Blooming Flowers of Blood

"Teach these two a good lesson."

Kikuchi Miura said, his face as cold as frost.

However, the two Jashin Cult members beside him hesitated.

"Um, Lord Miura, Hidan and Simu are, after all, the God Children of our Jashin Cult. Isn't doing this a bit inappropriate?"

Kikuchi Miura cast a cold glance at them, his tone as icy as melted snow.

"It seems you are prepared to disobey my orders?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the two cultists' bodies stiffened.

After all, while Simu and Hidan were terrifying, Kikuchi Miura had been operating within the Jashin Cult for many years and was equally fearsome.

Offending Hidan would only result in death, but if you offended Kikuchi Miura, he could make your life worse than death!

At least, that was how they saw it.

Faced with such a threat, the two cultists could only grit their teeth, look at Hidan and Simu, and say, "Our apologies, two God Children."

Hidan licked his increasingly scarlet lips, his tone filled with a hint of excitement.

He didn't care whether these guys were being forced or not; if he weren't worried about Simu objecting, he would have wiped out the entire Jashin Cult long ago.

In Hidan's view, these people in the Jashin Cult didn't truly believe in Lord Jashin at all, or their faith in Lord Jashin simply wasn't devout enough!

Otherwise, why hadn't Lord Jashin bestowed his blessings upon them?

And as Lord Jashin's representative in the Shinobi World, Hidan had the responsibility and obligation to wipe out all these unfaithful wretches!

"Attack together!"

The two cultists encouraged each other, then drew the long blades from their hands and charged forward.

"Here it comes, here it comes!"

Facing their attack, Hidan became increasingly excited.

He drew a long black spear from his cloak to meet the enemy.

"Be careful, he possesses an immortal body. We cannot trade wounds with him; we must find a way to restrain him!"

The two cultists communicated their strategy for dealing with Hidan.

This was the downside of having one's intelligence leaked.

If it were ordinary people, they would probably have charged straight at Hidan to attack.

But everyone in the Jashin Cult knew that ordinary attacks had no effect on Hidan at all. The only way to make him stop was to restrain him.

Or, like Simu, to chop off Hidan's head!

Thinking of this, they decisively chose to wear him down from a distance.

Five or six shuriken flew out from beneath their black cloaks, attempting to use them to distract Hidan.

Hidan did not hesitate at all; his feet erupted with terrifying power, propelling his body at high speed toward the enemies.

As for the attacks in front of him, for someone with an immortal body like Hidan, they were nothing at all!

Sure enough, the shuriken sliced through Hidan's cloak, leaving deep gashes on his flesh.

But Hidan's speed did not slow down by even half a step!

In fact, the pain in his body only made Hidan more excited and gave him more strength!

"Attacks like these don't even tickle me!"

He roared, suddenly leaping high into the air.

Over the past three months, under Simu's training, Hidan had been completely reborn.

He erupted with unimaginable speed, a black shadow descending from the sky to envelop the two cultists, the sharp black spear pointing straight at their hearts!

Seeing this, the two cultists immediately dodged, their hearts filled with shock.

"Such speed!"

"Since when did this guy improve to this extent?"

Back at the Jashin Cult headquarters, every time they saw Hidan, he was almost always being cut down by Simu, which led them to believe that Hidan was only surviving by sheer luck due to his immortal body.

They hadn't expected his taijutsu to be this powerful.

Kikuchi Miura was also somewhat surprised.

Although he had been away for years, he was clear about the situation at headquarters and the abilities of the two God Children.

In his view, Hidan was just a lawless piece of trash relying on an immortal body. He could easily have the two cultists tie Hidan up, leaving his only real opponent as that reserved and unmoving Simu.

He hadn't expected that Hidan's strength would exceed his expectations.

If Simu and Hidan were to act together, things might truly become difficult.

Thinking of this, Kikuchi Miura turned his gaze toward Simu.

The latter seemed to sense his gaze, finally raising his head, adjusting his glasses, and then smiling slightly.

"Damn that guy, is he really going to act so nonchalant about something like this?"

Kikuchi Miura felt extremely displeased, but the situation on the battlefield was completely one-sided.

Having failed his first strike, Hidan charged toward the two of them once again.

His fighting style was simple: he didn't care about his own life!

He completely abandoned defense, exposing all his weaknesses for the enemy to attack, while his only goal was to keep swinging the spear in his hand, striving to wound his foes.

"If we keep fighting like this, we don't stand a chance at all!"

Under Hidan's mad-dog fighting style, the two cultists were finding it difficult to even take a step.

Finally, while they were speaking, Hidan launched a surprise attack right in front of them.

"Hehehe! Go to hell!"

A heavy, powerful spear thrust descended, grinding against the parrying longsword and sparking dazzling flames.

Hidan threw his entire weight into it; although the spear was deflected, the immense force still made the cultist stagger back a step.

Hidan seized this opportunity and swung again, aiming a direct thrust at his heart.

Seeing this, the other cultist had no choice but to swing his longsword with all his might, hacking heavily into Hidan's back.

In an instant, blood flowed freely!

Such a fatal wound for an ordinary person posed no threat to Hidan at all; with a crazed expression, he raised both hands and brought the heavy spear down, directly taking the life of the cultist.

Amidst the blood, he turned his head and flashed a demonic smile at the remaining cultist.

This horrifying scene made the cultist take two steps back.

In that very instant, Hidan had already rushed before him, then reached out his arms to wrap them around him.

"Damn it!"

By the time the cultist realized what was happening, he was already firmly held in Hidan's grip.

His face turned deathly pale, and he heard Hidan whisper calmly in his ear: "Enjoy death with me!"

"You bastard, what are you trying to do? Let me go!"

His eyes were filled with terror as he struggled with all his might, but it was completely futile.

Hidan, holding him tight, let out a crazed, raspy laugh, then raised the spear with both hands and drove it fiercely down through his own back!

The sharp, powerful spear pierced directly through both bodies, binding Hidan and the cultist tightly together!

Two flowers of blood bloomed simultaneously.

The cultist's head lolled to the side, and he died instantly.

Hidan, meanwhile, tilted his head back toward the sky and let out a roar of pure ecstasy.

This scene made the people hiding in the shadows, watching the spectacle, feel their scalps tingle and their bodies turn cold!

After releasing his energy, Hidan pulled out the spear that had skewered the two men and said with a hint of disdain: "These guys don't even have the qualifications to be sacrificed to Lord Jashin."

His fair face was splattered with scarlet blood, looking like a blood-red lotus blooming in the snow, possessing a bewitching, eerie beauty.

Hidan raised his spear and pointed it at Kikuchi Miura: "Next, it's your turn."