"Eh? Why are you fine? Doesn't your leg hurt?"
Seeing Chiyo standing there completely unfazed, Hidan, who had been laughing maniacally, suddenly froze.
Unable to help himself, Hidan looked down at his thigh again in confusion.
There was no problem!
The silver-white metal spear had genuinely pierced straight into his thigh.
The waves of oddly satisfying pain radiating from his leg all told him that he had indeed stabbed himself.
He looked again at the ritual setup beneath his feet.
Mm, the outer circle was perfectly round, and the triangle inside was equilateral too!
In Deidara's words, it was highly artistic!
Then Hidan examined his own body again.
Likewise, he had already entered the ritual state!
That black exterior and those beautiful white markings fascinated him immensely.
But if none of that was wrong, why had the Mist Village Anbu whose blood he had licked remained completely unharmed after he stabbed his own thigh with the silver-white metal spear?
At that moment, Hidan began to question his life.
"Mm? What would happen to me? Why would my leg hurt?"
Hearing Hidan's nonsensical question, Chiyo herself was a little dumbfounded.
It was one thing for this lunatic to mutilate himself for no reason, but why was he asking whether she was hurt instead?
Did she look like anything was wrong with her?
"Impossible! How could my Blood Death Ritual have failed?"
Seeing that Chiyo did not seem to be pretending, Hidan found it even more unbelievable.
Ever since he had obtained his immortal body and the Blood Death Ritual curse technique, nothing like this had ever happened.
Every preparation had gone normally. Only the final damage reflection had failed to take effect. Hidan could not help wondering whether the great Evil God had abandoned him!
But then Hidan realized that did