Nagato carrying rice in Konoha

Chapter 340 Ceremony
"Ahem, what did you do to me?"

After another tens of seconds, the little old man couldn't speak out and got up from the ground.

He should know that his memory has been read, but he seems to be unable to accept this fact.In fact, not many people are willing to expose all their secrets to others, especially cult elders like the little old man. Many secrets are even more important to him than his life.

"To shut up."

Nagato gave the order directly without looking back.

As expected, the little old man who looked at Ai Ai closed his mouth and seemed very obedient.

Originally, Nagato thought that this short winter melon should be a relative of the Onoki family because of his short size. However, he never expected that after scanning his memory, Nagato discovered that he was actually a cult version of Jiraiya.

Do you think he is worthy of being an elder of a cult?This old thing's memory can be said to be extremely evil. 80.00% of the space inside is filled with some unsightly scenes related to female cultists. Even with the "time-tested" knowledge of modern Nagato people, it is a bit wide-open. vision.

Its content cannot be described with the word "dirty" at all. It is simply like a train roaring "dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty".

Nagato estimated that if he transferred all these memories to Jiraiya, he would probably be able to make Jiraiya's perverted old man so excited that he would just swipe at him, right?And after waking up, I will probably be able to write a dozen yellowbooks in one go.I just don’t know if this method can be used to make the perverts in the ninja world blind compared to something like Kakashi?
That guy Jiraiya's "novel" is said to be very popular...

Thinking this, Nagato's eyes gradually turned evil, making the little old man looking at him shudder uncontrollably.

"Now, what are you going to do?"

After a few seconds of silence, the little old man couldn't help but ask.

"Shut up." Nagato ordered again.

So the little old man shut his mouth for the second time.

The world became quiet, and the sound of the night wind gradually became clearer.

At this time, from the perspective of the little old man and Nagato, the followers of the Evil God Cult gathered together with their backs turned away from them were like blurry black shadows standing together, seeming close, far, reality, and yet... illusory.

Thick black clouds floated over everyone's heads, blocking the moonlight and casting an ominous shadow, like a group of rotten plants floating on the turbid water, reflected on the smooth ground of the black platform, full of... A sense of evil filth.

Nagato couldn't figure out whether it was the scenery here, his mood, a premonition, or the influence of the little old man's memory.All he knew was that between his breaths, he seemed to smell some kind of bloody scent of impending evil.

The stench like corpses emanated from the bodies of those cultists! !
"Swish."

The followers of the Evil God Sect moved their bodies like stiff puppets, controlled by something, and while they were muttering words, they distributed and lit the torches in their hands.

One after another, the fire light lit up on the other side of the black platform, illuminating a small part of the faces of these cultists.Their expressions were expressionless, and they were obviously human, but they had an aura of inhumanity and props.

Very strange.It was obviously a group of people gathered together, but it gave people an inhuman feeling like a cemetery.The torch was obviously lit, but it couldn't bring any light or warmth to the space. Instead, it made the fire unable to illuminate the place, making it even darker and colder.

"Our souls in heaven...fell into darkness and infinity...so heavy...so sad."

The evening wind, which was getting stronger and stronger, could not blow away the prayers recited by the cultists, but it made their voices grow longer and intermittently, as if scattered in the air.

"They are obviously just a group of ordinary people, not even ninjas!" Nagato narrowed his eyes and once again confirmed that there was no trace of chakra in these people.

Although these people have different costumes and are both men and women, at first glance they are just ordinary people.But at this moment, under the influence of the "ritual" of the Evil God Cult, their bodies were exuding an increasingly obvious aura of death, and the expressions and eyes on their faces tended to be the same, almost like the face of the same person.

The clothes on their bodies quickly became dirty and shriveled, like shrouds dug out of the ground, lifeless.

A thin mist rose from their feet and filled the surroundings, seeming to be giving birth to something terrible.

"Ding ding ding."

The bell rang softly, and in this weird atmosphere, it sounded particularly harsh.

A group of people in white, wearing the same white robes as the little old man, came out from behind the black platform.Each of them is wearing a string of bells, and when they step lightly, the bells will jingle, as if they are pulling their steps.

These real backbones of the evil cult circled the black platform and silently surrounded the ordinary believers who were performing the "ritual" in the circle.

The "ceremony" officially begins.

"Because this life is just a fleeting moment, it brings endless pain..."

"The trajectory of death...Touch the radiance of God, we, in the kingdom of death, can enjoy peace."

These ordinary evil god believers took out the short knives hidden in their arms, raised the knives high, and pointed the blades at themselves.

Nagato noticed that the knives in their hands were somewhat similar to the knives held in the mouth of the god of death that had been summoned by the zombies. They were only about [-] centimeters long and looked extremely crude. There was no handle or hilt. Just wrap some dirty cloth strips around the blade and use it as a handle.

These people used such a knife and stabbed themselves with the blade in exactly the same movement.

"Puff puff"

A series of sounds rang out, and the believers of the Evil God's Cult shook slightly for a few times before regaining their composure, as if they were stabbing someone else instead of themselves.

Among them, that guy Hidan also gave himself a knife very simply, looking so stupid!

Blood trickled out from the cultists' bodies, dripping down their clothes and bodies onto the black platform, bright red and dazzling.The people in white robes standing in a circle around them were silent, looking like a white fence around a public cemetery. I don't know if they were preventing outsiders from interfering with the ceremony, or preventing the believers inside from losing control and escaping?

"Both, right?" Nagato thought and sneered.

Although after reading Dwarf Melon's memory, he knew exactly what would happen next.However, understanding it from memory is far less real than seeing it with one's own "eyes". After all, Xiao Donggua and the others don't have the Eye of Reincarnation.Like before, the "mist" that appeared around the evil god believers was not in Xiao Donggua's memory.

If you want to discover some things, you have to see them “with your own eyes”! !

Nagato glanced over the white-clothed evil god cultists, assessed their strength based on the amount of chakra in their bodies, and came to the conclusion that "they are all garbage, none of them can beat them."Then he carefully checked the ordinary evil cultist whose body was bleeding, and glanced at the surrounding black platform uneasily, but found nothing!

Nagato's face looked a little ugly. What was the use of his Samsara Eye? ! !
The little old man who was secretly glancing at him from the side noticed that Nagato's expression suddenly changed. He thought he was dissatisfied with him, so he quickly looked away, looked at his nose, his nose and his heart, and stood still, not daring to express his anger. .

Nagato frowned, hesitating whether to take a step closer and use the power of the human world to "personally" experience the rituals of the Evil God Cult. At this time, it was as if the hot oil in the oil pan had been dripped into cold water. The prayers of the followers of the Evil God suddenly became louder.

"Death... destination... God is at the edge of the world, silent, the decay of all things."

Strangely, although the voices of praying were loud, it may be because everyone's voices were too loud, and they were noisy and exploded together, making it difficult for people to hear what they were chanting, and gradually became a sound.

"All things...the causes...return to eternal sleep...the other side of God."

Everyone's lips were opening and closing, and everyone's eyes were empty. The blood was like red earthworms, crawling out of their wounds that showed no signs of healing, and landed on the black platform, "twisting" their bodies. .

"Death is God's last grace."

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, a loud spell with a strong smell of blood suppressed all the noise.

Nagato looked solemn, with murderous intent in his eyes for the first time.

"Spell!!!"

The little old man standing next to him heard these two words clearly and jumped out of Nagato's mouth.

"what is that?"

The little old man wanted to ask this question, but after looking at Nagato's appearance at this time, he still suppressed his curiosity and kept silent.So as not to annoy this "big devil" and kill him easily.

In fact, in ancient times, curses were just a type of sealing or sealing techniques.It only existed in the ninja world for a short period of time. After its sudden rise, it completely disappeared for some reason.It is difficult for ordinary people to find out about its claws, and they may even never know that such a ninjutsu once existed in the ninja world.The "ordinary people" here also include Orochimaru.

As far as Nagato knows, the curse spell does not have an almost infinite upper limit like the sealing technique, and even beings like Kaguya Otsutsuki can seal it.But it is not comparable to ordinary curse sealing techniques. It can be regarded as a technique that is between curse sealing techniques and sealing techniques in terms of level.

The most bizarre thing about this technique is that it often uses language as the attack method and targets the human soul. It is not only hard to guard against, but also has an extremely "IMBA" effect.It can be said to be the forbidden technique among forbidden techniques.

In the original drama, the only place that showed the power of the curse spell was the six-path ninja tool in the hands of Jin Jiao Yin Jiao.As long as the two characters who are suspected of traveling from Journey to the West use those ninja tools copied from Journey to the West, they can directly seal the ninja into the gourd through the power of words, and there is no possibility of defense! !
However, what is strange is that even if Golden Horn and Silver Horn pass through the "Six Paths Ninja Tools", they need to consume a huge amount of chakra to exert the power of the curse.

Just a bunch of ordinary people like the Evil God Cult, pretending to be gods and ghosts and can cast spells by reciting a few lines?Nagato didn't believe it.

The murderous intent in Nagato's eyes turned into confusion, and after glancing at the followers of the Evil God Cult standing there, the confusion in his eyes turned into shock.

"Why is it that an ordinary person without chakra now has chakra in his body?!!"

At this time, Nagato's consciousness was already occupied by a huge exclamation mark.

Within his field of vision, the blood at the feet of the followers of the Evil God Cult had been turned into a huge bloody circle by the inexplicable force.Then, as if new branches grew on the tree trunk, a red straight line extended between the three points in the circle, forming a stable triangle inside the blood-red circle.

The symbol of the Evil God Religion appeared.

　The curse is a fabrication and does not appear in the original play.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)