Konoha's task master

Chapter 139 Immortal Evil God, Blood-robed Shaman

"Huhuhu..."

Yakumo took out a gas mask and put it on his face, and handed the second mask to Jiraiya at the same time. Although the body in sage mode has stronger resistance, it cannot be exposed to extremely high concentrations of sulfur vapor for a long time. Anyone can

One can imagine that the black passage is actually the entrance to a maze, rugged and twists and turns.

"Almost there..." Yakumo said softly.

The air in the cave not only smells of burning sulfur, but also has a strong smell of blood. It is completely bloody and cannot be concealed, just like a battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people died, but it also looks very evil.

The wall a few meters away from the two of them was covered with layers of dried plasma, like a wild and disorderly painting by a caveman in ancient times, with a triangle inside a circle vaguely visible.

Yakumo is very familiar with this thing, and with this style of bloody sacrifice, Yakumo instantly knew the enemy he needed to face.

"Praise, Lord Evil God." Yakumo whispered.

"What?" Jiraiya asked in confusion.

"Wait a minute... Never let the enemy get your blood during battle. If your blood is accidentally taken away, don't let him enter the ritual circle and swallow the blood, otherwise you and him will be tightly connected.

Together."

"What's the use of the link?" Jiraiya asked.

"If he gets hurt, you get hurt too...and they're immortal."

Jiraiya was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"It sounds like the enemy this time is a bit difficult to deal with..."

"It's not a big problem." Yakumo replied.

The two people and the cat continued to move forward, and the surrounding plasma became more and more. The walls, roof, and even the ground were covered with a thick layer of blood-colored mucus, but this mucus was not evaporated by the high temperature.

Ten minutes later, Milk Ball lifted the psychic spell.

What caught their eyes was a spacious sacrificial altar. The ground was covered with sticky plasma, and there were triangle patterns in the circle. It looked like a secret gathering place for a cult, or a church where sacrifices were made. The environment actually seemed...

A bit cool.

"Who are you?!"

Yakumo and Jiraiya immediately alerted the enemy.

The most attractive thing about that man was his pair of red eyes, but they were not Sharingan eyes, but a strange blood red color, as if blood was flowing inside the eyeballs. He was covered in a blood red robe, only revealing his pale and bloodless face.

Along with his questioning, a pair of blood-red eyes opened in the dim underground, and the evil aura gradually spread and gathered.

"Where is Shizune..." Yakumo pointed to the corner of the sacrificial altar, where Shizune was tied to the stone pillar with hemp ropes, her eyes closed tightly as if she had fallen into silence, and she was like a sacrifice waiting to be sacrificed on the altar.

Several girls were tied up next to Shizune in the same way, but they were tied tightly to the stone pillars. They slept quietly and peacefully, but their breathing was inaudible and could no longer be considered alive. Their limbs and bodies were extremely dry and thin, and their abdomens were

The high bulge seems to be pregnant with a demon, and the blue blood vessels crawl all over the abdomen, sucking the vitality of the mother's body.

"We are partners of justice!" Yakumo replied.

"Cool, we are partners of justice!"

Jiraiya laughed a little bit stinkingly.

"Believers, offer a grand ceremony to my god!"

Following the low roar of the blood-robed man, the other blood-pupiled men quickly began to run, their bare feet trampled in the thick blood, and most of them were naked.

The blood pupils ignited, the thin body gradually became plump, the arms and limbs were full of strength, and the blood lines spread along the eye sockets to the surrounding area.

"They are people, but they don't look like people."

They can breathe, but in those pairs of bloody eyes, there is only pure murderous intent and fanaticism, without any trace of rationality, and without any humanity.

"It is better to die than to live like this."

Yakumo shook his head gently, with compassion on his face.

"I send you to die out of mercy."

"Shadow Clone Technique!"

Yakumo created a shadow clone and quickly sneaked in the direction of Shizune. Although it was important to deal with the enemy, he did not forget that the goal of the mission was to rescue Shizune.

"Water Release, Unscientific Ninja Technique, Mercy!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of breaking through the air struck. Facing this kind of beast without any intelligence at all, there was no need to hide the chakra fluctuations and routes during the attack. All that was needed was to pursue pure and extremely terrifying violence.

Fist-sized water droplets instantly penetrated the chest, shattering the enemy's heart. The powerful impact pushed their forward bodies to the ground, and at the same time, Jiraiya formed a seal.

The water bombs knocked down the blood-eyed monsters one by one.

"Fire Release·Big Flame Bullet!"

In the narrow room, the fire began to roar and burn, and the air became thinner again. Jiraiya showed a confident smile and stared at the priest of the cult not far away.

"Before the throne of my god, believers will never die!"

The blood-robed priest roared toward the fire, his tone as firm as if he was announcing some kind of royal order, or giving orders on behalf of the evil god.

"Hohohohoho...!"

Accompanied by a low roar, those with blood pupils whose hearts had been destroyed struggled to get up, and the granulations quickly gathered and grew in the gaps on their chests.

The blood-eyed man rushed forward again, and the nails on his hands were lengthening at an extremely fast speed, evolving into the claws of wild beasts.

"Is he really immortal?"

Yakumo was not surprised. In the original work, Hidan, the mad believer of the evil god, could still scream loudly after being dismembered, let alone such a small wound through the heart.

The sad thing is that these blood-eyed people obtained this immortal body at the cost of giving up their humanity and reason.

"I'll do it!" Yakumo shouted softly.

The next second, the seal was broken.

The chakra in the body surged up and down, the double blades swept across, the silver blade spread rapidly outward, and dozens of people with blood pupil were cut directly in half.

"Believers of my god will never die!"

The blood-robed priest shouted again.

The flame gradually extinguished, and the blood-pupiled man got up again...

"drink!"

Yakumo shouted softly, and quickly swung his sword with both hands, slashing out silver or ink-colored sword swords, one after another, three, four, five... until the sky was filled with sword swords, and then they gathered into rain, and the rain gathered into rushing water.

Rivers, finally rushing rivers... converge into a black and white sea that can accommodate hundreds of rivers!

"Cover the sea!"

"Let's see how you can block the power of this sea!"

Dozens of blood-eyed people were washed away by the black and white torrent, and their bodies were gradually cut into pieces. For a while, the underground altar was full of broken arms and limbs, and some even had their internal organs cut off by extremely sharp knives.

.

"It's useless, my god's followers are immortal!"

The blood-robed priest was still shouting, his voice revealing unparalleled determination. He was like a god high in the clouds, overlooking the resistance of the two mortals.

The pieces of flesh on the ground actually came together under the influence of unknown forces, like a mysterious and complex puzzle gradually becoming complete, forming a new defensive barrier in front of the blood-robed priest.

"In this world, there will be no true immortality. When energy is spent to heal limbs, the energy consumed naturally needs to be replenished. The key to their secret technique of immortality is the layer of bloody mucus under our feet."

This is the law of conservation of energy.

Yakumo reminded in a low voice.

"Wall dance!"

The black and white millstones reappeared and quickly cut the bloody mucus on the ground and walls. At the same time, Yakumo exploded all his chakra, and the bright silver chakra gathered into a roaring thunder dragon, which collided heavily with the bloody mucus, and a massive amount of lightning chakra

Kara poured into the ground from Yakumo's body, destroying the unknown magic mark deep underground wantonly.

The recovery process of the blood-eyed people's limbs suddenly decayed at an extremely fast speed. The unknown technique was destroyed by Yakumo. They lost the ability to reassemble and gradually split until they were turned into pieces of flesh and scattered again.

The immortal formation is broken!

The eyes of the blood-robed priest changed, and then... two more blood-robed priests appeared at the other end of the altar in an instant.

"Konoha Sannin, Jiraiya."

"The unknown strong man."

"Offer a grand sacrifice to my god!"

Their voices were dry and hoarse, and their tone was fanatical, like a broken and leaking bellows. It was as if they hadn't spoken for a long time.

The man lifted his cloak, revealing a very young face, but it was still bloodless and frighteningly pale. Until the third man lifted his cloak, he revealed an energetic old man with white hair.

Youth, middle age, old age.

The three of them moved in sync, opening their blood robes, revealing their strong upper bodies and a long-handled three-edged sickle.

"Be careful not to draw blood." Yakumo reminded.

"good."

The three of them held their weapons and began to run towards Yakumo, throwing away the bloody long-handled three-edged sickle while running.

"Return and shake the knife."

Ding--

The three sickles were parried by Yakumo's two swords at the same time. In the next second, they flew upside down at a faster speed. On the other hand, Yakumo's shadow clone had already picked up the unconscious Shizune and ran towards the outside world.

"Earth Escape·Yellow Spring Marsh!"

Jiraiya began to support from the rear, and at the same time, he created shadow clones and began to drive away the beauty hunters around to prevent them from being affected by the aftermath of the battle.

"The Evil God's Curse!"

The old blood-robed priest bit his own finger, roared, and gathered blood-colored energy out of thin air to shoot a bloody shock wave at Yakumo.

"Rebellion!"

At the same time, the young and middle-aged priests attacked Yakumo at the same time, and the long-handled three-edged sickles in their hands continued to attack Yakumo's lower three paths.

The bright silver chakra is like a thread wrapped around the slender and murderous blade of Fu Mo. As the sword is swung, the silver blade network competes with the bloody shock wave.

Yakumo swung his sword with ease, and the next second the three of them were forced back at the same time. Very fine knife marks appeared on their chests, which healed in an instant.

"Damn it!"

This mysterious and powerful man... is very troublesome.

"Use that..." the young priest said.

"It's a pity that the most perfect son of God was not cultivated."

"We need to speed up the pace of research and engrav the entire Immortal Formation into a person's body in order to obtain a true saint." said the old blood-robed priest.

The three of them were discussing at a very fast speed.

"Summon the Son of God." The young priest said.

"good."

The middle-aged blood-robed priest bit his finger and formed a seal.

"The Son of God is born!"

The light of the sword is still shining, as if forming an invisible realm, guarding the safety of Yakumo in all directions.

"Dong dong dong dong."

The next second, the heartbeat sounded like a drum beat.

The abdomen of the girl who was tied up on the stone pillar was suddenly opened by sharp claws, and the green baby crawled out from the abdomen, showing a bloodthirsty smile to Yakumo, and her body was covered with strange black spells.

The next moment, the cyan strange baby rushed towards Yakumo, with extraordinary speed, and joined the battle in almost the blink of an eye. The strange baby was not very strong, but its instantaneous burst of speed frightened Yakumo.

The second, the third, the fourth.

This is basically a stronghold used by the cult to cultivate war weapons, but the price is the life of a girl. At the cost of sacrificing the life of a girl, in exchange for weapons with Jonin level combat power, such a transaction can even lead to the five major ninja villages.

Will you be moved too...?

Yakumo estimates that these strange babies have other unknown limitations that prevent them from being produced on a large scale.

"Broken empty."

The silver light exploded, and the mirror-like blade reflected Yakumo's calm eyes. With one blow, he drove back all the enemies and cut the green monster baby in half at the same time.

"burst!"

The middle-aged priest clasped his hands together.

The cyan monster baby that was chopped off by Yakumo exploded violently, and the shock wave rolled up cyan blood and splashed towards Yakumo.

The black hair is extended and naturally formed into a shield.

Directly blocking the invasion of cyan blood and shock waves, the cyan blood gradually corroded the black hair, and the pungent white smoke spread. Yakumo directly cut off the blood-stained black hair and took a few steps back.

In an instant, five cyan monster babies raised their sharp claws and stabbed Yakumo's chest from five directions at the same time. At this time, three blood-robed priests rushed towards Yakumo.

"Jiraiya-sama, prepare to retreat!"

"good."

Jiraiya instantly understood Yakumo's plan. The environment here is narrow, and the enemy's abilities are treacherous and changeable, making it very difficult to fight. There is a high probability that the enemy will overturn in a close fight. It is better to blow up the enemy's base camp and think about it in the long term.

"Earth Escape·Earth Flow Wall!"

Yakumo slapped the ground with both hands, and a thick earth wall rose from the ground. The surface of the earth bridge was carved with a round face of a milk ball, successfully blocking the enemy's attack.

"Senpō Goemon!"

At the same moment, Jiraiya completed the seal.

The hurricane rolled up thick toad oil and ignited into a terrifying fire storm. The rocks began to burn, and the green monster baby stained with flames let out a shrill scream.

The surrounding area began to shake, as if a horrific explosion was about to occur. This place was already located in an extremely fragile volcanic area. As the rocks were melted by the fire, bright golden lava rolled from the ground.

Yakumo and Jiraiya turned around at the same time and ran towards the outside world as if running for their lives. At the same time, they separated shadow clones to rescue the beauty seeker as much as possible. Behind them, golden lava spewed out, and the volcano was about to erupt.

"Earth Escape·Earth Flow Wall."

Yakumo's shadow clone formed a seal to create a wall to block the flowing lava, buying time for the two of them to escape.

"Run!" Jiraiya reminded.

"Go, go, go!" Yakumo responded with a smile.

This stronghold of the cult was completely destroyed by Yakumo and Jiraiya. Thinking of the half-dead girls, they did a just thing.

With a bang, the rock walls around the two people collapsed, and the golden lava gradually collapsed. The hot temperature rushed towards his face, and Jiraiya stopped subconsciously.

"I'll do it!" Yakumo shouted softly.

The silver light swept across and a gap was cut in the lava flow. The two of them used their feet to cross the gap in an instant and continued to run towards the surface of the earth.

The surrounding temperature continued to rise. Yakumo used chakra to condense water balls to cool down the body surface of the two people. Occasionally, Jiraiya would use Jijizo to separate the lava. The closer the two people got to the ground, the more Jiraiya became.

bald.

Ten minutes later, Yakumo and Jiraiya took up a high position and looked at the rolling lava with bubbles and breathed a sigh of relief. Yakumo and Jiraiya took off the gas masks on their faces. Beside them were nearly a hundred beauty hunters.

, this is the limit of what they can save.

Those beauty seekers looked at the lava. There was no fear in their eyes, only a strong... roiling ambition. Every time the volcano erupted, many beauty seekers would be swallowed up...

It will also bring the warm jade from the center of the earth to the surface. In the next few days, many lucky people will get warm jade and change their destiny.

For those looking for beauty, this is an opportunity and a hope. The best thing is...the sudden eruption of this volcano eliminated some of their competitors.

ps: Rolling all over the floor, asking for monthly tickets

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