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Transforming her entire body into a weapon of attack, Misaka Mikoto rushed towards the water in front of her. At this time, the water in front of her also took out her strongest state, completely releasing her saint body.

Bang.

The two collided, and the entire arena felt as if it had experienced a magnitude 10 earthquake. Even the rock-solid Law Barrier swayed slightly, and only calmed down after several minutes.

In the center of the ring, Misaka Mikoto and Hou Fangzhishui, who had regained their original appearance, fell to the ground at the same time.

Riri Saten took a breath, took a picture of the scene and sent it to the group.

Book artist: It’s a draw?

Curly Hair: Hey, a Level 6 Misaka Mikoto is so weak? She can't even defeat the Water from the Back?

Lazy Kitten: I think that's normal. Level 6 isn't a true god after all. And Water of the Back has completely inherited the power of an angel. Not only that, he also possesses the body of a saint. Beating Kamisaki back then was like beating a child.

Curly Hair: Even if he's not a true god, he's at least a demigod! Even if he inherited the power of an angel, he shouldn't be a demigod!

Skirt Lifter: That's true, but Misaka Mikoto is only fourteen after all. While she has decent combat talent, she has almost zero combat experience. Facing someone like Houfang Zhishui, who's experienced but not completely overwhelming, a draw is normal.

Curly-haired boy: Humph, Gin-san, I reserve my opinion. I think Misaka Mikoto's combat talent is really not that great, so disappointing! If we were to gamble and start the market, Gin-san, I'm sure we'd have lost a lot of money.

Book artist: So, in the final analysis, you hold a grudge against the girl because you didn’t win the bet, right?

Lazy Kitten: As expected. No matter what happens, Yin is still a piece of shit.

Curly-haired boy: Shut up, you’re labeling people again.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Sister Hua, do you want to go?

Upskirt Maniac: Where to?

Miss Beaver: You two, are we going to the New World to do another mission? Don't you want to take a break?

The villain in Soul Society: We are not on a mission, someone invited us.

Book Artist: Invitation? Turtle, you two are truly worthy of this! This charisma is a bit ridiculous. First it was that damned Baker, but who is it now?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: It has nothing to do with charm. The organization that invited us this time is called the Shiro Round Table.

Upskirt Mania: The Round Table? King Arthur's Round Table?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: I don't know if the leader of this organization is King Arthur, but they are indeed the most powerful in all of Xiluo. Almost all of the fifth-order reincarnations in the entire Xiluo area are in this organization.

Book Artist: Ah! Could it be that they already know that you murdered that Baker and are here to seek revenge?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: No, they are inviting us to join that round table.

843 Restoring the former glory?

Book artist: What the hell, inviting you to join the round table?

Hatchet Girl: Aren’t Sister Xiaonan and Sister Hua’s disguises just third-order reincarnations?

Soul Society's villains: "We're only Rank 3, but we managed to defeat Rank 6 Baker." They say we're Rank 3, but we defeated Rank 6 Baker, so we have enough capital to join the Round Table. And that little yellow-haired kid was also invited.

Curly-haired boy: Damn, that Baker is actually level six?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: I should have thought of this earlier. Only a sixth-order reincarnationist could defy common sense and exploit loopholes in the reincarnation space.

Skirt-Lifting Maniac: So what are your thoughts? Joining this Round Table? But what is the purpose of this Round Table? What is the purpose of their establishment?

The villains in Soul Society: It is not clear yet, and we are also very curious.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Then why not join in and see?

The Villain of Soul Society: Yeah.

Seeing Unohana Retsu's affirmative response, Konan smiled slightly, and the two of them walked towards the headquarters of the so-called "Round Table" in tacit understanding.

Lazy Kitten: You two better be careful! In a place like the reincarnation space, those reincarnations can do anything.

Curly: Yes, this might be a trap!

After sending the message, Sakata Gintoki continued to wander around the small town in front of him bored.

Although he had temporarily joined the revolutionary army at Long's invitation, he had previously made it clear to Long that he did not want to be a full-time revolutionary.

Sakata Gintoki's original intention of coming to this world was not for any great revolution or salvation. His actual purpose was to enjoy himself.

However, two days after arriving in this pirate world, he discovered that enjoying himself here was not an easy thing.

For example, in this small town, even if you have enough Bailey, you can only keep yourself above the poverty line. Because the materials here are very scarce, and those luxury goods for enjoyment are almost extinct.

If you want to enjoy better, you can only go to those famous big towns.

Moreover, even if your living standard here is raised above the subsistence level, you still need to deal with various troubles.

Just like now.

Sakata Gintoki walked into the dark alley and found himself surrounded. Most of the people surrounding him wore scarves on their heads and held steel knives.

The leader had a full beard and an eye patch on his right eye.

He smiled with yellow teeth, a pungent, low-quality cigar dangling from his lips. "Hey brother, you're not from Britnet, are you? Do you need a guide?"

"Oh? It's not popular for guides to carry loudspeakers nowadays, so they use weapons instead?" Sakata Gintoki said with a sarcastic laugh.

"Hahahaha, this is our town's specialty!" the bearded man grinned proudly, "It's also a way to welcome travelers like you!"

"I see, you guys are really hospitable." Sakata Gintoki nodded slightly and sighed, "But how can you be so sure that I'm a traveler? And not a pirate?"

Hearing what he said, everyone, including the bearded man, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Pirate? That's hilarious! How dare he call himself a pirate?"

"If a pretty boy like you can be a pirate, then I'm the Pirate King!"

"I am the King of the Navy!"

"Are you looking for trouble? I'm a pirate, and you want to be a marine?"

"So, you robbers are also starting to judge people by appearance?" Sakata Gintoki sighed and said, "This world really has changed."

Despite the ridicule, Sakata Gintoki still found it quite useful to be called a gigolo. After all, when he was in the group, everyone defined him as an ugly man.

Gintoki actually had some complaints about this. He didn't say it out loud, but he was also wondering in his heart: Is he really an ugly man?

Only now did he regain his confidence. He wasn't ugly at all. Those stinky girls in the group were just blind and didn't know how to appreciate things! These robbers in front of him were much more discerning than them.

"Stop your bullshit!" The bearded man didn't intend to continue his pretense and said simply, "I'm giving you two choices now! Either hand over all your money, or I'll strip you naked and throw you into the sea, and let you become a real pirate!"

"Only two choices?" Sakata Gintoki blinked and said, "No third one?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" The bearded man's expression became noticeably impatient. He said, "You only have these two choices!"

"No, there is still a third option." Sakata Gintoki shook his head and said, "For example, this." Before he finished speaking, he had disappeared from the spot.

what?

The bearded man was stunned, and before he could react, his body flew into the air.

It's not just the bearded man in front of me.

In fact, at this moment, the entire robber group had already taken to the sky, and then fell to the ground like dumplings.

"The third option is..." Sakata Gintoki put away the wooden sword and grinned, "I'll strip you naked and hang you from the mast, and then hold a souvenir exhibition."

"No, no!"

"I'm afraid of heights, I really am!"

"Can you please leave me a pair of pants? I'm afraid my mother will be traumatized if she sees them!"

Some of these robbers were in good physical condition and did not faint immediately. They even begged for mercy.

"Stupid." Sakata Gintoki's mouth twitched as he walked past them and out of the alley. He certainly wasn't serious, and he had no interest in stripping men's clothes.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: It’s quite interesting that the Shiro District is actually planning to invade other areas.

The artist of the book: The internal fighting among the reincarnations, isn’t that a good thing?

Soul Society's villains: They're good, but the Round Table in Shiloh is clearly a bit anti-intellectual. With their strength, they can't defeat any district, yet they're still thinking about fighting on multiple fronts.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Puff! Going to die?

Angels of the Hidden Rain Village: They are not sending themselves to die, but according to their understanding, they are restoring their former glory.

844 Even worse distortion

The glory of the past, this may sound strange, but it is actually the long-cherished wish of these members of the Xiluo District Round Table.

At least five years ago, the Xiluo District was indeed the strongest subdivision in the entire Samsara Space. There were more than ten fifth-order Samsaras, and thousands of Samsara teams of all sizes.

But it was not until two years ago that the existence of the sixth-order reincarnation gradually surfaced, and the decline of the Xiluo District began.

The power of the sixth-level reincarnationists exceeds the scope of the fifth-level cognition. Faced with the crushing of the sixth-level existences in other districts, the Xiluo District has almost no power to resist.

Normally, the Xiluo District should have produced a sixth-rank reincarnationist. However, those with the potential to reach the sixth rank in the Xiluo District rebelled en masse overnight. This was the true reason for the Xiluo District's complete decline.

The potential stocks in the Xiluo District are represented by the Demon Sword Baker.

Speaking of which, this Baker died at the hands of Unohana Retsu. Baker, who truly became a sixth-order reincarnation, was also murdered by Sister Hua and Xiaonan.

From this point of view, Unohana Retsu is simply a sixth-level killer in the Xiluo District.

Even after learning that Baker was murdered by Unohana Retsu and Konan, the Round Table members didn't blame him. Instead, they felt relieved.

The reason is simple, because Baker is also a traitor in the eyes of these round table members.

This guy, a reincarnator from Xiluo District, completely disdains the great Round Table. He acts arbitrarily and desperately squanders and consumes Xiluo District's resources.

Furthermore, this guy has inextricable ties to the European region. The Round Table already had this information.

Having experienced various betrayals, the Xiluo District Round Table has always had zero tolerance for traitors.

The Round Table members had actually wanted to attack Baker a long time ago. However, considering the cost of encircling and suppressing a sixth-order reincarnator, they did not act rashly, but instead chose to plan before taking action.

But before they could even move, they discovered Baker was already dead. They failed to catch the prey, and instead were outmaneuvered by it—a truly laughable sight.

However, being able to kill someone like Baker, no matter what method was used, is enough to enter the sight of their round table meeting.

This is also the reason why the round table members came to Konan and Unohana Retsu.

It wasn't about their strength or their Reincarnation rank, it was about their ability to kill Baker. They were able to counterattack against a sixth-rank Reincarnation, and no matter what method they used, it was a miracle.

The illustrator said: "The glory of the past is hilarious! With their intelligence and strategic thinking, it's a blessing that these members of the Xiluo District Round Table haven't been wiped out!"

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: It seems like there is, and it is said to be a copy world.

Skirt Uplifting Demon:? Copy World?

Hatchet Girl: The ownership of the copy world should belong to the reincarnation space, right? It can't be owned by the region!

The villain in Soul Society: It's not owned by the region, but rather by an individual. However, this person is willing to contribute this dungeon for the sake of the Shiro District.

Curly-haired boy: Haha, the reincarnators also have this kind of collectivist spirit?

Foul-mouthed man in a suit: Damn it, I won't fall for this! I think this is a trap, it's definitely a trap!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: I also think that the environment in the reincarnation space is destined not to have such selfless people.

Miss Beaver: I'm really curious, what kind of replica is this? Granting someone a replica, that's probably considered divine power, right?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: I didn't ask in detail. After all, we've only just joined this round table. If we ask too much, we might alert the enemy.

Scarlet Snake Fairy: That's a good idea. Our enemy is the entire Samsara Dimension. If we can really get the Samsaras in each region to kill each other, it will be very beneficial to weakening the Samsara Dimension.

The illustrator of the book: There are benefits, but this kind of internecine slaughter must reach a certain scale, otherwise the samsara space will not care at all. The fact that it organizes dungeon activities is just a way to breed poison.

Hatchet Girl: Oh my god, something big happened here! [Picture]

Book artist: ???

Lazy Kitten: What the heck are these?

Clicking on the photo, Qi Luoli was greeted by a series of bizarre monsters covered in sores and tumors. These monsters had strange organs growing from various parts of their bodies, with eyes, mouths, and nostrils scattered throughout their bodies.

In other words, the photo itself is spiritual pollution.

Hatchet Girl: A deformed person.