Naruto Guilty Crown

After the violent explosion, the scene became unusually calm.

A weird atmosphere swirled in the air.

There were several muffled sounds, and all the people outside the field fell down one after another. Their right arms and legs were broken off from their bodies, and the cuts were very smooth. Their bodies were covered with knife marks, and blood seeped out from his clothes. Dyeing the earth red.

Neither samurai nor ninja made any sound and left this world completely.

The white light aura gradually thinned and spread out, and gradually the two black shadows in the center of the field could be seen clearly.

Hidan was in the shattered blood formation, his clothes were torn into strips of cloth, and a few threads were wrapped around his body. His whole body was as black as ink, with white stripes swirling around his joints.

Although his right arm and both legs were completely severed and fell to the ground, Hidan's body was still standing upright on the ground. His left arm was grasped on the blood sickle and his body was leaning on it.

"It's so careless. It made me so embarrassed. Lord Evil God will never forgive me."

Hidan slowly raised his head, looked up to the sky and smiled: "But in the end, I won this war."

The black armor on Tian Zhiguang's left shoulder exploded, and a two-foot-long wound appeared, with blood dripping continuously.

The delicate sword was stuck in the ground, with pitted marks on the blade. Tian Zhi's hands were shaking violently, and it seemed that he had lost the strength to even lift the sword.

"Even if you are immortal, can you still pursue me? We still have..."

Tian Zhizuna's words came to an abrupt end. He turned around and looked outside the court, his eyes turned ashen, and he shouted in disbelief: "Xintian, Beitian!"

There was no response. Tian Zhiganghu wondered if he was hallucinating. Yes, it must be like this.

"Look at their wounds, are they the same as mine? That's right...it was you who killed them with your own hands." Hidan pulled out his scythe and licked the blood from the blade.

"No...no...devil, you are a demon!" Tian Zhiganghu scratched his head and roared in pain.

"I am just a loyal believer under the evil god."

Without the support of the scythe, Hidan fell to the ground, grabbed the short black pillar beside him, flicked it, and turned it into a one-meter-long spear, stabbing his chest.

"Even though you are the one who killed me, I will still pray for you."

At the same time that Hidan mutilated himself, the same blood hole appeared on Tadashi Tsuna's body. He covered his chest, and blood kept flowing out of the corners of his mouth: "Uh-huh! So that's it? I really killed them..."

"Hehehehe...hahahahaha~"

Hidan lay motionless on the ground, looking up at the sky, letting out a creepy, mocking laugh that contained contempt.

"The ritual is complete and you know it's too late."

"I want to pray now. You are welcome to attack at any time. If you want to escape with the little princess, that's up to you."

"However, you only have 30 minutes, so enjoy the last moments of your life."

"Master Yuhua!" Tian Zhigang was stunned for a moment, as if he suddenly came to his senses, and walked slowly, step by step, behind the trees.

Stepping over Nitta's corpse and walking past Beita's side, the corpse's eyes were empty, its face was distorted into a humanoid shape due to pain, and blood was dripping all over the ground.

Every step, step by step, is filled with the blood of your partners.

I killed Xintian and Beitian...

He was constantly shaken deep in his heart, and intense pain swept over him. Although he had gone through many storms, he killed his companions with his own hands...

He felt that everything around him began to change shape, becoming distant and blurry, as if he had entered a world filled with blood.

The twisted figures of the two Aratas made miserable ghostly howling sounds and kept repeating questioning words.

……

And Yuka-sama, this is my last mission as a samurai.

The last belief was constantly strengthened in his mind. He chose to ignore the two of them and walked forward step by step.

The blurry eyes gradually became clear, and only then did he see a familiar figure blocking the road, constantly shaking his body and calling his name loudly.

"Tazhi Ganghu!"

What a beautiful scene this is!

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sp;The summer sunshine penetrates the lush woods, shines into this dark land filled with the smell of blood, and falls on the young man in white in front of him.

At this moment, he seemed to be God's beloved son born into the world to save people who fell into the abyss.

After seeing clearly, Tian Zhi's pale face glowed with red light, and the light of hope was reborn in his eyes.

Tian Zhigang's lips opened and closed slightly, as if he wanted to tell something, but he stopped and didn't know where to start.

Ying Manji understood his expression, let go of his hand on his shoulder, turned her eyes slightly to the side, and said in a low voice: "I know it all, I'm sorry, I'm late..."

"This is already the second time... you are my noble one." Tian Zhigang shook his head, with no trace of blame in his eyes, but a look of joy.

In a blink of an eye, Tian Zhigang saw the three people behind the young man, as well as the small sleeping figure on Lian Weitai, and walked quickly with a dumb voice: "Master Yuhua..."

He stretched out his hand to touch her, but stopped again.

His old hands were covered with blood, and he couldn't bear to damage his perfect and lovely cheeks. Tian Zhizuna looked at Yajie Yuhua quietly, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"I can only stop here. On the next road, Yuhua will continue to walk bravely even without my company!"

Ying Manji held silver blood-striped scissors in her hands and stepped forward.

He saw the blood array floating in the air, a lifeline that was hundreds of times better than ordinary people, and also had the ability to automatically repair, emitting a powerful life aura.

Tian Zhi Ganghu's lifeline was just wrapped around the surface of this huge rope. As long as he made a move, Tian Zhi would be the first to die.

"I have a way to kill him for good."

"But your life is tied to him."

Ying Manji's voice was cold and she spoke calmly.

Tian Zhi Ganghu no longer cares about the truth or falsehood of Ying Manji's words, nor does he care about the method. Before he dies, he just wants to see Yuhua a few more times.

"I've already made preparations. The only thing I can't let go of is the bath flowers. I need to trouble you more."

Ying Manji nodded, acquiesced and said, "Is there any other last wish?"

"Your Excellency, let's do it! I'm lucky to have met you." Tian Zhiganghu shook his head and showed a relieved smile.

Ying Manji carried the scissors and walked to the boundary of the formation.

On the sunken and broken ground, Hidan lay quietly in the Evil God Formation, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Is it a little guy like you who has been talking to yourself since just now?"

"Hahaha~ If you want to kill me, if you can, just try it!"

Hidan showed no fear at all and put on a posture of letting others take advantage of him. He laughed unabashedly and his eyes were full of contempt.

Without speaking, Sakura Manji's eyes were very cold. She stepped on Hidan's only remaining left arm, held the handle with both hands, slowly opened the blood-striped scissors, and aimed it at Hidan's chest.

Hidan looked at the cold eyes and clothes, and suddenly realized something, and finally seemed to remember something.

"I said that I felt a sense of familiarity. It turned out to be Orochimaru's lackey."

"I've been underestimated again. Orochimaru doesn't even dare to kill me, but you brat is still trying to be brave..."

The blade of the blood-striped scissors glowed with a strange color, and before Hidan could finish his words, it was inserted into his chest.

The blood-striped scissors touched Tokihou on Hidan's chest, and Sakura's consciousness was pulled into a void otherworld.

It was pitch black here, with white images playing in the background as flashbacks continued.

It tells the story of a little gray-haired boy who, as he grew up, found his true faith and slaughtered an entire village to worship the evil god.

After joining the Cult of the Evil God, he volunteered as a guinea pig to test the Evil God's forbidden techniques, and became the first successful case, gaining the power of the curse and immortality.

But his immortality is not a blessing, but an evil curse, and his power must be sustained by killing.

Then he joined "Xiao" in order to carry out his beliefs and to let more people know the pain of injury and death.

In this way, Hidan faithfully served the evil god step by step until today.

That's right, as of today.