Heroes of Konoha

Beside the altar, the believers each held a cursed straw man and pricked the needles rhythmically, as if there really was an evil god's power passing from the straw man to the children. However, the strength of this curse was not worthy of the name of God. The fragile children were not cursed to death quickly, but screamed and cried in pain one after another, but an adult using a big-eared melon seed in battle can also have this effect.

The only strange thing is that the black air in the hot spring water seems to be driven by countless forces, boiling and becoming more and more intense.

Gradually, even the white wood lying on the altar could no longer be seen outside, and the figures of the believers were hidden outside the increasingly dense black air.

Bai Mu shouted to stop, but it was in vain. The failure of resistance just now turned his body into a broken basket, and the blood in his body continued to flow out of the hole. Every drop of blood that left took away a bit of his resistance strength. Soon, even his remaining resistance strength disappeared, but the blood still continued to flow, as if he would not stop until it flowed cleanly.

Bai Mu was lying on his back, with only half of his face exposed outside the hot spring water. He did not see anything strange happening underneath him, that is, on the altar. His blood did not flow into a pool, nor did it overlap with the hot spring water. Eventually it was diluted to a pulp.

The blood is still one body, as if there is some kind of force that separates the hot springs. There are grooves on the altar, and the blood flows along the grooves. Gradually, one is dyed red by blood, and the white and black hot spring water is incomparable. A dazzling pattern appeared, a pattern with a triangle in a circle.

This pattern is the religious symbol of the Evil God Cult. As the base of the Evil God Cult, there are not many such patterns. They are worn as ornaments, carved on stone walls, or even directly carved on the bodies of believers. The only difference is that the ones on the altar This pattern is particularly large, and the outermost circle almost occupies the entire altar.

The position where the white wood was nailed to the altar happened to be in the middle of the triangle pattern. There was a gap between the periphery of each side of the triangle and the circle. Children were placed in each gap, one by one forming a row, a total of Three rows surround the white wood, forming a second triangle, which is symmetrical with the blood-red religious symbols, giving it an even more bizarre cult feel.

Time passed minute by minute, and noon arrived. It was the most intense moment of the day, but no matter how powerful the sun outside was, it couldn't shine into this place deep in the mountain.

"The great power of the evil god is coming. You all should feel the greatness of the evil god. Those who believe in the evil god will have eternal life."

As the demon held up the silver religious ornaments symbolizing the status of the priest and shouted loudly, the believers also raised their hands like a forest, shouting slogans of eternal life, and stared at the altar feverishly, looking forward to what was about to happen.

Bah, bah, bah, as if there was a leaking sound somewhere, neither high nor low, and a red feeling began to spread outwards, as if the blood was dissolved in the hot spring water, and the dissolving speed was very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, Bai Mu body The hot spring water turned into a rich red color like plasma, and was very viscous. A super pungent bloody smell came out. Compared with the bloody smell of Shiraki's blood, it was simply... The difference between light draft beer and highly dry beer.

And he couldn't shed so much blood.

Lian Heiqi seemed to succumb to the blood redness and rolled back, as if it had been swallowed up. There was a little black in the blood redness, like plasma that had been in contact with the air for a while.

The blood red soon spread, with the white wood as the center, dyeing all the surrounding hot spring water blood red, and there was no sign of being diluted. Instead, it seemed to violate the laws of nature. The more it did, the redder it became, and it was so dazzling. .

The red blood concealed the triangle pattern and spread towards the children. Seeing this, a believer with a small status in the church couldn't help but remind him: "Priest, please let these children evacuate from the altar first?"

"No need, the evil god will choose the believers he truly cares about."

Xiao made a decision, and the result was that the blood quickly spread to the feet of the children, starting with the first child. This child seemed to be about the same age as Shiraki. Originally, he was still immersed in the pain caused by the power of the curse. He screamed in pain, but suddenly the screams of pain stopped in an instant. He just fell into the blood, his eyes open, his face full of horror, and no wounds could be seen on his body, as if he had been directly killed by the god of death. It's like taking away the soul.

With the fall of the first child, it was as if dominoes were knocked over. Children fell one after another. Wherever the blood red filled the altar, children fell. When the blood red filled the entire altar, the believers used the power of curse to toss it. All the children who had not been tortured to death after a long time all fell down. This is the most poisonous poison. If you touch it, you will die.

When the believers saw this, they either gulped down or sucked in cold air. There was both fanatical pursuit and deep fear in their eyes. What they saw in front of them fully demonstrated the power of the evil god. I heard that this was just the power of a drop of the evil god's blood. But even so, it is not something that humans can resist. Only those who are favored by the evil gods can obtain the power of immortality. If they can obtain

Xiao had already known that he had expected this scene. He just observed the expressions of the believers and secretly expressed his satisfaction. Although the loss of these children made him feel a little distressed, there was nothing he could do about it. Who told Bai Mu to open his mouth and talk nonsense? In the hearts of the believers, Having planted the seeds of instability, he simply used this visually impactful scene to drive it away. Under the power of the evil god, no one could shake it.

His eyes returned to the altar again, and he saw that Bai Mu had his eyes closed, his face was pale, his teeth were biting his lips tightly, and they were bleeding, and they were hidden in the blood. Everyone could see that Bai Mu was enduring the pain. Suffering, but no one who has not experienced it personally knows how intense the pain is.

Just endure it, endure it with all your strength, the longer you endure it, the better. Let’s see if you, a self-proclaimed believer like you, can withstand the power of the evil god for even one minute.

I still remember that not long ago, he recruited a landlord to join the cult. He used the landlord's money to hire a powerful ninja, and together they captured a jounin from the country of Tang who was pursuing his information about the evil cult. He naturally became a sacrifice, and he was worthy of being a jounin. He held on for a record-breaking minute, but in the end he could not withstand the power of the evil god and died.

The blood red in front of me, even though it was a large area soaked in the entire altar, the blood of several elephants was not that much, but it was actually just a drop of the evil god's blood, a drop smaller than a little fingernail, but its influence was huge. Surprisingly, not only does it affect the hot spring water gushing out here, the so-called black energy is the product of the influence. When the altar is opened once a month, the hot spring water will be directly converted into a form like plasma, which is remarkable.

The Blood of the Evil God, as the name suggests, is the blood of the Evil God. This name comes from the original Evil God Cult. The original Evil God Cult was much more powerful than his Evil God Cult hidden in the mountains. The founder was his father, who is said to be the old one. Dad, but he is just an illegitimate son, so his status is basically the same as that of a servant in the family, but it is probably because of this that he escaped that disaster.

Xiao Yao thought back to those days, and still remembered that day, when his father, who was in his late 70s and 80s, was about to die soon. He had gained the trust of his third brother with his intelligence and wisdom, and was preparing to instigate a heritage war. He was looking forward to seizing chestnuts from the fire and becoming a leader. The final big winner, but before he could start jumping up and down, his ambition was shattered by an incredible sight. The dying dad suddenly turned black beard and hair overnight, looking almost like a strong man, even stronger than him. Several of the eldest brothers look younger, which makes people wonder if they are pretending to be others.

In the end, Dad proved that he was Dad with ruthless means. His appearance became younger, but his skills were still the same. He easily suppressed the discordant voices in the family, and he could only put away his thoughts. Find out the whole story first, and then seek for family property.

But when he understood the whole story, everything had changed. His father spent all his wealth and founded an organization aimed at studying the blood of the evil god that his father did not know where he got it from. At first, the blood of the evil god had no name, but because of its The incredible magic gradually got a name, and because everyone who came into contact was amazed and even awed by it, an atmosphere of worshiping the blood of the evil god gradually formed. This was the prototype of the evil god religion.

But he didn't admire him. He was more dissatisfied that his father would rather waste the family's wealth on such meaningless things, but was so stingy that he refused to give him any. However, he was well aware of his embarrassing position and was not like his elder brothers. He objected as loudly as his younger brother, but pretended to believe it, flattered his father, and gradually gained his father's trust. His father invested all his money in this evil cult, and as long as he Now that you have taken control of the Evil God Cult, are you still worried about not having any money?

This is what he thought, but gradually this idea began to waver. Because he gained the trust of his father, he gradually learned many secrets about the blood of the evil god, and even became a researcher himself, and realized it more deeply. The mystery and power contained in the blood of the evil god.

But this was not enough. It was not until Hidan's arrival one day many years later that he was truly shocked by the power of the evil god.

At that time, Hidan was not the Apostle of the Evil God today, enjoying the treatment of the highest S-class wanted criminal in the ninja world. At that time, Hidan was just an ordinary one among countless experiments. His strength was at the level of a genin at most, except for his brain-dead arrogance. There is nothing more to say. Just because of his bad mouth, he offended a cultist who was on a mission outside. He was beaten until his nose was black and his face was swollen and he was caught. He became the most unlucky experimental subject.

Yes, the experimental subjects are the most unlucky. No one denies the power of the evil god's blood, but whoever becomes an experimental subject will only die, without exception, until

Hidan became the only exception. No one knew the reason, but it happened so suddenly. Dad and even the believers were ecstatic and tried to continue to control Hidan for experimental research, but something no one could have imagined happened. Suddenly, Hidan, who was no different from a useless person, suddenly became extremely terrifying. His strength did not increase by a point or two, but doubled, even several times, or ten times.

He also witnessed true immortality with his own eyes. Even if his father became younger, he would still die. He knew it from the moment Hidan chopped off his father's head with his sword, but he also saw Hidan being chopped off with his own eyes. His head was cut off, his limbs were cut off several times, and his heart was even pierced. This is a fatal injury for every human being. But Hidan not only did not die, but he seemed to be fine afterward, with only the faint scars on his body. Prove to him that all this is not an illusion, and the broken marks will soon disappear, this is true immortality.

What kind of power can turn a useless Hidan into such an immortal and terrifying existence?

While he was thinking about this problem, Hidan was still killing the believers. Who could resist such an immortal existence? Originally, the Evil God Cult should be completely destroyed, and all believers could not escape this killing, but Suddenly someone with a blessed soul said that Hidan was an apostle of the evil god, and they were followers of the evil god, so Hidan shouldn't kill them.

As a result, the demon-like Hidan stopped his killing spree and looked very interested. Seeing this, the believers spoke out one after another and fully demonstrated the logic of evil gods, apostles, and believers. This kind of nonsense was clearly deceiving people. He should have laughed in his heart, but in the end he couldn't laugh out loud and instead racked his brains to join in.

In this way, the doctrine was released, and the Evil God Cult, which was originally designed to study the blood of the Evil God, later became a missionary Evil God Cult.

And at that moment, he understood that maybe the evil god didn't exist. The evil god really existed. Hidan was the best embodiment of the existence of the great evil god, and he also wanted to get the evil god's favor and obtain this immortal power.

Hmm~ Bai Mu let out a low groan.

When Xiao came back to his senses, how long had it passed? Was it one minute, two minutes, or more?

He looked at Bai Mu, his appearance was still the same pale, and he was still not dead.

Wait a little longer.

Xiao began to become anxious, and time passed through his heart second by second, as if every second was a long time, which made his heart tighten.

Not dead, why not dead yet? Why is it still the same as before? Even though it looks painful, it is not dead. Time that can be fatal every second seems to have stopped on this guy. Even if he is not dead, at least his image is not dead. It’s time to become transparent.

For every sacrifice that cannot bear the blood of the evil god, the blood of the evil god will devour them until even the dregs are left.

but

Could it be that this guy is really the apostle of the evil god as he claims?

A flash of fear flashed through Xiao's heart, and his expression became fierce. Hidan was the first to become an apostle, and only he could become the second. Absolutely

If the blood of the evil god can't make Bai Mu die, then he has to do it himself. He has to kill this possibility with his own hands.

He took a step forward, targeting the unconscious and irresistible Shiraki.