Sasuke clenched his fists, his joints crackling, and his eyes Sharingan quickly rotated, locking in the positions of the fanatical believers. "How to deal with it? Eliminate them all, or just abolish the ability to move?" His voice was very low, but his murderous intention was almost solidified.
Naruto did not answer, but quietly looked at the grinning bone-faced priest on the high platform. The pale bone mask looked particularly weird under the light of the torch. Every time he pierced the spear he held high, the believers in the audience would let out a more fervent prayer.
"Kindness to evil is cruelty to kindness." Naruto spoke, his voice as calm as water, without any emotion, "Purification begins."
He raised his hand and lightly snapped his fingers in the air.
A fire team composed of fifteen Root Jonin and ten Schola Progenium students appeared from the darkness like ghosts. They spread out in a standard fan-shaped array, each holding a special Bolter in their hands.
There is no Hand Seals, no tactical slogans, no superfluous actions. Only neat and uniform mechanized processes.
Twenty-five Bolter, the muzzles of the guns lit up with a faint blue light at the same time.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang--!"
A dense network of firepower instantly enveloped the entire square, and the scene was like a steel storm composed of chakra and metal, roaring and sweeping past.
The fanatical believers didn't even have time to scream in fear, or even use any ninjutsu or Taijutsu. Their flesh and blood bodies were as fragile as paper in front of the high-speed rotating Chakra Metal projectiles.
Bolter There were spitting tongues of fire, gunshots, the sound of broken bones, and the sound of flesh and blood flying all over the place. The square instantly turned into a bloody slaughterhouse.
Faith and fanaticism cannot withstand bullets.
The bone-faced priest on the high platform bore the brunt of the attack, with at least twenty projectiles hitting his body at the same time. His body exploded like a smashed tomato, and the black priest's robe was shattered into pieces. His whole body was beaten to pieces, and his remaining limbs and arms were scattered on the ground.
"Pfft!"
A bullet penetrated his head, shattering his pale bone mask, and the remains fell to the ground, making no sound anymore.
Sasuke put away his gun, looked at the bloody square, and frowned slightly. He had seen too many killings, but this kind of efficient, cold, and almost no resistance massacre still made him feel a little uncomfortable.
He knew that this was Naruto's first "baptism" for him and his team, with the purpose of making them adapt to this cruelty.
Just when he thought the battle was over, he caught a tiny detail from the corner of his eye.
The fingers of a "corpse" twitched slightly on the ground.
Sasuke's pupils shrank suddenly, and he pointed the gun at the corpse again.
The next moment, under everyone's horrified gaze, the body full of holes twisted and squirmed strangely, and slowly stood up.
"Oh, thanks to the blood of the church members, I will take their faith and continue to spread the gospel of Lord Jashin in this world."
The shocking bullet holes on his body are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the torn flesh and blood is regrowing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This is an ability that he can only have for a short time after sacrificing blood near Chaos God Altar. Otherwise, his normal recovery speed would not be able to reach this level.
He ripped off the shattered bone mask on his face, revealing a fanatical and crazy face.
"It hurts me so much... bastards!" Hidan stuck out his tongue and licked the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashing with morbid excitement, "However, this kind of pain before sacrifice is really the ultimate enjoyment! Your wails will definitely make Lord Jashin very happy!"
Hidan smiled maniacally and picked up the huge Bloody Triple-Bladed Scythe.
Naruto's eyes instantly solidified. He felt the familiar filthy aura from Hidan's body, originating from Chaos. That aura was a hundred times stronger than those of ordinary believers, pure and deadly.
"Deal with high-level heretics." He ordered calmly, and the fire team immediately pointed all guns at Hidan.
Hidan grinned, revealing a ferocious smile.
"Come on... let me feel your despair and pain!" he roared, and the three-stage sickle drew a strange arc in the air, heading straight towards Naruto and the others.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Twenty-five rounds of Chakra Metal projectiles, like twenty-five mini bombs, hit Hidan at the same time.
His body exploded again, blood, flesh and bones flying everywhere, but this time, he was not completely scattered.
The pieces of flesh and blood twisted, reorganized, and healed in the air. Hidan stood up straight again in the rain of blood, and the morbid excitement on his face became more intense.
"Hahahaha! It's useless! It's useless! Lord Jashin gave me immortality! You can't kill me!" Hidan rolled awkwardly in the rain of bullets. The flesh and blood on his body continued to explode and regenerate. He looked like a beaten bloody rag doll, but he was still arrogant.
Naruto looked on with cold eyes, his mind racing rapidly.
Immortality... relies on pain and killing...Chaos God...
These keywords, when connected in series, point to a ritual that he is very familiar with. This power of Chaos Cultist is usually bound to some kind of sacrificial ritual. They themselves may not be destroyed, but the initiation of the ritual must require a "medium."
The most common medium is the blood of the enemy.
"Attention everyone!" Naruto's voice sounded through the tactical headset, "Never get hurt by his weapons! Repeat, never get hurt by him!"
Hidan was trapped in the firepower net, and he finally realized that if he continued like this, he would never encounter those damn long-range attackers. The fanaticism in his eyes was gradually replaced by a hint of cunning.
In another round of fierce volleys, he deliberately opened a loophole and allowed several bullets to blast his chest and abdomen to pieces.
"Uh-huh--!"
He let out an exaggerated scream, and flew backwards like a kite with its string cut off, slamming into a pile of corpses of fanatic believers at the edge of the square. His body twitched a few times, and then completely stopped moving.
The gunfire stopped suddenly.
Deathly silence returned to the square again, leaving only the crackling sound of burning torches and the overwhelming smell of blood.
"Is it solved?" Hozuki Suigetsu asked with some uncertainty while holding Senbon in his mouth.
At the entrance of the alley, a young student from Schola Progenium saw the crazy monster finally fell, and his tense nerves subconsciously relaxed a little. His name is Kenta, and he is one of the best students in the academy, with accurate marksmanship and firm will.
This was the first time that he faced such a strange enemy and was able to "kill" the opponent with his own hands. A strong sense of pride and accomplishment filled his heart.
He subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to see more clearly and confirm the results of the battle.
This is a textbook mistake, but young warriors always forget it under the adrenaline and illusion of victory.
"Stop!"
Naruto's cold voice and Sasuke's fierce shout sounded at the same time.
But, it's too late.
The moment Kenta took that step, the pile of corpses suddenly exploded!
A bloody shadow rose up like a poisonous snake, and the huge three-stage sickle drew a strange arc in the air that ordinary people could not understand. It ignored the distance in space and appeared in front of Kenta instantly!
Too fast!
Kenta's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhead, and he only had time to hold Bolter across his chest.
"Qiang!"
Bloody Triple-Bladed Scythe's sickle blade did not chop, but dexterously bypassed the gun body at a tricky angle, and the sharp blade tip lightly scratched his cheek.
A subtle bloodstain appeared, and a few drops of blood were taken away by the sickle blade.
Hidan's figure retreated at the touch and landed a few meters away. He didn't even look at Kenta, but fanatically and obsessively raised the sickle stained with fresh blood, stuck out his tongue, and greedily licked the blood drops on it.
"Hahahaha... got you!"
He let out a laugh that was crazier than ever before, quickly retreated, and quickly drew a strange pattern consisting of an inverted triangle and a circle on the ground with his own blood.
When he stood in the center of the pattern, his skin color began to change, turning into a strange black and white look, like a walking skeleton.
At the entrance of the alley, Kenta was covering his cheek, blood oozing out from between his fingers. His eyes were full of fear and confusion of the aftermath of the disaster, and he had no idea why the other party had just scratched him after all the effort.
But Naruto's face completely darkened.
He knew something bad had happened.
"Sasuke, Neji!" Naruto's voice carried a hint of unmistakable urgency, "Control him! Use all means to interrupt him before he completes his next move!"