Naruto: Menma Exiting Infinite Tsukuyomi

Chapter 147: Chapter 147: Hidan: That Color is Called Fear



Chapter 147: Hidan: That Color is Called Fear

"Hidan, welcome back."

Outside the Cult of Jashin's base, Ryūmei looked at Hidan with a kind gaze, saying with a smile: "We thank Lord Jashin for his grace."

The group of Jashin cultists standing behind him also pressed the Jashin symbol necklaces to their foreheads.

In unison, with pious faces, they said: "Lord Jashin's grace!"

But faced with this grand display,

Hidan's entire body was soaked in blood, a man of unknown life status still slung over his shoulder.

"Your color..."

He looked at Ryūmei with a scrutinizing gaze, finally saying with a look of disdain: "Your color is very murky, even nauseating."

"Hmm?"

Hearing these words of unclear meaning, Ryūmei couldn't help but be stunned, frowning as he asked: "What do you mean by that?"

But Hidan clearly had no intention of replying to him.

He just walked past him without a word, leaving Ryūmei behind with a livid face, gritting his teeth.

"Lord Leader."

A cultist from behind stepped forward, asking tentatively: "Are... are you alright?"

Sensing the strange gazes of the cultists behind him, Ryūmei also came back to his senses.

In a sect that took pleasure in slaughter and had the law of the jungle as its doctrine, he had actually just shown his cowardice in front of everyone.

If these cultists saw his weakness, then no one would obey his orders anymore.

"Damn it! This Hidan fellow..."

A bone-chilling killing intent emerged in Ryūmei's eyes.

Hidan was the only successful experimental subject he had obtained after spending several years and sacrificing countless lives.

Unless absolutely necessary, he didn't want to break ties with Hidan.

But he absolutely would not allow the Cult of Jashin he had built with his own hands to suffer a backlash from this rebellious Hidan.

Since Hidan was already out of control, the only option was to destroy him.

After all, Hidan was no longer the only one now.

"We'll talk about other things later. Let's clean this up first."

When Ryūmei turned around again, only a smile remained on his face.

"Let's see what成果 (chéngguǒ - results/gains) Hidan has obtained from his first time foraging outside."

With that, he led the group of cultists towards the inside of the base.

...

After everyone walked into the base, they saw Hidan had already hung the man on the statue of the deity.

Then he took out a sharp short spear and lightly cut the man's wrist.

Drip~ Drip~

In the silent main hall of the base, Hidan just let the man's blood drip onto the floor.

Then he closed his eyes to feel that power.

The power granted to him by Lord Jashin.

"Hmm?"

Ryūmei frowned slightly upon seeing this, then began to ask: "Hidan, what are you do—"

But under the astonished gazes of everyone,

Hidan formed a single hand seal, the Ram seal. A special chakra began to travel through the meridians of his eyes, rapidly transforming into another kind of power.

"This is the power Lord Jashin has granted me."

Saying this, he slowly opened his eyes.

"The Evil Eye."

The dimly lit hall, the man nailed to the statue, the bizarre religious symbol at his feet.

And that one eye, glowing with a scarlet light.

In the eyes of the cultists, this scene actually possessed a unique kind of beauty.

"Power granted by Jashin?"

Ryūmei came back to his senses, looking deeply at Hidan's right eye, which glowed with a scarlet light.

The secret technique scroll made no mention of this change. Then what was going on with Hidan's current state?

Could it be another side effect of the forbidden experiment?

Damn it, why does it feel like things are getting out of control!

"Praise be to Lord Jashin."

Although an ominous premonition rose in his heart, he still praised him on the surface without any abnormality: "As expected of a believer as devout as I am to Lord Jashin, to have also received Lord Jashin's grace."

In front of these Jashin cultists, the existence of Jashin was greater than all else.

Although he didn't believe in any "Jashin" or "Jashin's power," as the leader of the Cult of Jashin, he couldn't publicly question Lord Jashin's "miracle."

Otherwise, these cultists would directly join forces to tear him, this "heretic," to pieces.

"Praise be to Lord Jashin!"

The group of cultists behind him also came back to their senses, shouting in unison with pious and fanatical faces.

Even some who had doubts didn't foolishly jump out to question, but instead praised Lord Jashin's mercy and greatness even louder.

After all, they were all grasshoppers on the same rope.

The more believable the existence of Jashin, the stronger the power of the Cult of Jashin would naturally become.

And the benefits they, these cultists who depended on the Cult of Jashin, could obtain would naturally be greater.

"This bunch of fools."

A trace of disdain flashed in Ryūmei's eyes as he secretly calculated: "Later, I'll gather some people and kill Hidan while he's sleeping at night."

Just as the murderous intent arose in his heart,

"Ugh... where is this..."

The man nailed to the statue also woke up, surveying his surroundings with a vacant and dazed gaze.

Until he saw Hidan standing before him, the man's expression gradually became terrified.

"You... you're that madman! What on earth do you want to do?!"

Immediately, he saw the blood flowing from his wrist, and the man's face became even paler.

He was once a Jōnin of Sunagakure, and later the leader of a group of wandering samurai and missing-nin.

But yesterday,

It was this madman before him!

This immortal monster!

Killed all his subordinates right in front of him!

And now he had brought him to this kind of place. What exactly did he want to do?!

"Ahahaha! This is the color!"

Hidan laughed wildly, covering his left eye, the scarlet light in his right eye becoming even more dazzling.

"Ah~ Praise be to Lord Jashin~"

He smiled with a fanatical and pious face: "Thank you, Lord Jashin, for letting me see this color. This is truly the most beautiful color in the world!!"

With that, Hidan licked the blood off the black short spear again.

Black and white, strange patterns began to appear all over his body.

"Ahhh! This thing again! No! I don't want to die!"

Seeing Hidan's transformation, the man once again recalled how his subordinates were killed, his facial expression becoming twisted.

"After Lord Jashin granted me this eye, I saw all sorts of colors in you, symbolizing various emotions."

Hidan looked at the man and said to himself: "Innumerable colors mixed together, nauseating like vomit. I didn't understand Lord Jashin's intention."

"Until... I unintentionally discovered there is one emotion and color that can suppress all other emotions, suppress all other colors, and slowly dominate the entire body."

Under the man's terrified gaze,

Hidan, while speaking in a crazed tone, aimed the black short spear at his own heart.

"That color only appears at the moment of death."

The instant his voice fell,

"No!! I..."

The man let out a terrified wail, and the black short spear also plunged directly into Hidan's heart.

Looking at the man before him whose breath was gradually fading,

Hidan covered his left eye, the curve of his lips widening more and more.

"That color... is named Fear!!"

(End of Chapter)

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