"Tch, didn't think you were an immortal bastard too."
Deep in the dense forests of the Land of Hot Water, black-and-white, skeleton-like eerie markings covered Hidan's body.
A huge scythe was still stuck in his abdomen, blood constantly gushing from the wound, yet there was not the slightest pain on his face. Instead, there was madness and confusion.
"You're not the only one who can't die."
Kakuzu silently climbed up from the ground. He looked at Hidan and spoke coldly, though inside, he was in agony.
One heart had actually been taken out by this son of a bitch.
"But this guy's ability really is strange. No wonder he uses such a huge scythe."
Kakuzu had basically figured out Hidan's ability. This guy collected blood with that enormous scythe, then used a secret technique to synchronize damage.
But this son of a bitch had an immortal body. The person hit by it was another matter entirely. Even Kakuzu himself felt the loss was enormous.
"Have you thought it through?"
Though his heart ached terribly, Kakuzu still kept his cold, indifferent tone.
"Join us. Even if you can't die, what you did in Hot Water Village will inevitably bring more people after you, but we can give you shelter.
And we won't restrict what you believe in. We won't interfere with your actions normally either. You only need to carry out missions and make money for the organization."
"Tch, what a pain."
Hidan bared his teeth. In truth, he did not especially want to join some organization, nor did he care about protection.
If someone really came, he could just sacrifice them to Lord Jashin and be done with it. Still, the conditions this guy was offering really were pretty good.
Especially since that organization did not care what he believed