Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

The next second, the white toad and the black wolfhound appeared, taking turns standing in front of Locke, their backs straight and their auras deep, like guards lined up to greet him, their disciplined posture exuding a chilling aura of magical power.

The shadows behind him suddenly surged, and a giant, luminous white cocoon materialized out of thin air. The cocoon walls shimmered with a faint pearly light, as if it had been lifted out of the depths of the shadows and hung silently in mid-air.

Countless sharp, translucent threads, as clear as ice crystals, extended from the seams of the giant pupa's cocoon, one end tightly binding the pupa's body, the other disappearing into the void between heaven and earth, seemingly inextricably linked to the surrounding magical energy and the myriad phenomena of the world, as if holding the very lifeline of the entire space. A gentle breeze stirred, causing the threads to tremble slightly, yet they held an unyielding tension.

In a moment, the white pupa trembled slightly, the cocoon wall undulated slightly, and a huge thing seemed to be awakening and struggling inside. The silk threads around it suddenly tightened, as if it would burst open the cocoon at any moment and let the monster from another world emerge from the pupa.

"Eight-Handed Sword, Divine General of the Different Rings, Demon Void Luo!"

Locke's voice, deep and resonant, exploded in the deathly silence.

Before the words were finished, the transparent silk threads binding the giant pupa suddenly snapped inch by inch, and the fine silk threads scattered like frost in the sky with the strong wind.

The white pupa shattered with a snap, and the Demon Void Luo emerged from its cocoon. It raised its head and spread its four limbs and wings. The moment its bony wings unfolded, its ferocious body covered with a pale exoskeleton was fully revealed, and the tyrannical pressure of the strongest shikigami swept across the sky and the surrounding area in an instant.

The strongest shikigami from another world, Moxu Luo, stands tall on the land belonging to the ninja world.

As Moxu Luo fully appeared, Locke didn't hesitate to slip into Moxu Luo's shadow, choosing to leave the battlefield to Raikage and Moxu Luo.

A few hundred meters away, Akimichi Torifu looked like a drowning person who had been rescued, greedily inhaling the sweet air.

One second he was cursing, the next he was transported to an absolutely dark world without any air. Akimichi Torifu thought he had gone to hell and had no idea what was happening.

Until, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Grandpa Qufeng, are you alright?"

A shadow clone formed from black mist appeared behind Akimichi Torifu, startling him so much that he immediately jumped several meters away.

"You! Are you a human or a ghost?"

Faced with the questioning, the shadow clone formed from the black mist spoke.

"I am Locke, Master Qu Feng, you can't possibly not recognize my voice, can you?"

"You! You! You! Weren't you dead? Why are you like this? Locke, are you really not human?"

Locke saw fear on Akimichi Torifu's square, chubby face for the first time, and for a moment he didn't know how to explain it to him.

After all, the amplitude adjustment ritual was too difficult to explain, and with the current mixing of curse power and chakra, he wasn't sure if the shadow clone of chakra would attract the demon Xu Luo.

At least for now, it seems that the Raikage has been successfully drawn into the amplitude adjustment ceremony.

"Grandpa Toki, that was a lie. I'm not dead. It's just that I can't fully control my bloodline shikigami right now. You should run away quickly to avoid being accidentally hurt."

As a disciple of the second generation, Akimichi Torifu had seen his share of storms and did not lose his composure like those young Cloud Villagers earlier. He quickly calmed down and confirmed that the black mist shadow clone in front of him was indeed Locke.

"Locke? Your bloodline limit shikigami? What shikigami? You really mastered a bloodline limit? What else are you hiding from me?"

Too lazy to explain, Locke pushed Akimichi Torifu away, intending to send him on his way, since he hadn't yet figured out how to explain.

"Just think of it as a spirit beast you were born with. There are a lot of things I've been hiding from you. Don't stay here. If you get killed, I'm not even sure I can heal you. Go now!"

"No, wait a minute, you mean the summoning beast is the ultimate move you mentioned that can deal with a Kage?"

Akimichi Torifu, his tone tinged with distrust, looked at Mo Xuluo, who was a few hundred meters away. Just by looking at his stance, one could tell that he was terrifyingly strong, but he was facing a Kage, one of the strongest beings in the ninja world.

"Can it really deal with the Raikage? If not, come with me, or I can help you hold him off. After all, we Akimichi family have so many members, it's not like we're all grown up for nothing."

Locke was completely helpless against Akimichi Torifu now. After all, as a war orphan, he had only been able to eat meat every day by clinging to Akimichi Torifu's coattails.

Having exhausted all options, Locke sat down cross-legged and resignedly said:

"Fine, if you're not leaving, then we'll just watch. After all, I'm also very curious about who's stronger, Mo Xuluo or Ying."

When Locke landed back in the center of the battlefield, the Third Raikage was surrounded by surging and crackling lightning, with his eyes wide open and cold light like a knife, his gaze fixed on Mo Xuluo.

This was already the umpteenth time today that he had seen something new from Nara Locke. For a veteran like him who was still in the beta version of the Ninja World, this was really a bit overwhelming.

After all, as the Third Raikage, he has always worked hard and relied on his stats to get to where he is now. Asking him to play a game of mechanics with the Trisolaran monster from another world, especially with zero information, is really asking him a lot of trouble.

Having been traumatized by Locke, Ai dared not make any rash moves and chose to wait for the other party to make the first move. Meanwhile, Mo Xu Luo was also not quite used to the chakra of this world and chose to stay put and adapt.

During the long stalemate, the air was as still as a heavy block of iron, and neither side made a move until a cool breeze suddenly swept by, breaking the deadly balance.

The ship's wheel magic array above Mo Xuluo's head finally turned for the first time.

"Click!"

The crisp metallic clanging sound had just pierced the air when a bead of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Lei Yingai's forehead. Before the bead of sweat could even touch the ground, Mo Xuluo's figure appeared out of thin air in front of him, the Demon-Slaying Sword strapped to his wrist raised high, carrying a tremendous force as it slammed down on him!

"Bang!!!"

The moment the deafening explosion occurred, cracks burst forth from beneath Ai's feet, spreading wildly like a spider web within a 300-meter radius. Large, rectangular clods of earth were violently thrown into the air, propelled by inertia. Giant trees that had been rooted for centuries were uprooted and tossed into the sky with a thunderous roar.

Raikage A, who took the hit head-on, was slammed into the ground, with dirt still falling from the edge of the deep crater.

His eyes widened, a metallic taste suddenly welled up in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His eyes were filled with utter shock and disbelief.

On a tree trunk several hundred meters away, Akimichi Torifu, witnessing this scene, practically popped his eyes out. He grabbed the collar of his nonexistent shadow clone, Locke, pointed at Moxu Luo, and shouted:

"Is that some kind of summoning beast?"