The insect farmer of Konoha who started as a spider

"Wow! Don't worry about it, Basyu!"

In his confused consciousness, Basheng suddenly heard the heartbreaking cry of a woman.

The evil god's blow not only caused a wound nearly 5 centimeters deep from his left shoulder to his right abdomen, but also a dark and frantic mental attack rushed into his mind, throwing his spirit into chaos.

However, the soul of the god of death is also very strong, and Basheng's consciousness is gradually returning to normal.

But after regaining consciousness, Basheng suddenly regretted it.

There was a thick long wound 5 centimeters deep in the chest, and the ribs were neatly cut off.

Almost all the internal organs protected within it, including the heart, were damaged to varying degrees.

The severe pain made him turn pale and convulse all over.

Blood also surged like a fountain from the ground, instantly spraying the face of Tsunade beside him.

"No! No! Stop it!"

Seeing such a turn of events, Tsunade cried in horror and used all her palm senjutsu to press down on Basheng's chest.

However, there were too many injuries to Basao's internal organs, and Tsunade was too distracted to think about saving the heart first. She naively thought that if the heart could be saved, then all other parts could be reborn.

But the truth is always so cruel.

With an injury like this, even if Tsunade herself at her peak activated the "Hundred Heroes' Art: Creation and Regeneration", there was no guarantee that she would be able to withstand this kind of injury.

Tsunade's efforts only resulted in blood-stained hands and Basara's increasingly depressed blood pressure.

"No! You won't die! I will never let you die!"

"Yes! Slug Immortal, save him quickly! Save him quickly!"

In desperation, Tsunade seemed to be grasping at straws and shouted loudly around her.

"Little Tsunade, medical ninjutsu has its limits. His injury can only be healed by external force. There is nothing I can do. It will only prolong his pain."

The gentle voice of the Slug Immortal sounded in the wet bone forest.

Tsunade collapsed on the ground, staring blankly at her red hands, trembling body, and dull eyes as if the world had lost its light.

"Ahem, help me...the right...pocket of the jacket..."

Basao tried his best to regain his consciousness, resisting the severe pain in his body, and muttered intermittently.

"what?"

The absent-minded Tsunade didn't hear clearly at first, and hurriedly moved closer to Basei's mouth to listen carefully, but Basei no longer had the strength to speak.

Tsunade blamed herself and immediately slapped herself in the face, but it didn't help.

"Little Tsunade, there should be what he wants in the right pocket of his coat."

The gentle and demure voice of Immortal Slug sounded again.

Tsunade ignored her thanks and hurriedly took care not to touch Basara's wounds as she rifled through his lined pockets.

A hexagonal, cold stone object was finally taken out by Tsunade. A few rough blue strokes on it briefly outlined the image of a horse's head.

Just as Tsunade was about to ask Basao what this thing was for, she saw his right hand suddenly squeeze it hard.

The unprecedented tacit understanding actually made Tsunade understand what Basei meant, and she immediately placed the Horse Talisman in the palm of Basheng's right hand.

Blue magic light flows.

Basio's injuries all over his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Internal organs are repaired, ribs are rejoined, and finally the superficial muscle fiber connections are restored, leaving the skin as smooth as new.

In just a few seconds, these injuries recovered as before!

But this is not over yet, the Horse Talisman is still flashing with dazzling blue light.

It is dispelling the external force of the evil god trapped in Masao's body!

Kacha~

Just when Basheng thought he had found a way to restrain the evil god's spell, the Horse Talisman suddenly opened a crack, and then exploded into dozens of fragments.

The horse charm is ruined!

However, this result is actually reasonable.

The Horse Talisman's rating is only 6 stars, and the evil god is at least a top 7 star. Even with the existence of 8 stars, removing its external power has indeed exceeded the capabilities of the Horse Talisman.

But it wasn't completely ineffective. Anyway, Basheng felt that the cold feeling that had been lingering on him had quietly faded away.

It's a pity that the horse charm is such a useful prop. I originally wanted to keep it as a graduation gift for Metkai.

"Basei, you're okay!"

When Basheng was still melancholy, Tsunade suddenly threw him to the ground crying and laughing, hugging his neck tightly, not wanting to let go at all.

"Master's majesty has been completely lost!"

Although he said he disliked it, Basheng himself did not reject it at all.

The blood flowing out of the Horse Talisman was barely replenished. Basara, who was in an extremely anemic state, stubbornly raised his arms, hugged Tsunade, and pressed him tightly to his chest.

Never doubt the potential of an old porn star in this situation!

However, potential cannot be used as energy after all. In just one minute, Basheng completely lost his strength and collapsed softly on the ground.

"Yes, you need to have a good rest."

Tsunade also reacted, and like a virtuous wife who took care of her seriously ill husband, she placed Basheng carefully and flatly, took off her coat, and covered Basheng.

"Is this the Marsh Bone Forest?"

Not having the energy to do anything bad, Basio could only briefly appreciate his surroundings.

The environment is not as harsh as expected.

The most abundant thing in Shigu Forest is trees. In the outside world, the term "towering ancient tree" is an exaggerated compliment, but here, it is a real adjective.

Basao couldn't see in the distance. The tree above his head stretched to the end of the sky, which was beyond his sight.

When he tilted his head, the trunks of several trees around him looked like vertical and horizontal wooden walls. At a glance, it was difficult to feel their curvature.

"Oh! By the way! Where is the Slug Immortal?"

Basheng suddenly wanted to meet the founder of one of the three holy places.

These old guys didn't know how many years they had lived. With their knowledge, they might know the origin and weaknesses of the evil god.

"I'm right here, Basao-chan."

A slug only as big as a palm floated down from the air on a giant leaf and landed beside Basei and Tsunade.

"You? Didn't you say that Slug Sage is so big that even with Tsunade's chakra, he can channel less than one-tenth of it? You..."

Basao was so surprised that the little slug introduced himself.

"What's the benefit of becoming so big? It's inconvenient to live in, and it's hard to sleep and turn over. Wouldn't it be easier to do anything after splitting like this?"

Slug Sage climbed onto Tsunade's shoulder and asked doubtfully.

This explanation left Basio speechless. He could only say that his mind was completely blocked by the settings, and he had no idea that Slug Sage was usually so playful.

"Slug Immortal, I want to ask you something. Evil God, do you know what's going on?"

Basheng got rid of the entanglement and focused on the problem of the evil god.

Now he may still be bound to the evil god's spell. If it is not resolved, Basheng may not be able to leave the wet bone forest for the rest of his life.

"This……"

Slug Sage's hesitant state was obviously telling Basheng that something was wrong, but he was too hesitant to say it.

Basheng was waiting impatiently. He rolled his eyes and suddenly remembered something interesting.

"Slug Immortal, I order you now to tell me the source of the evil god!"

Basao suddenly asked Slug Sage to tell him the answer in a commanding tone that was unquestionable and majestic.

"Pure land...well..."

As if unable to resist Basheng's order, Slug Sage said one word subconsciously, and then immediately covered his mouth alertly, looking at Basheng in horror.