In the quiet of the deep night, something unknown is happening.
Following the memory of that red-robed man, Neji quickly found the Jashin Cult's base. It has to be said, they do have some brains, actually building their church under an abandoned mine.
No wonder the Jashin Cult hasn't been wiped out for so many years. Very few people would think of a place like this.
Neji stood at the edge of the mine, using his Byakugan to carefully observe below. With his Byakugan, he quickly saw everything. Above ground was very normal, but below in the mine, small symbols were densely drawn everywhere.
"What is that? A summoning formation? Or some kind of Ninjutsu?" Neji muttered, "I'll only know by going down."
Then, Neji jumped down. It was dark below, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. Even though Neji's Byakugan could clearly see everything around him, he couldn't help but feel scared.
"These crazy cultists, do they usually operate in a place like this? They're worse than Orochimaru."
Neji squatted down, touching the symbols under his feet. They were sticky and gooey. Curious, he put it to his nose and sniffed, and was shocked. These symbols were actually drawn with blood.
"It seems the person who set up these symbols has a high position. Even that guy didn't know these symbols were drawn with blood," Neji whispered.
He frowned, got up, and kept searching along the wall of the well. From the man's memory, he knew there was a mechanism in the wall.
It's hard for ordinary people to find it in the dark, but for him, it's nothing. Soon after, he found a piece of stone that looked soft. He gently pressed it, and instantly these symbols released a wave of dark red light.
Where they intersected, a thick ball of dark red light quickly went into the well wall next to it. With a series of vibrations, a dark passage appeared in front of Neji.
"Damn it, there isn't even a little light in the passage. A bunch of worms hiding in the dark," Neji cursed, but he still honestly walked in.
He couldn't just spit out a ball of fire to light up the world, loudly announcing his invasion to these evil cultists living in the dark.
That would be very unwise.
In the narrow, dark, and deep passage, Neji walked forward with his Byakugan open to prevent being ambushed. Gradually, a glimmer of light appeared in the distance. Neji knew he was almost at the end.
After going a little further, Neji suddenly saw the scene outside the passage and was instantly stunned.
What did he see?
Flickering candle flames gave off weak light. Outside, there were huge crowds, packed tightly. A large group of people wearing blood-red robes were gathered in front. The wide area was completely filled.
Neji stopped, not daring to go any further. There were too many people here, and he could easily be discovered. But, if he just stayed here... He came all this way, he couldn't just go back like this.
"Take a gamble!"
Neji gritted his teeth, trying to calm himself down and walk towards the outside of the passage. Near the entrance, Neji suddenly used the Transformation Technique, turning into the previous man and swaggered in.
In this dark place, as long as you weren't too obvious, you wouldn't be noticed. So, no one noticed Neji's arrival, which made Neji secretly relieved.
He carefully went to a corner and instantly put a spirit ball into the body of a red-robed man, replacing his red robe. And that person, of course, was killed by Neji.
"So many people, how did the Jashin Cult gather so many? Tsk tsk tsk, their faces are all covered, do they know each other's identities?"
Neji whispered, and then stood a little further forward. Standing in the corner felt like he was giving himself away. He knew one thing: the most dangerous place is the safest place.
Right now, these people didn't know what to do, they just kept bowing their heads forward, very respectfully. Neji didn't know their religious customs, so he just pretended to do the same.
After a while, a person wearing a black robe, clearly different from everyone else, appeared in front of the crowd. As soon as he appeared, he started to madly spout his great reasoning, explaining the ideas of this cult. In short, it was brainwashing.
"Is this person the leader of the Jashin Cult? No, probably not. The cult leader usually doesn't show his face when it comes to brainwashing. But this person should at least be a right-hand man of the cult leader," Neji thought to himself.
It has to be said, this person is very good at brainwashing. Sometimes low, sometimes enthusiastic, and sometimes rousing, making many people feel connected. Without realizing it, shouts were already ringing around, but Neji didn't react.
At this time, the black-robed man suddenly clapped his hands heavily. The sound was very loud, immediately echoing in the cave, making everyone quiet. Then, a slight sound suddenly came from above him.
Bang!
The stone wall above him suddenly broke open. Dozens of people were tied to wooden stakes, hanging from above by thick ropes, suspended in mid-air.
Among them were men, women, adults, and children. But without exception, their faces all showed a strong sense of fear, very scared.
"What are they going to do?" Neji frowned.
The moment these people appeared, a group of red-robed people suddenly started cheering. Although he couldn't see their faces, Neji could imagine it was a kind of fiery passion.
At this time, the black-robed man pulled out a large knife from somewhere, jumped up, and chopped off one person's head with a single swing. Instantly, blood sprayed wildly, staining the area below red.
But, his hand didn't stop, and he continued to chop, constantly slaughtering those unarmed ordinary people above who had no ability to resist. Before long, more than a dozen people had fallen to the ground, all dead without heads.
A strong smell of blood rushed at him, making his stomach churn and feel nauseous. Even Neji had never experienced such a scene. If his will wasn't strong, he would probably be lying on the ground with a blank stare.
like a bonfire dance in a primitive tribe. In their eyes, this seemed to be a holiday, which should be
But, unlike him, those red-robed people were excited at this moment, waving their arms and legs, celebrated. This was a ritual, which should be joyous.
It was very lively here, but thinking carefully, it was strange and scary. An inexplicable chill ran down his back.
"How could this be?!" Neji swallowed: "They actually… enjoy killing people!"
"In that case, those symbols before, that blood, are all… human blood?" Even Neji was a little frightened at this moment. These people were really too crazy.
"All believers, let us welcome the evil god."
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