The empty, cold, and dark underground square was now overflowing with blood, slowly spreading from the feet of the black-robed man outwards. The smell of blood was sharp and unbearable, accompanied by shouts of extreme excitement.
The black-robed man was covered in thick blood, practically a blood-soaked figure, looking terrifying and causing fear. However, it was all the blood of those ordinary people.
At his feet lay more than a dozen headless corpses, still bound by ropes. Blood was gushing from their necks. The scene was indescribable, beyond words.
But the black-robed man was laughing. In his view, this was a noble and sacred ritual. He raised both arms high, almost touching the people hanging above his head.
"Now, let us welcome the Evil God!"
His voice was loud like a bell, shaking the surroundings and silencing everyone, their eyes filled with piety as they stared intently ahead.
However, one person stood out from the crowd: Neji. Although he knew the nature of the Jashin Cult, Neji never dreamed they could be so twisted, finding joy in slaughter, killing, and bloodshed.
His mind was buzzing, heavily shaken, so much so that he didn't hear what the black-robed man said.
It wasn't his fault. Although he was used to the killing in the ninja world, that was normal. This habit of reveling in blood and enjoying slaughter sickened him to his core, as someone who had traveled from another world.
At this time, the blood had spread across the ground in a spiderweb pattern, branching and converging, shimmering with a faint light. The blood essence filled the air, drifting in strands towards the sky.
"This, this is also a magic circle?!" Neji woke from his daze, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. His knowledge was far greater than before. In his understanding, this pattern of textures should be a summoning magic circle.
"What will it summon? The Evil God?" Neji murmured, then suddenly raised his head to look at the blood essence floating upwards.
He felt something big was about to happen, perhaps a terrifying, unknown monster was about to appear.
"Let me see your true face," Neji thought, his heart tense and ready for battle.
Crack!
Suddenly, the void shattered, and a black crack appeared before everyone's eyes. Then, all the blood essence flowed towards the black crack. As the blood essence disappeared, the black crack grew larger and larger.
Shhh!
A pair of large hands made entirely of blood essence suddenly burst out, hooking onto the left and right sides of the spatial crack, trying to break free. However, the only result was that one arm appeared completely, while the other hand remained stuck in the crack, unable to move.
"No way, it really came out!" Neji's eyes widened, muttering to himself, "But why is the arm made of blood essence?"
Could it be that the Evil God has no physical form, or is he only able to project a part of himself?
In any case, he relaxed a little. If it was just one arm, he wouldn't worry too much. It would be ridiculous if he, with his super-Kage level strength, couldn't handle even one arm.
"Not enough blood essence. We need to kill more people."
At this time, a vague, incomprehensible sound echoed in everyone's ears. It wasn't a language from the ninja world, but everyone could clearly understand what it meant. This was unbelievable.
"Evil God, I apologize. The Land of Hot Water has been heavily guarding against us recently, and we could only capture these people," the black-robed man explained cautiously.
"Hmph! These are the sacrifices for this time?" the vague voice sounded again, and the large arm made of blood essence pointed towards the people tied up in mid-air.
"Yes, Evil God..."
Whoosh!
Before the black-robed man could finish speaking, the large hand reached for them.
"Crap!" Neji exclaimed in shock. He didn't know what the Evil God was going to do, but it couldn't be good.
Moreover, he couldn't just stand by and watch these people die. He wasn't that cold-blooded.
Bang!
Even though it was just one arm, Neji didn't dare to be careless. He immediately activated the Gentle Fist Art: Eight Trigrams Mountain Crusher, wanting to decide the battle in one strike. Instantly, a white light flashed from Neji's palm, aiming to strike the Evil God.
At the same time, Neji moved, instantly appearing in front of the black-robed man and kicking him away. Then, his Byakugan flared, and a swirl appeared, pulling the ordinary people into it one by one.
"Ah!"
The white light collided with the large hand of blood essence, causing a loud bang. The powerful impact blew away the other red-robed men, and those who were closer were instantly turned into a bloody mist.
No one had expected this change. Caught off guard, the entire underground square was shaken, and many people were seriously injured or even exploded.
"Chirp!"
A cold, vague sound rang out. The large hand of blood essence suddenly became extremely dense, and with a bang, it crushed the white light, continuing to reach forward.
"What?! How is this possible?!" Neji was shocked. It hadn't been blocked. He had used his full strength. Was one arm really that terrifying?
There were still a dozen people who hadn't entered his space, but the large hand of blood essence was already approaching. If he didn't dodge, those who had been saved earlier, and himself, would not escape.
"Damn it!" Neji gritted his teeth. The swirl disappeared, and he leaped to a high spot.
At the same time, the large hand reached the square and crushed the remaining dozen people who hadn't entered Neji's space, turning them into bloody pulp. Now, imperceptibly, the arm became a little more solid.
But Neji had clearly seen this scene, and his brow furrowed, some thoughts forming in his mind.
The atmos
to cost them their lives.
phere froze, and the surroundings were eerily quiet. The cult members dared not make a sound. A outsider had infiltrated this ceremony without their knowing. Such a mistake was enough "The blood essence in your body is extremely strong. If I absorb your blood essence, I will be one step closer to fully descending." At this moment, the Evil God suddenly spoke, his voice sharp and piercing, and a cold wind howled as he spoke, making people's skin crawl.
However, his voice was filled with joy, not anger. Compared to Neji, the blood essence of those ordinary people was negligible.
"Hmph! You think one arm can rule the world!" Neji sneered. His Chakra suddenly surged. After obtaining the perfect Sage Body, his Chakra could be called a "Chakra Mega-Ton." Now, after a full burst, he even had a Chakra cloak similar to Naruto's.
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