"What the fuck did I do to deserve this?"
"Who the hell is ambushing me?"
Hidan couldn't help cursing.
But the moment he saw who had come, he behaved himself.
He rubbed the corners of his eyes in disbelief. "Yemu? It's you, Yemu! You're actually alive?"
"Didn't they say you'd burned yourself out?"
Hearing the disbelief in Hidan's voice, Yemu's gaze turned cold.
With a swift Body Flicker Technique, he appeared beside Hidan.
"What, are you all that eager for me to die?"
Yemu clenched one hand, and Hidan, still bewildered, immediately rose into the air.
The pressure Yemu gave off was even more overwhelming now. A single glance into his eyes seemed enough to teach someone the meaning of despair.
Fluctuations of Repulsive Force flickered occasionally in his shimmering golden eyes, sending ripples through space and making Hidan tremble inside.
He couldn't die, but he could still feel pain.
And although he was a sick bastard, he didn't enjoy being relentlessly beaten to a pulp.
Hidan didn't even have the desire to attack.
So how could he handle this situation?
Hidan hypnotized himself in his mind, convincing himself that this was his first encounter with Yemu.
Only then could he find the courage to attack Yemu.
At the edge of the battlefield, snowflakes swirled beneath the setting sun, and the air was thick with heat and killing intent.
"Hah! Hahahaha! So you're that Yemu guy, huh?"
Hidan made a show of licking his lips and swaggered toward Yemu with his enormous triple-bladed scythe over his shoulder, his face twisted with nauseating excitement and madness.
He seemed to have successfully hypnotized himself.
"What luck! An opponent this strong-sacrificing you to Lord Jashin is going to feel fucking amazing!"
Fanaticism filled Hidan's eyes, his killing intent undisguised. He planted his