Heroes of Konoha

The bright red blood flowed all over the ground along the broken finger, which was extremely dazzling.

Seeing such a bloody scene, the children were immediately frightened one by one. Some even struggled to escape, but of course they were tightly held by the cultists who were responsible for them one-on-one.

There was no crutch in Zha's hand. He just threw the crutch and killed Bai Mu. He walked over and came to the front of a little boy with a runny nose and crying. He touched his head with his rough hands and said with a smile: " Children, do not be afraid. Soon you will be bathed in the glory of the evil god, and then you will become a believer of the great evil god like me."

The premise is that you will not die. He added in his heart, and threatened with a smile: "You all just need to cooperate and stop crying and making trouble, otherwise this kid will be your role model."

The children watched Bai Mu fall to the ground, moving and moving, as if he was dead. They were suddenly frightened and did not dare to make trouble. Even the little boy did not dare to cry anymore. He just sniffed back and forth, under the big hands of the sprite. Shivering.

"How good." After finishing speaking, Fu Jing came over, respectfully held up the crutches with both hands, and complimented enthusiastically: "Master Priest Shenwei, with just one stroke of your power, you can curse and kill this stubborn man. Imp"

"The kid isn't dead, but he's pretty much the same. All my power comes from the gift of the great evil god." After he finished speaking proudly, he glanced at Fujing coldly, "The power of your curse just now didn't seem to have any effect on the kid. The effect, I am very disappointed, it seems that your belief in the evil god is not enough."

"Master Priest, my belief in the great evil god is stronger than anyone else, except for you." Fu Jing said enthusiastically, with fanatical flames flashing in his eyes. Xiao saw this and patted him with satisfaction. Shoulder: "In that case, I leave this kid's mission to you. Go and receive more glory from the evil god."

"Priest, I"

Fu Jing's face turned pale in an instant, but Xiao ignored him and walked back to the group of believers. Everyone stood in silence, waiting for Hidan's arrival, and the room fell into an eerie silence.

Bai Mu was not dead, but fell to the ground unable to move. His heart was clenched as if it had been pierced, and every beat seemed to pull at the wound, sending him suffocating pain.

He was very sure that his chest had not been pierced by a sharp object. This power seemed to appear out of thin air and activate inner vision.

He was immediately frightened, and saw a black thing running along his chest, through his heart, and straight to his back, as if a black stick-shaped object had pierced him, but it was not an entity, Bai Mu's There were no real wounds on the heart or chest, but the pain it caused was real, and the damage was almost consistent with the real wounds. It was worthy of the curse mentioned by the priest.

The power of the curse was like gangrene attached to the bone, stuck in his heart, making him unable to move at all. He had a feeling that this power had not yet reached its true peak, and the power at the peak could directly harvest his life.

But if the situation is not resolved now, his life will basically be harvested.

Since it is a cursed power, there must be a corresponding method to get rid of it. I still remember the last time that his energy could touch Tsunade's medical chakra. Although this cursed power does not seem to be chakra, it is all power, reaching the same goal in different ways.

Thinking of this, a qi rose from the sea of ​​qi and entangled the curse power. The two did touch each other. Since they could touch, it meant that the qi could be used to drive away the curse power.

However, the influence of forces is reciprocal.

Different from medical chakra, which has positive characteristics such as gentleness and healing, the characteristics of curse power are negative and has a strong offensive nature. As soon as the qi touches the curse power, black intention will erode along the qi, as if To swallow up the energy.

Bai Mu forcibly pulled with Qi, but he couldn't move. Instead, the Qi was gradually eroded by the curse power. He quickly controlled the Qi to break away from the curse power. At this moment, he faintly felt that the scope of the black intention had expanded.

There is a feeling of adding fuel to the fire, which will only make the curse power more out of control. You can't mess with it, but what if you don't mess with it? There won't be any good results if you wait.

How to do

Suddenly, another needle-like curse force penetrated his body, very close to the curse force in his heart.

Fu Jing came back here with a pale face. When he saw Bai Mu lying unconscious on the ground, his eyes suddenly turned resentful. It was this guy's meaningless resistance that not only ended up falling here, but also made him certain to die. Sacrifice, damn it

When he thought of the priest saying that Bai Mu was not dead, he immediately took out the straw man with a big hole in his chest, took out a thin needle, and plunged it into the straw man, pulled it out, stuck it again, and pulled it out again. tie.

In this case, before you die, you little devil, I will torture you well

Internal perspective.

The two cursed forces formed a sharp contrast. The black one of the demon was very thick and as thick as a rolling pin, while the one of Fujing was as thin as a needle. Although it also looked black, it was only light.

Comparing the two, it is just like the difference between boss and mobs. Go ahead and gain some experience by killing the mobs first.

A stream of energy entangled in the needle-shaped curse power, and pulled hard. This time, it was easier to pull the curse power, all the way to the arm, but where to send the curse power out of the body was a problem.

Bai Mu thought about it, anyway, his index finger had exploded just now, and he felt numb from the pain, as if he had no index finger anymore. In this case, he would send the curse power here with all his strength. It would be best if he could drive it away smoothly. Even if there was an accident, Anyway, my index finger is destroyed, no matter how much it is destroyed, it won’t make any difference.

Before he could successfully deliver the cursed power to its destination, another cursed power invaded. He had no time to take care of it, and because the cursed power was too close to his heart, it was like bringing food to a glutton's mouth. He breathed a sigh of relief and swallowed it directly.

Let me go, this curse power is already strong enough. If it swallows a smaller curse power and becomes stronger, then he is not dead yet.

He didn't have time to think more, so he just used Qi to forcefully pull it away, snatching the food from the tiger's mouth, and directly pulled the cursed power away and delivered it to his index finger.

Suddenly, he faintly noticed that the curse force as thick as a rolling pin seemed to be smaller by a small amount. This was Bai Mu's slight realization. When the third curse force entered, Bai Mu took the initiative to send it to Taotie's mouth.

The thick black absorbed the light black and became slightly lighter, as if it had been diluted, and the newly combined curse power could not be integrated with the original curse power in the center for a while.

Bai Mu once again pulled the curse power away, and Taotie faintly became smaller again. Sure enough, according to his understanding, this is like picking up something. High-density things naturally have enough weight, and if you don't have enough strength, you won't be able to lift them. But if the density is diluted and the weight is reduced, it can be carried within the strength range.

The same is true for the power of the curse. With the constant help from Fu Jing, the power of the curse is diluted and then transferred to the index finger bit by bit, like ants moving.

However, after the curse power was sent to the index finger, it did not escape in the air as Bai Mu hoped. Instead, it really wrapped around the phalange like gangrene on the bone. Between the blood red and the bone white, there was a faint third... color, an unknown black.

Half an hour passed, but Hidan hadn't arrived yet. He frowned. Although Hidan was very important, in half an hour, it would be time to open the altar once a month. This was the will of the evil god, and he couldn't violate it.

The opening of the altar requires the sacrifice of life to warm it up.

After giving the order, the two men, one woman and three children at the front were thrown into the altar. The hot spring water was not deep and only covered the altar about half a foot deep. Therefore, the three children sat in the hot spring water with their upper bodies exposed. out.

"The ceremony begins."

Oh, it hurts. Mom and Dad, please help me. It hurts.

A series of shrill screams sounded, lingering in Bai Mu's ears, making him furious and yelled: "Stop"

No one listened to him, and the children's screams continued.

The disabled hands couldn't exert force, and Bai Mu couldn't do it even if he wanted to, but he couldn't pretend to be dead, so he squirmed and struggled to get up.

open one's eyes.

There was nothing wrong, the light finally returned after months of absence. Tsunade's medical treatment was indeed extraordinary, and the excitement in her heart was simply indescribable.

But why is it such a dark scene when we see it?

The light emitted by the lamps illuminated the dark mountain walls, but it could not illuminate the darkness of the human heart. I saw three believers standing outside the altar, facing three children respectively, holding the same straw man in their hands, holding thin needles of cow hair, and pricking the straw man. Every time they pricked, the three children let out a scream. .

The black gas floating on the hot spring penetrated into the bodies of the three children. Although they screamed in pain, they seemed to be bound by some kind of power and could not move, let alone escape, but their expressions became darker and darker. A disastrous defeat, the fire of life is constantly fading.

The rest of the believers just watched with eager faces, and the few who watched with cold eyes were probably considered not to be deeply poisoned.

Bai Mu's yelling to stop him was useless. He wanted to run over, but the believer next to him reacted quickly, and several believers moved out to capture him.

"You bastards, stop this bullshit ceremony."

"This is a ceremony for the evil god to select his followers. You, a heretic, are seeking death by making disrespectful remarks." The believer on the left punched Bai Mu in the stomach. Bai Mu gritted his teeth and said desperately, "Stop, you guys are like this. Continue the curse. They will die. Even if you want to recruit believers, you will still be alive."

"Humph, the curse is the power given to believers by the great evil god. Children who are favored by the evil god will naturally survive. Those who die are just heretics who cannot bathe in the glory of the evil god."

Zhao walked over with a cane, staring at Bai Mu with a slightly strange look in his eyes. Bai Mu stopped shouting, because facing this group of cultists, even if he shouted ten thousand times, he would not be able to inspire their compassion. .

The painful screams of the three children became weaker and weaker, just like the fire of their lives. The children who witnessed this scene were almost swallowed up by fear. Everyone was afraid that they would be next.

The victim cannot be saved by begging for mercy from the perpetrator.

Then

Bai Mu took a deep breath and suddenly taunted: "What kind of power is given by the evil god? This bullshit curse can only bully children. Why don't I feel anything at all? It seems that your evil god is also bullshit, you?"

At first, Fu Jing, the always resentful grass-roots man, was really surprised. He couldn't understand how he could still take possession of it after being cursed. But then he felt ecstasy in his heart. He didn't understand that it didn't matter. As long as he understood that the scapegoat appeared again, It was enough that he survived.

Immediately, he grabbed Bai Mu's head, pulled it back and forth hard, and said sternly: "Master Priest, heretics don't know whether to live or die. Only by letting him feel the power of the evil god himself can he understand the greatness of the evil god we believe in."

Bai Mu was so dizzy that he could not speak, but he was still able to put on a deeply disdainful expression on his face. Xiao was stimulated and shouted coldly: "Throw him into the altar."

plop~

Bai Mu fell on the altar and lay down. The hot spring water touched his head, and only some silver hair floated up. He wanted to raise his head from the water, but a force restrained Bai Mu and didn't want him to move. There was probably something here at the altar. Techniques such as body-holding techniques exist.

However, the restraining power of the holding technique is not too strong. It is probably used to restrain children or ordinary people, but it is not enough to deal with ninjas with certain strength. Bai Mu spent a lot of effort, successfully stood up, and sat cross-legged on the altar, but did not take the opportunity to leave the altar.

Bai Mu just continued to show an expression of contempt.

"Fu Jing, it's up to you," Zha ordered, and Fu Jing started to stab people again, which of course was useless.

However, Bai Mu discovered that every time Fu Jing penetrated the hot spring, a trace of the black gas floating on the hot spring would penetrate into Bai Mu's body. Fu Jing's curse was stronger than before. It seemed that this altar , can enhance the power of the curse.

But it was still far from enough. Fu Jing was covered in cold sweat. Bai Mu seemed not to feel anything at all. He looked like he was watching a monkey show: "Look, doesn't this fully prove that the evil god is useless at all?"

"You stay here," Fu Jing yelled angrily with a cold sweat on his head. He suddenly felt a pain in his back and was knocked out by Zha Yi's cane: "Get out of here, you loser."

The person designated by the devil is his confidant. The curse power is among the best among the believers. He sees the confidant take the blood from him and smear it on the straw man. Cursing a specific person requires specific blood as a medium. Bai Mu keeps it in mind.

The confidants also began to stab the grass people, and a curse power about the thickness of a thumb invaded Bai Mu's body. The bigger and darker, the stronger the curse power. Bai Mu sent the curse power to his index finger with a little effort.

The sarcasm on Bai Mu's face became even stronger: "I don't feel it at all. Is there really an evil god? Or, if the evil god's power is only enough to deal with children who have no power to restrain a chicken, then the so-called evil god is What bullshit are you talking about? I’m talking about the three of you. Stop bullying the children and come and deal with me. You have no confidence. It seems that you also understand that the evil god is just bullshit."

"You" The three believers stopped the ceremony and angrily wanted to give Bai Mu a taste of the power, but Xiao was not fooled and let them continue to torture the child. They selected the other three believers, together with the two who had just failed, to attack Bai Mu. curse.

The curse power invades continuously. Fortunately, each time the curse power is activated, it takes a certain amount of time to accumulate, instead of being able to activate it easily with just one needle. Otherwise, if a cultist has ten needles per second, even if the power of a curse is weak, it can be activated simply by quantity. Torturing people to death is not invincible anymore

Fortunately, Bai Mu had already prepared. When clearing the curse power from his body, he did not just remove it blindly, but tried every means to enhance the effect of Qi on the curse power and increase the clearing ability, because he thought he would use it.

Now, Shiraki, who is well prepared, can always remove the curse that is constantly invading his body without showing any signs of abnormality. The expression on his face is only infuriating contempt, and his facial expressions and language undoubtedly mean that everyone here is garbage.

This caused more believers to curse him.

Very good, that's it, this is the effect you want, focus on him as hard as you can, and don't worry about those children anymore.

However, firmly attracting hatred with his form is only temporary. Even if he can use the power of Qi to solve the curse, as long as the believers get angry and stab him a few times, which is convenient and beneficial, he will definitely die.

Then will the children be let go?

There is no doubt that the outcome of this situation is doomed. If it is delayed for a while at most, he and the children will still be unable to escape death.

Bai Mu tried his best to think about how to reverse all this.