Chapter 57 Planting trees on the human body (please vote for me!!)
hiss! !
Reflected in the frightened pupils of the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost.
Those torn fatal penetrating wounds on Nagato's body, thread-like blood flow wrapped around the wounds, and the flesh and blood squirmed and healed at a speed visible to the human eye.
In just four or five seconds, the muscles twisted and knotted, and no wounds were seen.
Only the little blood remaining on the skin could prove that the fatal injury he just suffered was not the hallucination of the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost.
"..."
The expression on the Xiguashan Pufferfish Ghost's face was stiff, and his sharp teeth were trembling slightly at the moment.
ghost? Evil ghost?
What kind of terrifying recovery ability is this?
What kind of monster did he encounter? !
"Escape! You must escape!"
The pupils of the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost condensed, and the idea of escape instantly arose.
He came here to earn merit, not to give Mizukage his life.
He can't die here inexplicably like this!
But the next moment he moved his steps.
"I said." Nagato said coldly, "Where else are you going to escape to?"
In an instant, the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost heard a harsh sound breaking through the air.
Almost out of instinct, he raised his hand to block Samehada in front of him.
His rotating and trembling pupils reflected the four scarlet thorns shooting through him.
"hiss!!"
Accompanied by the horrifying sound of being pierced through flesh, the first person to neigh was not the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost, but the same shark muscle that was directly pierced in front of him.
The same shark muscle that used to hurt people through its barbs was actually torn apart by twisted and ferocious thorns at this moment.
Its barbs, which are as strong as metal, are as fragile as melted ice cubes under the razor-sharp serrations of the thorns.
"Hiss!!"
Samehada opened his mouth wide and screamed and struggled wildly, like a piece of fish and meat being pressed on a chopping board.
"Samehada?"
The Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost looked at this scene in disbelief.
The next moment, he spit out a mouthful of blood and stiffly lowered his head slowly to look at his abdomen.
I saw two thorns that were as beautiful as blood piercing through him, and the flesh was bleeding with gurgling blood.
It was actually squirming like a living thing, like a blood-sucking insect parasitic in his body, consciously sucking blood from his body.
Seeing this, the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost tried to condense chakra to release ninjutsu, but was horrified to find that his life force was being absorbed by it.
"How can it be……"
The watermelon mountain blowfish ghost's tone was full of fear, and he finally understood why Samehada was so abnormal.
In panic, he ignored the dense thorns and grabbed the thorns with both hands!
"ah!!"
Before he could break the thorns with force, those sharp thorns suddenly grew and pierced his hands. A large amount of blood instantly splashed onto the ground, causing the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost to let out a shrill howl.
Nagato walked slowly in front of him, indifferently admiring the withering of life, and gently pushed the inserted thorn.
Poof! !
Each squeezing wound burst open, spraying out bloody flowers, and the whole person was wrapped in blood mist.
The thorns that penetrated his body twisted and expanded, further piercing his kidneys on both sides and leaving several open holes in his lungs.
Each spike is sucking the blood and life force of Glycol. They even extend their thin and sharp "tentacles" greedily, wrapping around the body of the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost like a vine.
It is like a tree made of flesh and blood, taking root and sprouting from a person's body.
The originally tall and strong body of the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost shriveled up like a deflated balloon.
And the "fruit" produced by this tree flowed into Nagato's body along the thorns.
"hiss!"
Nagato couldn't help but take a breath and grinned unconsciously, revealing two symbolic fangs.
As if a long drought meets the rain, a surge of vitality pours into the thin body, and the originally sickly and pale face gradually begins to become plump and rosy.
"Ho ho!"
The not-yet-dead Xiguashan Pufferfish Ghost looked at this scene, and the pain and despair in his heart was indescribable.
Once Nagato's thorns penetrate into the enemy's body, they will seal the enemy's chakra like King Kong's blockade, using flesh and blood as the seedbed to continuously breed branches and leaves and absorb it.
His vampire technique is far more sinister, cruel, bloody, and evil than King Kong's blockade!
"call!"
Until finally, Nagato took a deep breath and raised his hand to touch his eyes.
He felt that these cursed eyes seemed to be gradually becoming "docile".
It's like saying...
‘Give me some more! ’
While Nagato was thinking, his ears moved.
He seemed to hear something and looked at the corpse in front of him with only skin and bones left.
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at the same time.
The Kirigakure ninjas led by Kurimaru Kushimaru have forced their way to the second floor of the building.
"Master Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost!"
The Kirigakure ninja with the strange equipment activated the ninjutsu that allowed for remote communication and said: "Most of the ninjas in Uzushio Village are here. Now it's up to you! Is everything going well there?"
However, the device was silent and no one responded to him.
"what happened?"
The Kirigakure ninja was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself: "Does it take this long for Mr. Watermelon Mountain Puffer Demon to deal with a kid?"
Thinking of this, a bad premonition emerged in his heart, but he shook his head and forcibly expelled the suspicion from his mind.
impossible.
There is no way those old guys above can stop Mr. Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost.
There is absolutely no problem in handing over the most important task of assassination and beheading to the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost!
Although the target of the mission seems to be a group of old guys, as long as you buy him enough time, if nothing happens, he can definitely be captured!
Hiss!
At this moment, a rustling sound came to his ears.
The device that was destined not to respond actually responded to him at this moment.
"Master Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost! You..."
The Kirigakure ninja's face was happy, and he was about to say something, but was interrupted by a voice.
"I guess he may not be able to respond to you."
A strange voice came from the device, joking: "But you will go see him soon."
Hearing this, the expression of the Kirigakure ninja changed.
boom! !
A roar suddenly sounded, and the Kirigakure ninja subconsciously looked up.
I saw that Kuritsugu Kushimaru, who had been wreaking havoc in the crowd, flew back uncontrollably as if he had been hit by something.
And a step away from the conference room on the third floor, a figure holding a knife in one hand stood casually under the moonlight.
"Tonight, this place will become the altar of baptism and transformation."
Yumukawa looked down at the Kirigakure people below and chuckled: "You will become sacrificial lambs with their skins stripped off, and use your souls and flesh to dye the altar red in exchange for our souls and bodies. The transformation!”
Behind him, a group of evil ghosts headed by him spread out like big black wings, looking coldly at the lamb that was about to be slaughtered.
