C141 Everyone Here Is Trash
C141 Everyone Here Is Trash
The color of ink quickly spread across the surface of Hidan's body. In the blink of an eye, the surface of Hidan's body was covered with mysterious black patterns.
His feet moved back and forth, instantly forming an inner triangle, the outer circle of the Evil God Cult pattern.
Looking at this scene, The Soup State Leaders of nations's face was as pale as paper. Zhang Chao turned pale as a sheet and begged for mercy. No, please don't kill me. I can make your Evil God Cult a part of Soup State."
"No, I can give you the Leaders of nations as well. Please don't kill me."
The sound of begging echoed in the ruined hall.
A ferocious smile flashed across Hidan's face. He gripped the tail of the scythe tightly with both hands and walked to the center of the altar. He seemed to be laughing maniacally.
"It's too late. The only way to not respect the Evil God is to let you experience the pain of death. In your next life, I hope you can live forever under the protection of the Evil God."
No!
The Leaders of nations of Soup State roared in despair.
Unfortunately, all words appeared pale and powerless at this moment.
The sharp spear instantly pierced through Hidan's chest. Blood splashed everywhere.
The Soup State Leaders of nations's eyes widened, and it stared at Hidan with a face full of disbelief. His Adam's apple squirmed for a moment, and then he smashed heavily onto the ground, completely dead.
The huge ruins were covered with a layer of inexplicable dead silence.
"Saint, the elders have invited you." A man who was also covered by a black robe quickly rushed over from outside.
He landed respectfully at the edge of the altar. A trace of fear flashed across his face as he looked at Hidan, whose heart had been pierced through.
"What's wrong? Are you afraid of me?" The black and red patterns on Hidan's face quickly retreated. He pulled the spike out of his chest with a backhand, and a ferocious look appeared on his face.
"Damn it. Every time we hold a sacrifice ceremony, it hurts so much. Sooner or later, it will die from the pain."
The man who was standing respectfully at the side couldn't help but twitch his face when he heard these words.
This Saint in front of them was a type of cursed body that the Evil God Cult had spent a great deal of effort to develop.
Although he didn't know any Ninjutsu, he possessed an undying body and a powerful curse power.
It was enough to make the entire Ninja tremble in fear.
Unfortunately, using the entire Evil God Cult's full strength was only an example of how Hidan was successfully cultivated.
Although the others also obtained some undying abilities through the power of the curse, they could at most reach a partial form.
Compared to Hidan, this freak, it was simply like comparing goods to goods.
"Humph, that group of old men. Didn't they ask me to go back to let them study it?" Hidan stood up in disdain and said, "If there is a chance, I will kill them and give the Evil God a generous gift."
"A group of old men who have lived for dozens of years are about to die of old age. Hurry up and serve the Evil God."
Hearing these unbridled words, the muscles on the man's face twitched, but he did not dare to berate them.
In the Evil God Cult, Hidan, who had a strange personality and was constantly stabbing his knife in the back and declaring that he was going to sacrifice himself, was already used to it.
Of course, in Hidan's eyes, this was a forced revenge against the elders of the Evil God Cult.
As for the three elders of the Evil God Cult, they acquiesced to Hidan's actions. As long as it wasn't a large-scale massacre, they didn't care about the lives of one or two ordinary people.
"Let's go. Hurry up and lead the way for me." Hidan stretched his body and took out a new set of black robes. After putting it on, he impatiently urged, "After seeing that group of old men, I still need to wait for those fun people to deliver themselves to me."
When the Evil God believers heard these words, it was as if they had been granted amnesty. They quickly turned around and led the way.
On the other hand, because the Soup State's medicinal Leaders of nationss offered a reward of 50 million taels, Bounty Hunter and the other forces all moved closer to Soup State.
Five figures dressed in scarlet robes of auspicious clouds rushed into the city gates and landed on the streets.
"There isn't a single person on the street. It seems like they are all imprisoned in the Evil God Cult." Kuraki said with a serious expression, "I hope the Leaders of nations in the Soup State is not attacked. Otherwise, this bounty mission will continue soon."
Along the way, they had found two or three cities that had been attacked. Compared to this deserted city that was used as a stronghold by the Evil God Cult, they had discovered two or three cities that had been attacked.
Along the way, they had also gathered a lot of information.
For some unknown reason, the Evil God Cult had requested to capture a large number of robust youths.
Her name was that she wanted to believe in the Evil God Cult, but many people in the dark would never return.
This caused the entire Soup State to panic. The Soup State's Leaders of nations could only turn to the underground black market after seeking help from the Earth Kingdom.
"They have caught up again." A member of the Xiao team who was in charge of sensing hurriedly looked behind him.
Soon, they saw a dozen figures landing behind them.
The leader was a man carrying a huge sword on his back.
"Haha, little beauty, my suggestion, are you really not going to consider it? I am the young master of Wind Demon's clan." The man took the lead and walked out of the crowd.
Konan frowned. A trace of disgust flashed across her face. She said, "Young Lord of Wind Devil, our Akatsuki has always completed our missions independently. I hope you do not continue to pester us. We have good intentions for you. I appreciate it. "
Young Lord of Wind Devil was not a group of people who escaped from the underground black market with Konan and the others.
On the way, he brought his family members and subordinates to the black market.
The moment they saw Konan, they took the initiative to curry favor with her and requested to join forces to eradicate the Evil God Cult.
"Haha, little beauty, you are too arbitrary. The Evil God Cult has been able to take root in the Soup State for such a long time. Their means and influence are definitely not small. The reason I suggested joining forces is for your safety." Young Lord of Wind Devil smiled dryly and walked closer.
However, he soon saw Kuraki blocking his way.
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"Young Lord of Wind Devil, please take care of yourself. The headquarters of the Evil God Cult is right in front of us. I hope you will prioritize your mission so that there will be no conflict between the two of us."
"You!
Young Lord of Wind Devil's expression froze. Anyone could hear the warning in his words.
However, when this trace of anger appeared on his face, it was quickly replaced by a mocking smile.
"Haha, this young master is the best. I won't bicker with some trash."
Kuraki's expression darkened. He was just about to retort, but when he saw two figures silently landing in front of the city gate, his expression changed drastically.
"Haha, this Young Lord of Wind Devil, I agree with what you just said. I also disagree with it." Qinyu smiled warmly and looked at Konan.
"If Kuraki is trash, I agree with him. But in my eyes, everyone here is trash. I advise you not to die. Go back to wash up and sleep."