After Jiraiya, Jilu also saw the figure in the cave on the mountain wall, and his eyes widened instantly.

There was no doubt that it was a figure, but Jilu couldn't figure out why there was a living person under the Temple of Fire?

It's been closed for nearly a hundred years, how did this person survive?

Before the land could figure out why, the figure in the cave waved the wooden staff in his hand, and the stench under his feet surged to the four people on the ground like the tide when the tide rose.

And on these swamps of resentment, the white, swollen, four-legged animals with sarcomas that had appeared in Jiraiya's dreams before also emerged from the filth.

They slid like surfers on the filthy filth to Jiraiya and the others, almost exactly like the scene in the dream.

Seeing this scene, Jiraiya recalled the nightmare again, and finally remembered that his feet had been submerged in the swamp in the dream, unable to move.

The experience in this dream made him dare not stay here to continue to resist, and immediately shouted orders to the people around him.

"Don't get caught up in these things! Come on! ”

I don't know if the others really heard Jiraiya's own roar in the roar, or if it was out of instinctive rejection of the wave of filth that was constantly approaching their bodies in front of them, everyone immediately seemed to come to their senses, obeyed Jiraiya's command, and quickly ran towards the path they came.

Looking at Jiraiya and the others who were gradually moving away, the folding mirror did not chase after them in person, but jumped from the cave mouth of the mountain wall to the ground very indifferently.

On the ground, the roaring sound was still coming from a dozen huge pits.

These roars are a source of fear and uneasiness for ordinary people, and that manic sense of fear is difficult for ordinary people to resist.

And it was none other than the disfigureless mad god, Nyarrathotep, who made these roars.

Nyara Totip, the god of a thousand faces, is also a godless madness, because Naia has countless incarnations, and his face is endless.

In a sense, having an infinite number of faces is the same as having no faces.

As for the mad god, it was Naia's intentions that no one could understand, like a madman.

In the original work, the moment these roars appeared, they frightened everyone who came to explore here into running away.

And in this ninja world, the roar did not completely drive away these ninjas, and it seems that the SAN value of ninjas is indeed much higher than that of ordinary people.

But the fear and uneasiness caused by the roar still reached the hearts of these ninjas, and those trembling values were the best proof of this.

Just standing next to these deep pits, the folding mirror himself didn't feel that there was anything to frighten him from these roars, the only thing that made the folding mirror feel uncomfortable was some noise.

Standing on the edge of the pit, the folding mirror poked its head out, and looked very boldly into the bottomless darkness with its eyes.

Is this really the Nayarathotep deity?

At this moment, such an idea arises in the brain of the folding mirror.

So, under the ghost's divine request, the folding mirror actually opened his mouth and shouted into the abyss.

"Hey!"

The old voice blurted out, because the folding mirror used the incarnation of Baron Ikem I, so the voice was naturally the old voice that these barons should have.

And after shouting the old man's "Hey", there was no reaction in the pit, and even the echo could not be heard, and the sound made by the folding mirror was instantly swallowed up in the endless roar.

"Why are you yelling so loudly?"

"Be quiet!"

Folding Mirror shouted again, this time even Folding Mirror couldn't believe it, because the voice had really become smaller.

The roar in the pit instantly decreased a lot, which made the folding mirror feel very incredible.

What's really in there?

And listen to me?

So the folding mirror tentatively shouted inside.

"Shut up!"

The roar in the pit was gone, just as it had been before all the mutations began.

Forehead...

The existence in this deep pit is so obedient, which makes the heart of the folding mirror a little scared.

If it was really Nyarrathotep, if I had told Him to come out of it, and He listened...

I'm afraid the world will be destroyed, right?

Although the avatars of Nyaratotip are active in all corners of the world, these are incarnations after all, and not only do they have weaknesses, but they have even been expelled by humans in some special ways.

But if Nyaratotip's body came to this world in person, the folding mirror would not expect it to appear in the form of a beautiful white-haired girl.

The origin of Nayarattotip's body is an indescribable chaos, a certain unknown that is completely beyond the material world and the laws of time and space.

To summon such a thing here is simply to destroy the world in which you live.

Origami didn't want to do such a stupid thing, so the game of playing with the evil god ended here, and now Origami needed to concentrate on causing trouble for Jiraiya.

...

Here, Jiraiya, Jiriku, Naruto, and Sora are still on the run.

But even if they ran away in the footsteps of a ninja, the filth was still in hot pursuit, and it didn't look like they would let them go.

Fortunately, the roar that echoed in my ears suddenly stopped at some point, which made everyone's nervous fear temporarily ease, and they were able to discuss tactics normally.

"Jiraiya-sama, what now?"

Jiraiya, who was on the side, asked, and Jiraiya glanced at the exit in front of him, which was already very close, and said, "You can't let these things reach the ground anyway, so let's fight here." ”

"Yes!"

Jiraiya and Jilu instantly turned their bodies, facing the filth that came behind them like a tide and the four-legged livestock that lurked in them.

"Fire Escape: Flame Bomb!"

The chakra instantly gathered in Jiraiya's mouth and turned into oil, then ignited it with the Fire Escape Jutsu the moment it was spit out.

This is a more powerful and complex fire escape than the ordinary fire escape, and due to the presence of fuel oil, the combustion has a longer lasting firepower than the ordinary fire escape technique.

An oil curtain splashed on the swamp of resentment within a radius of more than ten meters in front of Jiraiya, and when it was ignited again, it instantly turned into a sea of fire.

In the sea of fire, those four-legged livestock did not have time to escape, and were instantly submerged in it, making a miserable cry.

Although these beasts are no longer called humans, when they are burned by the flames, they still let out a scream similar to that of a human, which makes the hearts of the four ninjas feel a little uncomfortable.

But this was not the time for the woman's kindness, for where there was no flame to burn, more filth was spreading in the direction of the four.