Hidan roared out the curse technique's name in near madness.
Jet-black curse markings rapidly swallowed his once-fair skin.
Black curse markings instantly covered Hidan's reasonably regular features, making him look hideous and terrifying.
He simply bared his upper body, and the same black curse markings covered his fair skin there as well.
At some point, Hidan had used the long black rod to draw a ritual circle beneath his feet.
The design was simple: a circle on the outside and an inverted triangle within.
Hidan stood right in the middle of the inverted triangle.
Hidan grinned and laughed, looking even more sinister and terrifying beneath the black curse markings covering his face.
"Old hag, your time has come. Face Jashin's judgment!"
Hidan stood where he was, muttering incomprehensible words like a man possessed.
Granny Chiyo, standing at the other end, furrowed her brows.
The moment Hidan roared out the curse technique's name, Granny Chiyo realized something was terribly wrong.
She did not know what Curse Technique: Death Controlling Possessed Blood did.
But Hidan had gone to such lengths to do all this that he surely had some terrifying purpose.
Especially when Hidan licked the blood off his Triple-Bladed Scythe, a peculiar sense of loss had lingered in Granny Chiyo's heart.
If she continued to let Hidan conduct that incomprehensible Cursed Seal ritual, the consequences would be hard to imagine.
Granny Chiyo now somewhat regretted accepting the task of "capturing the ringleaders."
Now, she rather felt as though she were riding a tiger and could not get off.
Facing two Kage Level fighters, there was no way she could retreat unscathed.
Granny Chiyo quickly assessed the situation before her and decided to take the initiative to break the deadlock.
Under Granny Chiyo's exquisite control, those of the Chikamatsu Collection of Ten