Chapter 487
Death, what is so scary about it?
Chapter 487 Death, what is so scary about it?
"Ok?"
Suspended in mid-air, Hidan's scarlet eyes darted around as he looked at the wounds on his body pierced by the threads.
The wound was not only excruciatingly painful, but also felt a chilling sensation spreading like a poison, preventing the flesh from moving and healing.
His terrifying self-healing ability seemed to have vanished.
Ever since being countered by Hidan's almost shameless and terrifying self-healing ability in the Land of Hot Water, 'Puppet Master' has devoted himself to research.
Specifically targeting this regenerative constitution, toxins that can inhibit cell activity and prevent self-healing abilities have been developed. At this moment, these toxins are being injected into Hidan's body along the threads.
"Hmph..." A hint of pleasure finally appeared on the Puppet Master's face as he said hoarsely, "I've had enough of you, you mad dog."
"go to hell!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her arms tensed, and the hundreds of threads piercing through Hidan's body pulled outward. She wanted to cut this guy into mincemeat and see if he could regenerate!
However, at the very moment the thread taut...
Hidan, pierced by countless threads, looked up at the 'Puppet Master' and said, "I truly cannot sever your threads."
"but……"
As soon as he finished speaking, Hidan bit off his own tongue, puffed out his cheeks, and the blood in his mouth was instantly compressed and shaped.
puff!
A thin line of blood, as thin as a hair, shot directly from his mouth, moving faster than the limits of visual perception, leaving only a fleeting red line in the air.
The bloodline cut through without any obstruction, and the 'Puppet Master's' arm, which was connected by countless threads and was taut and about to be pulled, was severed cleanly at the wrist.
The pain of his severed arm caused the puppet master to let out a muffled groan, and most of the threads binding Hidan loosened instantly.
"Hahaha!" Hidan's eyes flashed with a ferocious red light as he laughed maniacally, "If I'm a mad dog, then someone like you only deserves to be my dog food!"
"And then, it becomes my dog shit!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he forcefully tore at his arm, which was pierced by the silk thread. The muscles and bones of his arm were instantly cut into pieces of flesh, but it also allowed him to break free of the restraints.
enough.
Boom!
Suddenly, the "Four-Sickle Child" burst forth with a dense blood-red light, snapping the countless threads that were binding and pulling the giant scythe, and slashed out fiercely!
A crescent-shaped blood blade, larger and more solid than before, was flung out from the blade's edge.
Swish! !
The blood-red blade sliced through the air, instantly passing the point where the 'Puppet Master' was connected to the spider's body, cutting through the layers of tightly woven, heavy spider web beneath her feet.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
A look of bewilderment slowly appeared on the 'Puppet Master's' face, and a memory inappropriately surfaced in his mind.
That was the bloody battle of position reversal that 'corpse bones' had instigated against her.
She lost, defeated by that guy who was just as mad as a dog.
"You are too weak."
The man looked down at her, his tone cold and disdainful: "A thread is a thread, no matter how strong it is forged, that fact remains."
"If you are going to die, you will die on these seemingly strong threads."
At the time, she only felt humiliated and angry, thinking it was nothing more than mockery.
But now, she understands.
The skeletons weren't mocking her for not being strong enough; they were simply stating a fact.
Her threads are strong enough to cut through anything, and her manipulations are precise enough to control the battlefield, but the body that bears this power is far too fragile.
The silk threads could not truly become a part of her, nor could they wrap around her entire body; doing so would only bind her, and she would only be "trapped in her own cocoon."
and so……
puff!
The upper body of the 'Puppet Master' slowly separated from the lower body along a smooth arc from the point where it merged with the spider's body at the waist and abdomen.
The grotesque spider's body went out of control, its eight legs limply drooping downwards, while its upper body fell backwards.
thump……
When the master fell into the viscous river of blood, he didn't splash much water; instead, it was as if he had fallen into a swamp.
The part of the body that came into contact with the river of blood emitted a fine, corroding sound, like ice and snow under the scorching sun, as it was rapidly melted and decomposed.
"I can still..."
She instinctively raised her only remaining arm, her fingertips trying to shoot out threads to grab onto something and pull herself out of the river of blood, but...
Glug! Glug!
Countless hands reached out from the river of blood beneath her, grabbing her arms, mangled body, and even her neck, pulling her downwards with even greater force, as if trying to turn her into a part of this river of blood.
A shadow fell.
The flying object landed on the river of blood beside her.
The toxin that suppressed the self-healing ability of the 'Puppet Master' was very strong. He forcibly broke free from the restraints and his whole body was covered with cuts. Half of his face was only connected by a little skin and flesh, hanging down at his chin.
This is the first time his self-healing ability has failed since he mastered the "Four-Sickle Child".
"If you don't struggle any longer, if you don't beg for mercy, maybe I'll let you go?"
Hidan, carrying the enormous scythe, tilted his head slightly, his eyes reflecting the 'Puppet Master's' gradually calming face, and said, "You probably don't want to really die, do you?"
The corrosion of the Blood River is intensifying, and the dragging of the Blood Hands is deepening.
Half of the 'Puppet Master's' body sank into the river of blood, and he could clearly feel his consciousness becoming blurred.
Clearly, just as Hidan said, if she were swallowed by this river of blood, she would become food.
“Yes, I don’t want to die, especially not at the hands of someone like you,” the Puppet Master admitted calmly. “But that would be too ugly.”
She would rather die than beg for mercy in such a lowly way.
Upon hearing this, Hidan's mouth gradually widened, almost tearing to his ears, revealing his gleaming white teeth and scarlet gums.
"Ha! You bastard..."
He chuckled softly, his shoulders shaking with laughter, and looked at the 'Puppet Master's' body, now only the upper half remaining. He licked his lips and said, "Isn't it... beautiful?"
To him, those who fear death and fawn over others are nothing but ugly weaklings.
Even though he allowed Kabuto Yakushi to manipulate the Jashin Cult at will, he never gave his blood to such a guy.
He genuinely loathed that kind of guy.
Just as he inherited the memories of the "Four-Sickle Boy," he also loathed the previous owner of the "Four-Sickle Boy."
What is so scary about death?
It's just that one person is forever left in yesterday, while others move forward with the passage of time.
Only someone like the Puppet Master, who dares to face death, deserves his definition of "beauty" and "power."
and so……
呲!
Hidan brought down the scythe he was carrying on his shoulder.
Only a few crimson arcs of light flashed by simultaneously, and the 'Puppet Master's' body was like shattered porcelain, with countless cuts appearing along those crimson arcs.
Then, it decomposed and shattered, turning into specks of purple light that drifted in the air.
Among the ten blades, the 'Puppet Master' perished here. ——————
Splash... Splash...
The waves gently lapped against the beach, endlessly, a tranquility unique to this era.
In the distance, the sea and sky merge into one, crystal clear, while on the other side lies a vast, lush jungle.
Right where the sea meets the forest, on a flat sandy area, two wooden houses stand alone, facing the sea and with their backs to the trees.
In front of one of the wooden houses, Chuan Shi stood quietly, his black hair fluttering slightly in the sea breeze, his face calm as he watched for any movement around him so as not to disturb the wooden house behind him.
hum.
Just then, a gentle yet expansive aura quietly rippled out from behind.
"This is..." Chuan Shi paused for a moment, then subconsciously turned his head to look at the wooden house.
In his perception, Senior Yun's powerful aura seemed to have disappeared, yet it also seemed to be omnipresent.
It transformed into the freshness of the sea breeze rustling through the treetops, into the vitality of seeds sprouting from the ground, and into the warmth of sunlight falling on all things.
It seems to blend into the surrounding waves, beach, jungle, and even the blowing wind and flowing air, becoming one with them, full of the vitality to nurture all things.
Inside the wooden house, Otsutsuki Yun sat cross-legged on the simple wooden bed, maintaining a posture with his five hearts facing the sky, and slowly opened his eyes.
At the corners of his eyes, wisps of blue light quietly spilled out, like two flowing eyeshadows, adding a touch of ethereal beauty to his face.
Yun lowered her head, opened her palm, the lines on her palm were clear, and there seemed to be a faint light flowing under her skin.
In his perception, the world had become completely different.
In the air, beneath the ground, in flowing water...
The omnipresent natural energy, like a gentle stream, was flowing into his body spontaneously and continuously, blending seamlessly with his chakra.
"This is the true Sage Body," Ōtsutsuki Kumo murmured to himself. "Is this what Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo felt after mastering natural energy?"
"Natural energy" is a very peculiar thing. Even the Otsutsuki clan did not use it as a power source. Instead, they used the Divine Tree to brutally drain the natural energy from the entire planet.
However, "natural energy" can also have amazing effects.
After becoming the Ten-Tails' Jinchūriki and transcending to another level, the ninjutsu condensed from chakra lost its effectiveness, but the sage chakra fused with natural energy still possessed the ability to cause harm.
In the original work, during Naruto and Sasuke's final battle at the Valley of the End, Naruto, relying on the Nine-Tails and the natural energy of the surrounding land, was able to rival Sasuke, who had extracted the chakra of all eight tailed beasts.
Hagoromo Otsutsuki and Hashirama Senju, who possessed Sage Mode bodies, did not need to remain still like Jiraiya to absorb natural energy, nor did they need to rely on the Nine-Tails like Naruto.
During battle, they can instantly enter a state similar to a sage mode, thus unleashing sage techniques.
This is actually the same as "Wood Release," which should have been the power of the "Divine Tree."
Even the Otsutsuki clan does not possess this ability, so Otsutsuki Kumoshiki naturally did not inherit this physique.
Before this, although he had obtained a similar "Sage Mode" ability from the priestess of the Land of Demons, he still needed to store up natural energy in advance each time he used it.
Only now, thanks to the "High-Level Soul Control" which transformed his physique, did he feel that his body had truly become a part of nature.
Now, if he so desires, he can harness all the natural energy of the entire ninja world for his own use.
squeak...
With a soft sound, the wooden door opened automatically without any wind, and Otsutsuki Kumoshiki stood up and stepped out of the wooden house.
When Chuanshi, who was guarding outside, saw Yunshi for the first time, he was taken aback.
The afternoon sun shone on him, and his long blue-white hair seemed to flow with the colors of moonlight and sea light, reflecting the blue glimmer in the corners of his eyes.
He stood there, his figure unchanged, his aura gentle and restrained, yet he gave off a feeling that was indescribably different from before his seclusion.
Just like a piece of raw jade that has shed its artifice and revealed its natural essence.
But Chuan quickly composed himself, lowered his eyes, and said respectfully, "Senior."
rustling... rustling...
Just as the Sichuanese voice finished speaking, a dense but faint sound suddenly came from the surrounding dense jungle.
Those were the sounds of branches rubbing, grass rustling, and soil loosening, coming from all directions as they drew nearer.
Chuan's eyes narrowed, and he turned to look in the direction from which the sound came.
As if drawn by something, all sorts of animals emerged from their hiding places—the woods, the bushes, and even the soft sand beneath.
We slowly approached the wooden house, or rather, the cloud formation in front of it.
Brown bears, tigers, monkeys, ostriches, koalas, hippos, pangolins...
There was even a penguin that was wobbling around, and I don't know how it got there.
Many animals are clearly in a predator-prey relationship in the food chain, but at this moment, they miraculously do not fight or hunt.
Brown bears and wild deer walked side by side, tigers ignored antelopes that were just inches away, and all the animals' eyes were fixed on Yun Shi.
Clearly, the aura emanating from Otsutsuki Kumoshiki at this moment possessed an irresistible attraction for the creatures of this land, who instinctively wanted to be close to him.
However, when these animals actually saw Yun Shi's figure, they could sense the threat lurking beneath his gentle aura.
For a moment, they all stopped a dozen meters away from the wooden house, gathered together, making low growls in their throats or gently scratching the ground.
They dared not approach any further, yet were reluctant to leave.
Chuan Shi frowned slightly and subconsciously raised a hand, trying to scare the animals away.
However, just as he raised his hand...
A clear bird song rang out above his head.
A small bird with brightly colored feathers fluttered its wings and landed lightly on the finger he had raised.
The little bird tilted its head, curiously examining Chuan Shi with its beady black eyes, and even gently pecked at his fingertips with its beak, making a "coo-coo" sound.
"..."
Looking at the fearless creature on his fingertips, Chuan Shi's movements froze, and he subconsciously lowered his voice, saying, "Senior Yun Shi, these animals..."
"You want to kill them?" Otsutsuki Kumoshiki asked calmly.
"No." Chuan Shi blurted out almost subconsciously.
He had never seen these animals before, these diverse and vibrant creatures.
Whether on their own barren home planet, which is lacking in resources and has a monotonous color scheme, or on the Otsutsuki home planet, which is hierarchical, cold, and oppressive.
In his hometown, there were only barren rocks and a cruel reality of people resorting to any means to survive.
On the Otsutsuki home planet, there is only a rigid hierarchy and the law of the jungle.
He had never seen such vibrant and diverse life on this planet.
"Then let's keep it."
Yun's tone remained calm, revealing no emotion, as she said, "However, it's not good for too many animals to gather together. Let's find another place to live."
Having said that, he stopped looking at the slightly dazed Chuan Shi and instead lowered his gaze to the steps of the wooden house.
There, a turtle with grass growing on its back was slowly and clumsily climbing the steps, inching its way toward Otsutsuki Kumoshiki.
There was also an orange-yellow toad, cowering there, too afraid to go up.
(End of this chapter)