Naruto's Arsenal System

Although I don't want to believe it, these logs are indeed everyone's own handwriting, and they can't be unbelievable.

Even if they were a little reluctant, everyone had to follow Kirito to the shore, and they had to retrieve the lost memories.

Among this group of people, Mekao's memory is still there, Kirito completely believes in these evidences, and Hinata also remembers Kirito. In the case of three-on-two, the Pirates did not face a split or anything.

When he came to the shore, Kirito walked straight into the forest. All he had to do was to find the person controlled by the monster that devoured other people's memories.

"What are you looking for? Are you looking for me?" A voice suddenly came from behind them, the child they were looking for.

"This matter has nothing to do with you! If you don't want anything to happen, you'd better hand over the thing in your hand!" Kirito looked at the child coldly.

Since coming to this world, Kirito has never suffered such a big loss, and even the most precious memories have been plundered.

The child in front of him has already been controlled by the power of the hippocampus, how can he hand over the hippocampus?

Raising the seahorse in his hand, the child played vigorously, as if he wanted to control Kirito and the others.

"Hey! You sound very ugly, you know? So please stop and give me the guy in your hand!" Kirito said with a frown.

Suddenly, there was a red light in Haima's eyes, Kirito hurriedly dodged, and at the same time raised his hand subconsciously.

A ray of light greeted the red ray, and miraculously forced the red ray to retreat.

Probably never encountered such a situation before. The little boy became dumbfounded. He couldn't figure out how he did it. He only knew that the young man in front of him must be very difficult to deal with.

Just when he was about to launch his big move, Kirito kicked him with a kick. He didn't know how to do it, but he only knew that his kick was very fast.

Because of the loss of his memory, he has even forgotten how to use his power, and can only use his instinct to exert that power.

Rao is definitely not something that can survive by stealing other people's memories.

The seahorse spit out a mouthful of blue smoke and flew out, not knowing where it landed.

The whole person was shrouded in blue smoke, and Kirito stood there, not knowing what happened.

After a long while, Kirito said something inexplicable: "I'm back, then let me retrieve everyone's memories!"

Using the characteristics of light, the entire island was under the surveillance of Kirito, and he soon discovered the trace of the seahorse.

"You guys can wait for me here, I'll be back soon after I go!" Kirito left a sentence and disappeared.

Falling from such a high place just now, the person and the seahorse seemed to be hit hard, and lay on the ground without moving.

Leaning down and gently picking up the seahorse, Kirito said jokingly, "You damn thief, I want to see where you can go!"

Haima made a strange cry, as if to protest strongly to Kirito, but Kirito clearly heard a strange voice saying: "You can't stop me from pursuing my dream!"

Looking at the seahorse up and down, Kirito said as he walked: "Dream, it's not like this can be achieved!"

"If I want to become a thousand-year-old dragon, I must have such a thousand-year-old memory! What can you know as a kid?" Haima continued to retort strangely.

Kirito said with a smile: "Even if you have ten times more memories than that, you will not become a thousand-year-old dragon!"

"You are talking nonsense! I have clearly seen the Millennium Dragon in your memory, as long as I work hard, I can do it!" Haima cried in disbelief.

"You? You can't!" Kirito said with great certainty, not feeling at all whether such words were too cruel.

Without waiting for Haima to reply, Kirito continued: "Because the Millennium Dragon's memory is complete and belongs only to himself, and all your so-called memories are plagiarized."

Haima suddenly fell silent. He knew that what Kirito said was not wrong. Compared with the real Millennium Dragon, it was so much worse.

Memories accumulated over time and quick ones are not comparable at all, because they have nothing in common.

A thousand-year-old dragon can come out of his own massive memory long ago, and a guy who plagiarizes other people's memories will only turn into a monster at most.

But how could Haima give up after working so hard for so many years?Wrong or wrong is its best bet right now.

To be honest, the memories created by those people on the island have long been unsuitable to its taste, and those scattered memories are very monotonous and boring.

In fact, this can't be blamed on them. They have already become mentally exhausted after being taken away from their memories all day long, and it is strange that they can produce interesting memories.

The memory of Kirito and his party is just the opposite. Kirito and the three girls can also be said to be reincarnated. They have experienced too many interesting things, and these are exactly what Haima wants.

How can Kirito, who can detect the soul, not know its thoughts, he said to Haima seriously: "Whether you agree or not, I will take back those memories! Just like when you take other people's memories, you never It's not like saying hello!"

As he spoke, Kirito brought the seahorse to the front of everyone. He directly punched the belly of the seahorse until no more blue smoke came out of its mouth. .

After recovering all the memories, Kirito threw the seahorse aside. Those who rely on their own abilities to pursue their dreams can get his approval, but those who rely on plundering and stealing to pursue their dreams are not within this scope.

A large amount of memories poured in instantly, and the three girls were stunned in place. They needed time to digest this properly.

Chapter [-] Lazy Justice

Just as Kirito stared nervously at the three girls, the seahorse behind him stood up somehow.

The things that had been planned for many years were disturbed and destroyed by Kirito. He was very unwilling in his heart, and he must find an opportunity to retaliate against him.

There is no doubt that now is the best opportunity. If I miss this opportunity, I am afraid that I will never see this hateful man again.

A red mist like smoke quietly filled the air. By the time Kirito realized something was wrong, it was too late. A lot of memories rushed away from his master, and the heartbreak that seemed to have lost something important made him feel like he had lost something important. Everyone was about to cry.

Before the memory completely disappeared, Kirito raised his hand and pointed, a little light directly penetrated the body of the seahorse flying in the air, and a trace of blue smoke leaked out incessantly.

"Don't! Memories will be missed!" Haima shouted hoarsely, his voice full of unwillingness and despair.

"Are you going to continue to be obsessed with it? Don't you know it now? You will not become a thousand-year-old dragon with such a dirty method!" Kirito said with some pity.

Looking at the font on the stone tablet on the island, the memory-devouring thing should have started thousands of years ago, and even accumulating one's own memory is enough to become a thousand-year-old dragon.