The Hand of God Creates the Strongest Hidden Mist Village

Chapter 58 The Sacrifice of the Evil God

"Let them fight first."

Gouju Cheng made a gesture to calm down, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

Sure enough, just as the Blood Scythe reached its peak in absorbing blood, and the chilling chakra it emitted almost made the air thick, blinding lightning suddenly lit up at the three entrances of the cave!

"Lightning Release: Lightning Beast Chasing Fang!"

"Lightning Release: Earth Walk!"

"Lightning Release: False Darkness!"

Seven or eight Cloud Village ninjas pounced like cheetahs. They had been lying in wait and were now launching an attack, their target being the chief priest and several core followers on the altar.

Lightning raged through the cave, illuminating the astonished and distorted faces of the cultists.

"Enemy attack! It's the people from Kumogakure!"

"Protect the priest! Protect the sacred artifacts!"

The cultists were jolted awake from their frenzied rituals and thrown into chaos.

But they were clearly no pushovers either, especially the core followers, who reacted extremely quickly.

"May the evil god protect you!"

A tall cultist roared, neither dodging nor avoiding the lightning bolt that struck him!

Blinding electric light danced across his body, but it didn't knock him down immediately. It only caused his body to tremble violently and his skin to turn black.

But a flash of bloodlust appeared in his eyes, and wisps of white smoke rose from the spot on his chest where he had been struck by lightning, and the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"What?!"

A Cloud Village Jonin at the forefront narrowed his eyes, changed his slashing technique with a thrusting one, and aimed straight for the opponent's heart!

"puff!"

The short knife pierced through his chest.

The cultist coughed up blood, but grinned maliciously, gripping the blade tightly with one hand and a black rod in the other, about to stab the Cloud Village Jonin in the chest.

The Cloud Village Jonin's expression changed slightly. He decisively abandoned his sword and retreated, while simultaneously forming hand seals.

"Lightning Release: Lightning Tiger - All-Out Attack!"

The Thunder Beast roared, blasting the cultist, whose heart had been pierced but who still tried to pounce, backward, sending him crashing heavily against the stone wall, his chest charred.

But before he could finish off the attacker, a scream came from the side.

A ninja from the Hidden Cloud Village, wielding a kunai, slashed the neck of a cult member.

The cultist whose throat he slit spat blood from his neck, but he did not die immediately. Instead, he let out a strange, hoarse laugh. The next moment, the hidden ninja suddenly clutched his throat and collapsed in pain.

The two of them died at the same time!

"What?!"

"Watch out, these guys are weird!"

The Cloud Village ninja were shocked and furious. In the brief exchange of blows, casualties occurred, and the deaths were all shrouded in mystery.

They clearly killed the cultists, yet their companions died along with them—this is completely illogical!

On the altar, the high priest looked at the chaos below, a sickly smile appearing on his pale face.

"Foolish mortals, your attacks are meaningless before the power of a great evil god! Feel the power of the connection of life!"

He raised his hands high, chanting incantations. The runes on the stone altar shone even brighter, and the blood scythe trembled more violently. The chilling chakra emanating from it spread like a living thing, connecting with all the cultists below.

With his eyes wide open, Qing took in everything.

"Captain, the Blood Scythe is continuously releasing a special chakra. Most of the chakra is merging into the High Priest's body, while the rest is falling on the other followers."

"It's this chakra that gives these cultists the ability to live and die alongside the Cloud Ninja, but it must require some special prerequisites..."

"It's blood!"

Makoto Kuraki slowly began to speak: "Before he died, that cultist drank the blood of that Cloud Ninja!"

Gouju Cheng could see it clearly from the shadows high above.

During the battle, the Cloud Village Chunin had a small cut on his arm from the black stick used by the evil god cultist, and blood gushed out.

The cultist, in his dying moments, desperately leaned over and licked it!

Immediately afterwards, an extremely subtle and distorted chakra fluctuation established a strange connection between the Cloud Village Chunin and the cultist.

When the cultist was killed by having his throat slit, the twisted chakra transmitted everything that had happened to him back through the connection!

Using blood as a medium, lives are forcibly bound together; one prospers, all prosper; one suffers, all suffer; even...

With the total death!

Death Possession Blood!

Makoto Kujira squinted. He knew something about the Jashin Cult and Hidan's abilities, but seeing this bizarre scene still made his scalp tingle.

This power is completely contrary to common sense, and is full of curses and evil.

The battle below was briefly stalemated due to this strange ability.

The Cloud Village ninjas, fearing the consequences, dared not easily kill anyone, lest they be unjustly killed as well.

Driven by this sentiment, the cultists of the evil god became even more rampant. Their fearless madness caused the Cloud Hidden's formation to become somewhat scattered.

"Disgusting methods."

"Captain, when do we make our move?"

"I can't hold back any longer!"

Minazuki Yuki's eyes were filled with disgust.

Hozuki Mangetsu and Ame Yuri were already getting impatient.

"Wait a little longer."

On the altar, the priest's chanting grew louder and louder, and the light from the runes on the stone platform almost turned the entire cavern dark red.

The vibration of the blood scythe had reached its peak, as if it would break free from all its shackles at any moment!

"Not enough! Not enough!"

"Our Lord needs more, purer sacrifices!"

The high priest's gaze suddenly shifted to the remaining trembling civilians in the iron cage, his eyes filled with greed and cruelty.

He needs more blood, more intense fear and despair to fully awaken the artifacts and obtain the complete blessing from them!

"Stop them!"

One of the Jonin from Kumogakure shouted sharply, but he was immediately entangled by several fearless cultists who threatened them through life-linking, making it difficult for him to break free.

Samui, standing to the side, gritted his teeth and fought fiercely against the two cultists.

Her lightning strikes were swift and fierce, but her opponent disregarded defense and only sought to exchange blows, even attempting to touch the blood on her weapon with his body.

"Lightning Release: Lightning Transmission!"

Samui calmly retreated, forming a hand seal with one hand. A thin bolt of lightning swept across like a chain, forcing the two back.

Her gaze swept toward the altar, where she saw the high priest grinning as he walked toward the iron cage. Without hesitation, she threw the lightning short sword in her hand, which transformed into a lightning arrow that shot straight toward the high priest's back!

But the high priest didn't even turn his head, and a cultist suddenly leaped up and took the hit!

"asshole!"

Samui was about to step forward when several cultists closed in.

At the same time, the chief priest arrived in front of the iron cage, and with his withered hand overturned the cage. The remaining seven or eight civilians inside were all sacrificed amidst screams.

"Great evil god! Grant your most devout believers eternal grace!"

The high priest spread his arms wide and roared almost maniacally.

On the altar, the lives of seven or eight civilians fell like harvested wheat, their scalding blood gushing out and being greedily absorbed by the black runes on the surface of the stone platform.

"Buzz!!"