Dawn of Pirates

After receiving the news, Itachi was a little confused. He clearly saw in the village that the villagers were also affected by illusions. So he quickly asked: "So, what is the meaning of that banquet and why does it make people fall under the illusion?" Maggie, who seemed to have been tortured by Itachi's illusion, no longer had any ability to resist. "That religious ceremony. The wood used for burning in the banquet is a gift given to us by God. After the wood is burned, it will produce a very slight hallucinogenic smell. Once this smell is inhaled, people will fall into a very peaceful state. No matter what happens, he will just do what he is doing with peace of mind." "Will it produce a mild hallucinogenic smell after burning? I see, it is indeed somewhat similar to genjutsu." Itachi listened to Maggie's answer , nodded slightly, which confirmed his idea. He then asked: "Why don't some people fall into that state?" "Because burning a large amount of that kind of wood will have a strange smell, so considering the reason of not wanting to be exposed, the leader carefully calculated the amount of wood used. Yes. However, a small number of people have special physiques that prevent them from being affected to this extent. That's why we, the divine hunters, guard the forest." Maggie continued to answer Itachi slowly. question. "I see, then the guy who escaped from the forest before was a fish that slipped through the net." After hearing Maggie's description, Itachi immediately thought of the pool of blood he saw in the forest when he came here. He then asked: "What is your purpose? Why are you using this hallucinogenic substance on us?" "For God, God has given us everything. In return, you guys who broke into the village are the most repayable things our religion has given to God." A good sacrifice." As soon as Itachi raised this question, Maggie's state suddenly became frantic. He closed his eyes and shouted frantically. "That's it." It seems like this is not the first time these guys have used this method to deal with outsiders. "That's about it." After basically asking the question, Itachi turned to look at Pain. "Yeah, I understand, then he's of no use." Pain nodded to Itachi. As for this guy named Maggie, Payne has sentenced him to death, including the people in that village. It was clear that he and others had no conflict with them, but they still used destructive tricks on their own side. Payne never thought that he was a good person. Since everyone had taken action against him, he naturally had no problem. A way to fight back. Payne would have no mercy for the people in that village. "Deal with him, and then go to the village." As Pain's earliest partner, Kisame immediately saw through Pain's mind. He chuckled and said to Itachi. At the same time, Payne had turned around and walked towards Koti Village deep in the forest. "Yes." With a slight nod, the chakra in Itachi's hand was directly transmitted to Maggie's brain, colliding with the ability of the genjutsu to remain in his mind. A silent explosion exploded in Maggie's mind, and then he fell to the ground with a face full of pain, and his spirit had turned into nothingness. Along the way, it seems that they knew that Payne and others were not attacked and escaped from the village. One after another, about twenty guys similar to Maggie launched sneak attacks on Payne and the others in the dark. It's a pity that the three of them were not even interested in using ninjutsu in such a simple sneak attack. Although Sakura Kisame wanted to move around, he raised his muscles and wanted to cut... and cut people, but Pain said " It’s just a waste of time”, he stopped me. In the end, Itachi was just a little busy and threw dozens of shurikens before killing all the incoming black shadows one by one in the dark forest. Zheng Kisame said that afterward, Itachi must go to Kakuzu to reimburse him. , after all, it can be regarded as revenge for him. Itachi smiled and said nothing. It took Zheng almost an hour to come back to the village and go back and forth. The banquet was still going on, but the villagers seemed to have woken up from their psychedelic state. As for the pirates of the Drunkard Pirates, they are now tied tightly to wooden stakes with large iron chains. They were yelling, but they didn't get any response. The constant twisting of their bodies only caused their skin to be worn down by the iron chains. All the villagers now put on black and white clothes, and their faces were covered with veils with weird smiles. Everyone surrounded the members of the Drunken Pirates in the middle. The guy who was supposed to be the head of Koti Village suddenly turned into the leader of the cult. He stood on a low platform next to the drunkard Camorra, raised his arms and said loudly. "Believers, please pray for God and thank God for everything he has given us." "Thank God..." All the men and women in a village began to pray loudly following the old man's words. As for what they said, they were too messy and timely. Payne and the others can only hear a lot of things that are meaningless. These are all important. Kisame stood next to Payne and said with a smile: "Oh, it looks quite bluffing. Do you want me to go over now and give them a surprise?" Payne said: "No, let's see what they are doing first." Payne His curiosity arose, and he wanted to see what these pretenders were planning to do. As for whether those pirates would really become sacrifices, Payne didn't care. And he doesn't worry about whether these guys will run away from Payne later. If they can run away, they are very capable. "Watching a show is fun, then let's watch it." After receiving this answer, Kisame gave Payne a strange look. This guy is sometimes interested in these weird things. After the tedious and meaningless prayer. Under the command of the old village chief, a pirate's head was cut off by a so-called godly man guarding him. Blood spurted out immediately, and the head was placed in a strange vessel. Maybe it would be taken somewhere to worship their gods later. The villagers present were shouting thanks to my god, but the pirates were roaring and twisting even more crazily. The ceremony was still going on in an orderly manner. Seeing each pirate having his neck cut off by the believers. The drunkard Camorra finally lowered his head in despair. He no longer dared to look at the twisted faces of those who were wailing and dying. Is it over? Is my painful life finally coming to an end? He thought in his heart. Suddenly, a figure jumped out of a dark place. A young man wearing a denim jacket and carrying a large knife on his shoulder ran to an open space not far from the villagers. Under the light of the fire, his silver-gray hair looked so conspicuous. I saw him sticking out his tongue slightly, raising his eyebrows twice, and said to the people present. "Hey, are you holding a sacrifice? That god of yours is of no use at all. Why don't you believe in the evil god with me? Hahahahahahahahahahaha" "He... why did he run out?" "It's the guy who was cursed by the evil god. Ah." His appearance was like pouring a pot of hot oil into icy water. The villagers screamed loudly the moment they saw him appear.