"You bastard! Do you have any idea how much it hurts to stab someone like that?! It hurts like hell... Ow, ow, ow... That feels so good! So damn good! Hahahahaha!"
Hidan acted like a lunatic, his face twisting in pain one moment and his eyes rolling back in pleasure the next. He looked nothing like a normal person.
Seeing him like this, even Blackie One and Blackie Two were frightened for a moment and dared not approach.
"I've decided. I'm going to sacrifice you to Lord Jashin! Time to prepare the ritual."
Since his body had been pierced and he had lost a great deal of blood, Hidan used his foot to trace the Jashin Cult's ritual symbol in the blood he had spilled on the ground.
Once he finished, he raised the tip of the Bloody Triple-Bladed Scythe to his mouth, then stuck out his tongue and lightly licked the fresh blood on it, a sickly smile immediately spreading across his face.
Shinji, who was sitting against a large tree nearby watching the show, immediately shuddered at the sight!
Sure enough, no matter how much time passed, he still found this aspect hard to accept.
He made up his mind. The day Hidan caught AIDS, he would immediately leave the Jashin Cult, disband the Immortal Duo, and never have anything to do with him again.
Shinji had always found it questionable that Hidan still had not caught an infectious disease after all this time. That was something of a miracle in itself.
Or did Hidan actually worship the goddess of luck rather than some Evil God?
Otherwise, there really was no explaining it.
Just as Shinji was wondering when to take Hidan for a medical examination, Hidan's appearance had completely changed as he entered the state of Death