At the same time,
Within the Land of Fire, the Akatsuki's duo plots to murder for money.
Kakuzu and Hidan, each carrying a missing-nin on their shoulders, were slowly walking towards a public restroom.
"Hey! Hey!"
Hidan pinched his nose, looking annoyed. " Kakuzu, hurry up!"
"The mixture of the stench of a corpse and the smell of feces is making me want to vomit!"
Kakuzu calmly counted the banknotes in his hand. "Don't you understand the principle that cash must be counted in person? We're not responsible once you leave the counter?"
"Cut!"
"Why did they have to build it in this godforsaken place!"
Hidan and went straight out the door, saying, "I'll wait for you outside, Kakuzu, hurry up!"
Beside the tree in front of the door
A blood-red scythe was stuck in the ground nearby, Hidan leaned against a tree, looking impatiently at the exit of the public toilet.
"Achoo!"
"Strange, I feel a bit cold."
Hidan turned to look around in confusion.
Clear water flows through your fingertips, instantly turning into ice!
Countless fireballs illuminated the night sky!
Hidan suddenly looked up, and countless ice spikes hovered above his head!
A blazing fireball exploded through the dense forest, encircling us from all directions!
"Boom!"
Damn it!
Before he could even utter that one complaint, Hidan was thoroughly thrilled by the contrast of ice and fire!
Tap tap tap,
With lingering chill still clinging to her fingertips, Haruma, now fully recovered, slowly emerged from behind the tree.
With eyes that seemed to pierce through the thick white fog that had exploded, Haruma observed the figure wielding the giant scythe with great interest!
"It hurts!!!"
"Damn it, are you planning to have a midnight snack with our Lord Jashin?!"
His black robe was blown to smithereens.
wrist, forearm, thigh
Half-meter-long icicles were still stuck in various parts of his body, and scarlet blood was scattered all over the ground.
He clearly looked severely injured.
But Hidan, glaring angrily at the Haruma Hidan, seemed completely unfazed.
Especially since he's so hot-tempered!
"Feel sorry,"
Haruma shrugged and chuckled, replying, "I'm an atheist."
Hidan raised his scythe, his killing intent surging. "Then I'll send you to meet the Lord Jashin- sama!"
"Yaha!"
A sturdy hemp rope was tied to the handle, and the blood-red scythe was Hidan as a bladed iron whip!
"When!"
With a Haruma simply raised two fingers, and the slightly protruding finger bones sent the sickle flying!
Hidan's eyes widened in astonishment!
Realizing that the opponent was not simple,
Hidan licked the blood from his lips, his face beaming with excitement. "Offering you, Lord Jashin God will surely make Him much happier!"
Hidan grabbed the rope, raised his Hidan, and charged headlong into Haruma with a loud laugh!
"Go to hell, you bastard!"
Seeing Hidan's heavily injured body gradually recovering, Haruma's interest grew even stronger.
"Clang!"
The Wood Release, as hard as steel, encircled Haruma's body, leaving only small gaps to reveal his deep gaze.
Hidan felt a numbness in both hands, and the recoil made his hands hurt a little.
moment,
Hidan burst into laughter again!
"Clang clang clang!"
The sickle in his hand was swung so tightly that it was impenetrable, slashing fiercely at the Wood Release like a storm!
Observing the changes in Hidan's body through the numerous holes, Haruma murmured, "Treatment based solely on the physical body, without Chakra intervention."
"Is it a physical mutation, or that strange belief in Jashin?"
never mind,
This kind of unscientific thing should be left to Orochimaru to study.
Anyway, this guy was a gift that Haruma prepared for Orochimaru, a gift to be used to perform the Reincarnation Technique!
Having figured Haruma out, Qingtian waved his hand and dispelled the Wood Release defense.
Hidan's eyes lit up, and he slashed straight at Haruma's neck with his blood-red scythe!
"Bang!"
Like a train colliding head-on, half of Hidan's face was sunk into his flesh, leaving a fist-shaped mark!
"Snap!"
His flying body smashed into a large tree and snapped it in two!
Hidan, who had finally managed to get up after a long while, covered his face and hopped around, gritting his teeth and yelling, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much!"
"You bastard, you're dead!"
"Squeak, squeak, squeak,"
Hidan, his face contorted with malice, used his foot to draw a Jashin magic circle on the ground, using blood as ink.
When Hidan looked up, his entire body's skin had turned black and white.
Wiping the Kekkei Genkai off his face, Hidan clearly felt that in addition to his own blood, a different blood type had mixed in.
Is it because the amount of bloodstains left when blocking the sickle with one's fingers was exaggerated...?
"Hmph, hahaha!"
Hidan gave Haruma a cruel smile. "It hurts, you bastard!"
Hidan, looking sickly, slowly turned the blade of his scythe towards himself.
"You idiot who doesn't understand other people's pain, the Jashin will punish you!"
"Be prepared, it will hurt a lot too!"
"Hahaha!"
"Pfft!"
Hidan laughed wildly as he plunged his sharp Haruma, massive scythe into his chest, even twisting the blade up and down with force.
Three sharp blades sliced through the flesh, and warm blood flowed onto the ground like water from an open tap!
A faint smile appeared on Haruma as she sat gracefully on the wooden chair.
Watching Hidan's performance, he even nodded and clapped.
One second
Two seconds
Seeing Haruma nothing had happened, Hidan's maniacal laughter vanished, replaced by incredulous horror:
"How come you're alright, you bastard?!"
Hidan shouted as he forcefully pulled out the giant scythe, but unwilling to give up, he plunged it into his body again!
Seeing that the mysterious person opposite him only smiled faintly and showed no signs of injury.
Especially that mocking gaze, as if looking at a clown...
Hidan stopped slashing and stood there dumbfounded for a moment.
At the same time that Hidan was licking blood and harming himself.
Within the Land of Fire, in a desolate, uninhabited forest.
Orochimaru with a gloomy face, the Cursed Seal Four the Sound Ninja seals, plus Kabuto who had just arrived at the base.
Kabuto, a master of Medical Ninjutsu, examined Orochimaru's arm with a grave expression.
The cells were completely necrotic and had no vitality whatsoever.
Kabuto adjusted his glasses. " Lord Orochimaru, I suggest we take some blood and examine it with instruments."
Seeing the adult nod, he pulled out a sharp scalpel and made a shallow cut on Orochimaru's purplish-black forearm.
"Puff!!!"
A warm sensation suddenly struck the back of his pocket.
Kabuto, who was completely focused on Orochimaru, stumbled and smashed the container he was holding, which he had prepared to collect the adult's blood, directly into Orochimaru's face.
Kabuto's heart skipped a beat, and he stared at Lord Orochimaru with a cold sweat on his face.
Seeing that the adult didn't seem to be blaming him, but was just looking solemnly behind him, he realized that...
Dou then suddenly turned around.
"Tick-tock, tick-tock!"
My back and the ground were covered in a sticky, crimson stain!
" Jirobo?!"
" Jirobo, what's wrong with you?!"
Tayuya, Kidomaru, and Sakon stared in horror at their fallen companion.
Jirobo, who had been carrying Orochimaru to the base, suddenly collapsed in a pool of blood.
He was completely devoid of any life force.
"W-what happened?"
Dou muttered to himself, looking puzzled.
I checked several times and there was no one following me.
Moreover, the sealed underground chamber allowed no other intruders to be detected.
They sensed the death of the Cursed Seal boy through the Flying Thunder God Mark.
Haruma, sitting on the wooden chair, looked at Hidan, who was stunned, and nodded with satisfaction.
If it can work at such a long distance, then this guy's value will be raised to a whole new level!
Blood banks in the medical departments of large villages around the world...
Used sanitary napkins at the garbage dump...
This guy's destructive power...
That's a bit scary!