Pirate's Nest Order

Shizune carefully carried Naruto Uzumaki, Tsunade and Jiraiya also looked solemn, Kakashi covered his eye sockets, hot blood dripped down his fingers, but he was thrown to the ground like a snake avoiding a scorpion, but I didn't dare to get blood on my body anymore.

The sticky faceless bloody monster turned into a human being, and, from the apostle's dialogue, words similar to "resurrection" seemed to be mentioned...

The feeling of horror, palpitation, and terror floated along with the sticky smell of blood, and the blood in the field of vision suddenly became more than ten times thicker, and the mania that penetrated into the breath along the nose made the heart pump blood uncontrollably, and the blood flowed all over the body. The blood vessels under the skin tissue became thick and protruding, as if they were about to burst and explode at any moment.

Especially in Kakashi's bleeding eye sockets, there was a bone-eroding sting, as if deep in the eye hole, there was a hot blood-colored tide hitting the eye bones in waves, eager to penetrate the hole and spurt out.

The stitched scar on Jiraiya's chest also floated up densely and protruding at a speed visible to the naked eye, red and purple, like a ferocious centipede struggling to break out of its body.

"Tsk tsk tsk... the fragrance of blood is really intoxicating. I haven't tasted it for a long time."

Dalaran's lips turned a gloomy red, and the corners of his red and purple lips parted to reveal his white teeth. He sucked his nose vigorously, his eyes fixed on Kakashi greedily, dripping blood on the ground between his fingers. Blood is obviously a shameful waste, "I smell it, the temperature of your blood is just right for tasting."

Kakashi's heart palpitated, he felt endless malice rushing towards his face, and the other rounded eyes saw Dalaran's arm raised flat, the evil red light flowed, and countless blood vessels emerged from the entire arm The piercing force pierced through the skin, turning into a surging tide of blood, like ghosts baring their teeth and claws, shrieking towards Kakashi with terrifying screams.

"The Toad's Mouth Binding Technique!"

Jiraiya grabbed Kakashi and dragged him behind him. He quickly formed seals with his hands. The air around him suddenly deformed strangely. Some kind of wet flesh membrane emerged from the air, like the intestines of some animal. With the rapid squeezing of air, the sour and pungent rotten smell washed away the smell of blood.

"withdraw!"

A few leapt away under his feet, and the "intestine and stomach wall" behind him quickly closed, wrapping both the apostle and Orochimaru inside. People crushed them.

"Can you trap those monsters?"

Kakashi gritted his teeth and asked as he stared at the ugly rolling wall of flesh tens of meters long.

"The apostle's methods are too weird, we know too little information, let's withdraw first!" Jiraiya glanced at the wriggling and squeezing flesh wall, it was the Mt. The stomach lining of the stomach, and generally speaking, enemies trapped inside will be corroded and digested by the acid.

"Get out now!"

Jiraiya lifted Naruto Uzumaki on his shoulders, and headed towards the distant woods.

There was a violent collision sound from the fleshy wall behind him, the ugly fleshy wall trembled exaggeratedly, stinky pus splashed on the ground, and the overwhelmed trees were immediately corroded and turned into a pool of green water.

Tsunade, Kakashi, and Shizune's expressions changed at the same time, and they quickly followed Jiraiya and fled into the woods...

Hee hee hee hee hee...

Countless scarlet tentacles pierced into the sticky flesh wall amid the splash of blood, immediately poking out dense holes. Then, they were corroded by the exploding acid and turned into sour black water, dripping down the thick stomach wall to the ground. It also turned into a squirming wall of flesh, with ugly tumors rolling over the soles of the apostle's shoes.

Orochimaru held the Kusanagi sword upside down in his hand, hacking at the rolling tumor at his feet, while a pair of eyes wandered around the apostle's body, the more contact he got, the more weird and mysterious the apostle became. Refreshing his cognition over and over again.

Now another strange apostle was suddenly "resurrected", and in a way he had never seen before, Orochimaru's heart was shocked.

"There are no chakra fluctuations, atomization, mirrors, blood, rust-like bugs, and this kind of weird resurrection..." Orochimaru narrowed his eyes into slits, and the golden snake pupils seemed to contain extremely complicated things. mood.

Fear, curiosity, longing... Orochimaru rubbed a ring on his finger, and a very dangerous thought appeared in his mind uncontrollably.

"Dalaran, your dessert is escaping!"

The rubber soles of the boots were engulfed by tumors, and the touch from the soles of the feet made Gana frowned. He gently crushed an eyeball with his fingertips, and the shattered lens dust floated in the air and turned into a transparent surface. Mirror, Gana stepped into it with one step, and his body disappeared into the wall of flesh immediately.

outside.

The mirror emerged, Gana's body walked out of the mirror, his white eyes with blue veins pierced through the dense forest, he looked at Konoha and his party who had fled away, curled his lips boredly, and had no intention of continuing to pursue .

Obviously, the eyes of the remaining people in Konoha did not attract Gana's interest, or in other words, his taste has been adopted by "Sharingan", and ordinary eyes are no longer on his collection list.

boom!

The black mist condensed into a ferocious sickle, and a steel-like cold luster appeared on the sickle. The moment the sickle struck down, the terrifying force penetrated the air to form a thin black light, and the thick flesh wall was torn apart instantly. A deep ravine was opened, leaving only a thin flesh film, which was then swallowed up by the influx of black mist, and the endless rust bugs bitten the flesh film crazily.

Smoker tore the rotten flesh membrane with both hands, stepped out from the inside, Orochimaru followed behind without any effort, turned around and looked at Dalaran.

But there was no trace of Dalaran behind him, only a twisting ripple remained, like a blood-colored vortex, and there was still a greedy and sinister banter in the air, as if it had penetrated the forest and echoed into the distance: "I am Dalaran! As long as there is still a drop of blood flowing from his prey, he will never escape..."

Tread, step, step...

The figure jumping on the treetops was running fast, and no one seemed to be chasing behind it. The expressions of Jiraiya and others relaxed slightly, and suddenly they smelled a cold smell of blood seeping into their noses.

"Where are you going to escape? Your eyes are on me, don't you want to take them back?" The gloomy voice echoed behind him, Ji Lai also waited for his expression to change.

Kakashi's face turned even paler. He felt that the voice was not only coming from behind, but more like it sounded directly in his mind. Cold goosebumps arose on his neck, as if there was an invisible The ghost shadow hangs heavily on his neck.