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Chapter 142 Idiot!

"Let me try. There is no such thing as immortality in this world. Everything is just a trick and forbidden technique."

The ninja with a black scarf on his face and bloodshot eyes and emerald green pupils took two steps forward, and silk threads spread from his limbs.

"That's why I hate pagans. Idiots who don't believe in the evil god, go to hell!"

He took two steps back, holding the bloody March sickle with the ritual symbol inserted beside him, Feiduan smiled grimly, and swung the sickle in his hand suddenly to form a full moon.

“Hahahaha! Die! Die! Die!”

"Idiot, how could an attack of this magnitude possibly hurt me?"

Bang, just like hitting a huge rock in the mountain, the Bloody March Scythe returned in vain, and a fist as big as a sandbag suddenly flew out and pierced through the chest.

The next second, Kakuzu's eyes were cold. Normally, he would not take action against such a guy who was not worth a penny. His face looked like he had no affinity with money.

"It seems that without blood, it is useless. The so-called immortality is just a lie after all. We should leave and look for new members..."

"You bastard, it hurts!!!"

In an instant, a loud roar interrupted Kakuzu's words, and a pitch-black spear pierced his arm, and droplets similar to blood were licked by Hidan.

Under the scrutiny of several people, the skin color that was originally normal for humans gradually changed into black and white skin with inexplicable lines that carried religious significance.

“Hahahaha! So cool, so cool! The ceremony begins, you return to the arms of the evil god, go to hell!”

puff!

Hidan, whose chest was pierced, thrust the black spear into his heart and stirred slightly under the astonished gazes of several people.

"Lord Evil God, please forgive this being who does not understand faith. After death, let him merge with you and wash away his sins..."

As he continued to chant scriptures and teachings, Feiduan suddenly felt the gray-black tentacles on his chest swaying slightly.

The corners of his eyes, which had been drooping, slowly raised their heads and started cursing.

"How dare you destroy my heart, you bastard!"

"Hey! A guy with a damaged heart is still alive. What kind of strange species are you? Damn it, I haven't felt the pleasure yet..."

The next second, before Hidan could react, Kakuzu suddenly dragged him out of the technique and swung him like a windmill.

"You, without that weird spell, can't hurt my body. You are just an immortal piece of trash. I will crush you into slag for free."

One can imagine how angry Kakuzu was when he could say the word "free".

On the side, after examining for a long time, Nagato nodded slightly.

"This guy is truly immortal, but it's a pity that he was accepted as a member of Akatsuki."

"You are the leader, you have the final say."

Scorpion replied indifferently, his eyes full of contempt. He originally wanted to make Feiduan one of the most outstanding works of art, but unfortunately he was a fool with a cult in his mind.

Putting them into one's own excellent works of art will only tarnish their value and intelligence.

"True immortality is very different from Kakuzu's forbidden technique. This guy may be able to become my experimental material. I welcome him to join Akatsuki."

Orochimaru spoke his mind without hiding anything, and Nagato glanced at him and gave him a reminder.

"Akatsuki does not allow the killing of companions. If you want me to do it myself, you can try."

"It was just a joke. I just need a blood specimen from him. I hope he can be kind enough to provide it himself."

A false smile filled his pupils, and a hint of insignificant greed flashed across his eyes.

"That's enough. There's no point in fighting any further. Let's separate, Shinra Tensei."

A figure hidden in a black robe emerged between the two of them, and an invisible repulsive force emitted waves that were too powerful to be seen by the naked eye.

Dust rose up, grass and forests were razed to the ground, and the figure standing in the center looked indifferently in all directions.

"But I'm in so much pain! If you can't defeat me alone, prepare to fight two against one. What kind of weird ability is this, you red-haired bastard!"

"What is your wish? Promote the strange church you mentioned and join Akatsuki. We will not limit your vision and can even help you realize your wish."

The cold and indifferent deep purple eyes contained an attitude of looking down on the world and hatred, which frightened Feiduan who was about to curse.

Subconsciously looking around, I saw two unfriendly-looking spectators, a weirdo who wouldn't die even after having his heart pierced, and this red-haired bastard in front of me who could use some strange magic.

This situation is not good no matter how you look at it. If the other party does not abide by the moral code of martial arts, I am afraid I will not be able to escape.

An immortal body can only protect oneself from death. If one is cut into pieces and scattered into the deep sea or into a big pit, it actually doesn't make much difference whether one has an immortal body or not.

"Hey, you said you wouldn't interfere with my beliefs, is that true?"

"Akatsuki is a mercenary group and does not interfere with the personal privacy of its members. Besides, you also need a strong sacrifice. This kind of weak sacrifice will not satisfy your faith."

Glancing to the side, he saw that the innocent villagers had already been beaten to pieces by Shinra Tensei, but Nagato's eyes were as indifferent as if he was looking at a stone or a field of weeds.

"In that case, I'll join. Let me make it clear in advance. If there's no one that satisfies me, don't blame me for complaining!"

"Okay, from today on, your code name is 'San Tai', follow me..."

Just as he was about to throw the Third Ring in his hand to Hidan, a series of teasing voices were heard, which made Orochimaru, who was watching, shudder, and then he revealed a strong excitement.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you have really changed, Mr. Orochimaru. You actually chose to let go of such excellent experimental materials. It's really not your character."

The strong wind swept away the dark clouds, and a bright moon emerged. Under the moonlight, a young man in black clothes and robe and wearing a fox mask spoke out to stop them.

The eyes of the mask, a pair of black and red constantly interweaving, outlining a pair of delicate and complex strange patterns.

"Uchiha Kagetsu, I never thought that the old Third Hokage would choose you to hunt me down. Konoha has also changed!"

Orochimaru answered with a smile as if he was sighing, but secretly he looked at Nagato with hope.

The legendary Eyes of the Six Paths Sage versus the legend of the Uchiha clan, who will be the winner?

"Experimental materials? What do you mean? You bastard, are you treating me as a guinea pig? I will never let you off!"

Without waiting for Nagato to express his opinion, the furious Hidan turned over and rushed forward, waving the bloody March Scythe in his hand, and gusts of strong wind hit him in the face.

"Hahaha, I thought you were such a great guy, but it turns out you can't even block a blow from me!"

Hidan laughed loudly, while Orochimaru on the side had cold eyes and a gloomy tone.

"Fool!"