Naruto: I am regarded as a savior with villain template

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Chapter 37: Death, accompanied by rebirth ( there is an anime Easter egg at the end)

Bang! Bang bang bang!

Scarlet spikes shot out suddenly like scattered flowers, and the screams that broke through the air were endless, piercing through everyone instantly like nails piercing paper.

Groups of blood flowers exploded in mid-air.

The terrifying penetrating power hits the human body and does not stay in the flesh and bones at all. Instead, it directly beats the person into rotten flesh and then penetrates deeper!

Blood was splashed on the reliefs on the surrounding walls, turning them red into a hell on earth and a sea of red clouds and blood.

Even if Yahiko closed his eyes, he could still hear those sounds clearly.

The sound of cracking of the skull, the breaking of hand bones, the tearing of skin, the shattering sound of the body being exploded...

Until finally, all sounds stopped.

The air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

The complete corpse knelt on the ground with its head bowed like a pilgrim, wrapping the position of Kumokawa in a semicircle. A large stream of fresh blood flowed into a pool of blood, as if an altar of flesh and blood had been built.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

On top of the altar made of skeletons, Kayama was struggling and half-kneeling on the ground, with holes of flesh and blood visible all over his body.

There were even several holes that had penetrated his spine and heart, but even so, he still didn't die.

Because the blood of those believers was constantly surging, flowing into his body from under the altar like spring water, healing the mutilated body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But at this moment, a shadow enveloped him, leaving him in darkness.

Kayama subconsciously looked up and stabbed out the black spear in his sleeve, accompanied by a sharp and sudden scream.

"It's too close." He couldn't help but think to himself, "Just a little blood will do..."

But before he could stab the person in front of him, he felt his wrist being wrapped around.

It was a scarlet tentacle of flesh and blood, tightly strangling the piercing black spear.

Click!!

The tentacle twisted suddenly, completely breaking Kayama's wrist.

"Ugh!" He groaned, showing a look of extreme pain.

Immediately afterwards, the tentacle, with a violence that did not belong to human beings, suddenly drew towards him amidst the buzzing sound that broke through the sky.

Bang!!

In a bone-cracking explosion that made one's teeth hurt, Kayama's entire body instantly flew backwards and hit the wall. His limbs and bones twisted and rolled under the altar!

"Distance only has meaning in a fight between equals."

"With You And I, Distance Holds No Meaning At All."

Kumokawa's voice first reached Kayama's ears from a distance, but the next second, he suddenly felt a foreign object piercing his chest.

Poof!

Kumokawa looked down at him and said in a gentle tone: "If I do this, my hand is almost instantly at your heart.."

If you ignore the tentacle piercing the heart, his tone is almost like a greeting.

But another tentacle behind him stretched out again, wrapped around Kayama's neck and lifted it up directly.

"A mutilated immortal body?"

Looking at the heart that was still beating after being pierced, and at the head that he had just curled up to protect, Kumokawa shook his head and sighed: "Having a vitality that is not commensurate with your strength is also a kind of sadness."

Compared with Hidan in the original plot, this guy's "immortality" is too weak and requires enough blood.

"Ahem! You...the blasphemer...are more of a monster than me!"

Kayama's voice was extremely hoarse and cold, almost unlike what a human could utter. His face covered with blood was extremely crazy, and he said with a ferocious smile: "Kill me, and you will be cursed by the 'Lord', and death will follow you like a shadow!"

The moment he finished speaking, Kumokawa suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of spying for no reason.

"Huh?" Kumokawa raised his eyebrows.

Following his perception, he turned to look at the faceless stone statue on the altar, and immediately realized that those "eyes" were watching him through the gap.

Invisible eyes scanned him from head to toe, holding every inch of his skin in his hands and slowly tightening it, as if he wanted to greedily squeeze out a pool of blood from him.

"The Lord is watching me, and you will be cursed!"

Kayama stared at Kumokawa in front of him, his eyes seeming to be looking into his soul, trying to see his fear and cowardice.

But at the next moment, Kayama suddenly felt a sharp pain pouring into his brain.

Blood slipped and flowed from the tip of the tentacle, and it finally fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Ah!!"

He let out an extremely shrill scream and cast a malicious look at Kumokawa.

But Kumokawa's face was covered by a scarlet visor, and his dark blue eyes were like dry wells, as if they could swallow up all the prying eyes, leaving no trace of fear like he could expect mercy from him.

"Curse?"

He looked at Kayama, whose brain was pierced by the tentacles and swaying in the wind, and said softly: "It's more like a promise."

"Then, my promise is..."

"To kill all the so-called gods."

Poof!!

He pulled out the tentacle and let Kayama kneel on the ground with a plop, his whole head tilted back.

The calm voice reached his ears, and Kayama's eyes gradually became dull, and finally only a touch of fear remained.

The candlelight on the wall reflected a dark red light, making Kumokawa's body look particularly coquettish and even more terrifying than that stone statue.

This guy is a blasphemer.

--Also a monster.

[Task name: [Believer's Communion]]

[Task Level: Blue]

[Task status: Completed]

[Hold points: 2200 (+3000)]

Kumokawa lowered his eyes and retracted his scarlet tentacles.

He just glanced at the stone statue and showed a cold smile.

Immediately, he turned around and walked towards the door of the stone tower.

Nagato watched the whole process in silence, patted Yahiko who was stunned in place, turned around and followed Kumokawa out of the stone tower.

But when Yahiko came to his senses and was about to turn around and leave.

He suddenly heard a faint cry, as if it was mixed with blood mist and floated to his ears, and there was a nightmarish low chant accompanying it.

Yahiko's pupils shrank instantly, the hair on his body stood up, and he looked back suddenly following the sound.

But on the altar, the woman who seemed to have been forgotten had actually given birth to a child!

"Whoa whoa!"

"But the Lord is with me. In this desolate and hopeless place, the Lord gives me abundant grace and I offer my faith to the Lord…"

The entire stone tower suddenly fell into deathly silence. Only the woman's pious chanting and the deeper and deeper crying continued to echo in Yahiko's ears.

He couldn't help but take steps towards the skeleton altar, and finally turned into running.

The altar was smeared with blood like a slaughterhouse, and the strong smell of blood was enough to make people sick.

But when Yahiko carefully leaned down and picked up the crying baby, a complex look suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"child..."

He looked at the woman beside her who was pale but still praying devoutly. He clenched the sharp dagger in his hand and there was sadness in his eyes.

For the first time, he felt that life and destiny were so vivid and tragic.

Fate has no mercy, and God's long night has no end.

"Sorry, please don't blame me..."

Yahiko looked at the woman and murmured in a low voice. Determination finally showed on his face, and he said with pity, "No, please feel free to hate me."

After saying that, he held the baby in one hand and raised the dagger with the other hand.

Poof!!

The devout prayer stopped abruptly, and blood splashed on Yahiko's face, adding a bit of weirdness to him.

Along with her life, Yahiko's unbearable heart and the head of the stone statue passed away.

The fracture in his neck was extremely smooth, and his head had already been chopped off with the dagger!

It is not death that is new life.

Rather, death is accompanied by rebirth...

Outside the stone tower, Nagato turned to look at Kumokawa beside him, and asked in confusion: "Brother, is that innocent and passionate fool really worthy of you looking at him differently?"