After hearing the words of the Uchiha Festival, Hatano just smiled and didn't say anything. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Seeing that Hatano seemed to have something unspeakable, the Uchiha Matsuri didn't continue to ask.

For three days in a row, the Uchiha Festival traveled in the territory of Haunokoku accompanied by Hatano and Dazna.

The two of them, swept away their previous eagerness, and never opened their mouths to talk about the cult to the Uchiha Festival.

On the afternoon of the third day, while visiting a beach, the Uchiha Matsuri finally couldn't help but wonder and asked Hatano and Dazna about the cult again.

Hearing the Uchiha Matsuri ask about this again, Hatano felt that it was difficult to hide the matter anymore, so he explained to the Uchiha Matsuri the reason for what he and Dazna had done in the past few days.

It turned out that the week when the Uchiha Matsuri came to the Land of Waves coincided with the "Blood Sacrifice" ceremony of the Cult of the Evil God.

It is rumored that during the "Blood Sacrifice" ceremony, the strength of the High Priest of the Cult of the Evil God will be much higher than usual.

Previously, the cult had warned the inhabitants of the Land of Waves countless times that if the "Blood Sacrifice" was destroyed and the evil gods were furious, not only the cultists would suffer, but even the entire inhabitants of the country of waves would silently storm the streets overnight.

The frightened inhabitants of the country of waves naturally did not dare to make any mistakes during the "Blood Sacrifice".

Therefore, neither Hatano nor Dazna has been silent about anything about the cult these days.

After hearing Hatano's explanation, Sarutobi Asma showed a disdainful expression:

"Uncle, do you also believe in such a thing as 'all the residents will be violently corpsed overnight'?"

It's no wonder that Ape Fei Asma can't understand it, and even the Uchiha Festival, who has read the original Hokage, can't believe it.

In the original work, the flying section that believes in the cult of evil gods, its strength, undoubtedly, has reached the level of a shadow.

However, even the flying section could not quietly kill the entire inhabitants of the country of waves.

Therefore, neither the three of Maitkai nor the Uchiha Matsuri could believe this exaggerated statement.

"This kind of thing is better to believe in it than to believe in it. Hatano spread his hands helplessly.

In fact, if this revenge was not directed against themselves, the inhabitants of the country of Wave would have serious doubts about the veracity of such a threat, just like the four Uchiha Matsuri.

However, this threat is aimed at itself.

Who would gamble with their lives?

It is because the bearer of the consequences is oneself, therefore, it is okay to believe it or not to believe it. Not a single resident of the Land of Waves did not strictly abide by the rule that "no interference with the 'Blood Sacrifice'" was strictly followed.

Thinking of this, the Uchiha Matsuri didn't say anything more.

Since he is a paid officer, and the employer does not say anything, what reason does he, the paid employee, have to object?

"Uncle, when will this 'Blood Sacrifice' end?" asked the Uchiha Matsuri to Dazna.

"The day after tomorrow. Dazner said.

"Well, the assassination will be carried out the day after tomorrow. The Uchiha said.

The home of the Cult of the Cult.

In a cave.

More than a dozen cultists were still around the campfire, chanting incantations that belonged only to the cult itself.

Around the campfire.

The high priest lay on the ground, reverently closing his eyes and performing the ritual.

"High Priest, it's been half an hour, and you've been lying on the ground, isn't it cold?"

Next to the crowd, a white-haired young man leaned against the stone wall of the cave, looking leisurely at the "Blood Sacrifice" ritual that was going on in front of him.

"Kiristin boy, I told you a long time ago. Don't talk to me during the ceremony. Hearing the white-haired boy try to talk to him for the Nth time, the high priest finally couldn't help it.

"Okay, okay, you go on. I'm not talking to you anymore. The white-haired boy laughed, then turned his head in the direction of the outside of the cave.

Ten minutes later.

With a sound of "Spell - Possession of the Evil God", the high priest who was lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes.

"Blood comes. ”

As if possessed by an evil god, the high priest looked at the dozen or so disciples surrounding him with a hideous face.

In a moment, the white-bearded old man came to the bonfire with a dozen young men and girls tied up with flowers.

"Lord Priest, the sacrifice has been delivered. The white-bearded old man said respectfully.

However, in the next second, the high priest suddenly slapped the white-bearded old man.

"I am now an evil god, not a high priest as you call me. "The High Priest's eyes are full of murderous intent.

"Evil gods?"

The white-haired young man watching from the sidelines couldn't help but frown.

"Yes, yes, it's my old eyes that are dizzy, and I have offended the evil god. Seeing that the high priest (evil god) was powerful, the white-bearded old man quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times.

As if he could have a premonition of what kind of encounter he was going to face, more than a dozen boys and girls had more or less panicked expressions on their faces.

"These people are all civilians. The white-haired boy was speechless, and said secretly in his heart.

"Let's get started. The face of the high priest was not minus the slightest hideousness.

"The 'Blood Sacrifice' ceremony, this is about to begin?" the white-haired boy crossed his hands and watched with cold eyes as he watched what was about to happen.

"The ceremony begins!"

At the sound of an order, more than a dozen boys and girls were tied to the wooden frame of the "rice" shape that had been prepared for a long time.

Plop.

More than a dozen disciples moved at the same time, and blood sprayed all over them.

"You people are not going to end well. ”

On the rice shelf, a teenager stared at the cult and made his final curse to the cultists.

The remaining dozen or so kidnapped teenagers also cursed at the disciples in front of them, obviously unwilling to accept the fact that they were about to die at the hands of this group of cultists.

"It's stupid. The evil god, or the high priest, scoffed.

The evil god is originally a master of curses.

Cursing the evil god is undoubtedly a ridiculous stupidity in the eyes of the evil god himself.

Five minutes later.

As the last sacrifice died, the white-bearded old man waved his arm, and more than a dozen disciples hurriedly collected all the blood left on the ground by the sacrifice.

"What is this going to do?" said the white-haired young man, who was watching the whole process, wondered inwardly.

To the surprise of the white-haired boy, the white-bearded old man dipped his brush in blood and drew a huge circle on the uneven ground.

In the middle of the circle, the white-bearded old man drew a huge equilateral triangle.

After seeing that the formation was drawn, the high priest jumped up and jumped to the center of the formation.

Suddenly, the High Priest's whole body emitted a terrifying blood-red light.

"I didn't expect it, this cult still has two brushes. The white-haired young man's gaze had already turned to the high priest sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation.

For the next five minutes, the red light on the high priest's body became brighter and brighter, and at the same time, a thin layer of blood mist was floating in the entire cave.