Hidan and Kakuzu were passing through the land of hot springs. Hidan was particularly pleased, having sacrificed a heretic, he felt on cloud nine. He didn't even complain when Kakuzu stopped to exchange bounties again.
But while he waited outside, he felt a heavy gaze upon him. The next moment, Hidan saw someone slowly approaching him, with short orange hair, a black tank top and gray pants with black spots. Jugo approached with a cold look.
Hidan felt that desire to kill again as soon as he saw Jugo, the desire to kill was even greater than before, a wide smile spread across his face, he pulled his scythe from his back and laughed excitedly. - Hahaha! What a lucky day! I'll be able to kill two Heretics!
He advanced immediately afterward, right into the middle of the city, he accelerated rapidly as his scythe fell upon Jugo, ready to slice him to death, but the next moment, Hidan was confused.
The world began to spin uncontrollably, he even thought he saw his own body!
Jugo's hands closed over Hidan's head while he was still in the air, he held Hidan's head by the hair and slowly brought it up to eye level.
-Hey! You bastard! You really cut off my head?!- he yelled, filled with rage.
Jugo didn't answer, looking directly into Hidan's eyes, searching for something, even the fact that Hidan could speak without lungs didn't bother him, he could sense that Hidan was no longer "human", something like a puppet, but with his soul trapped in a living body.
Jugo found this type of "puppet" interesting enough, but it wasn't the time to worry about it.
The next moment, with Hidan's eyes as a channel, he saw a red figure with dozens of arms bearing black nails as sharp as blades, a bull's head and a hairy underside with hooves, it looked like a mutant minotaur. As soon as Jugo's eyes pierced Jashin, Jashin sensed it.
The world around him rippled, it was full of fire and suffering condemned souls, the sky was red and the earth rotten, nothing grew there.
Jashin's eyes widened, there was only death and destruction there. As soon as he saw Jugo, it was like seeing a delicious jelly bean, he just wanted to take a bite.
Jugo's lips curled up in mockery, then, using Hidan's head as a tool, he held it with his left hand, still keeping his gaze on Jashin, but his right hand lunged at his own chest, a huge hole was made right in the middle, breaking bones and everything in its path, Jugo's still-beating heart was ripped out.
Jugo released a tremendous amount of chakra, even with the advancement of his sequence, his chakra more than tripled. He wouldn't doubt that he was approaching the Ten-Tails at that moment, he spent 2/3 of his chakra just on that curse.
His heart pounding, his eyes still fixed on Jashin, the next moment Jugo's heart turned black, blood transforming into bandages that pierced Hidan's forehead, causing the man to scream in pain. Jugo ignored it, instead, he saw Jashin's gaze change, his eyes filled with horror.
Looking down, he saw that hundreds of black, pitch-black ribbons emerged from the ground around him, enveloping his entire body.
The furious roar echoed through his world, souls fled, the earth gave way, but no matter how hard he fought, more and more black streaks emerged from the ground, pulling him down. Jashin roared endlessly, using all his strength to break free, but it was no use.
Instead, the number of ropes increased, the pulling force grew stronger, until the minotaur with dozens of arms was completely mummified and finally it was pulled away by the black straps.
The bands retracted for several seconds, pulling with all their might, until the minotaur figure was completely pulled away. Due to the seal, it was only about the size of a basketball, but it still blew Hidan's head off.
Jugo didn't care, instead, he watched the bandages recede until they reached his right hand, now open. Jugo's flesh and blood swirled around the minotaur, the sound of its roars still faintly audible. He could almost sense the pleading tone, but his eyes remained cold.
In the end, the black flesh and blood merged again and what appeared before Jugo was a heart, this time completely black, still beating rhythmically.
That demon wasn't bad, he should have had the strength of a Sequence 4, but unfortunately, he encountered Jugo. If he hadn't acted against Jugo, he could have lived a few more years.
The crowd around him had already run away long ago, frightened. Jugo didn't care, he looked to the side, and there, Kakuzu was staring intently at Jugo.
Jugo didn't move, he just stared coldly at him, then sneered slightly, transformed into a Wraith and left.
As for the heart? He would keep it, it could be useful in the future, whether to create a sealed artifact or simply to empower a curse. His own chest quickly closed as a new heart grew again. He spent a lot of energy sealing this guy, but it was worth it.
Jugo not only acquired a cursed Sequence 4 item, but also gained access to that guy's dimension, he could take all those corrupted souls and bring them to the Tenebrous World.
There should be millions of souls there, even if most were ordinary souls, no matter the size of the mosquito, it's still flesh.