Chapter 57 Planting Trees with Human Body (Seeking Monthly Tickets!!)

Hiss! !

Reflected in the horrified pupils of the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost.

The fatal through-wounds on Nagato's body were entangled with blood like silk threads, and the flesh and blood were wriggling and healing at a speed visible to the human eye.

In just four or five seconds, the muscles twisted and knotted, and there was no trace of wounds.

Only the little blood left on the skin could prove that the fatal injury just suffered was not an illusion of the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost.

"..."

The expression on the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost's face was stiff, and his sharp teeth were trembling slightly at this moment.

Ghost? Evil ghost?

What kind of terrifying recovery ability is this?

What kind of monster did he encounter? !

"Escape! Must escape!"

The Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost's pupils condensed, and the idea of ​​escaping rose instantly.

He came to earn merit, not to give his life to the Mizukage.

He couldn't die here inexplicably like this!

But the next moment he moved his feet.

"I say," Nagato said coldly, "where are you going to escape to?"

Instantly, the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost heard a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Almost out of instinct, he raised his hand and blocked Samehada in front of him.

In his trembling pupils, he reflected the four scarlet thorns that shot through him.

"Hiss!!"

Accompanied by the creepy sound of being pierced through the flesh, the first to hiss was not the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost, but Samehada that was directly pierced in front of him.

Samehada, which used to hurt people with its barbs, was torn apart by the twisted and hideous thorns at this moment.

Its barbs, which were as strong as metal, were as fragile as melted ice under the sharp serrations of the thorns.

"Hiss!!"

Samehada opened its mouth wide and struggled wildly, like a fish and meat pressed on a chopping board.

"Samehada?"

Xiguashan Puffer Ghost looked at this scene in disbelief.

The next moment, he also spit out a mouthful of blood, and slowly lowered his head to look at his abdomen stiffly.

He saw two blood-colored thorns piercing him, and blood gushed out from the flesh that was pierced.

It was actually wriggling like a living thing, like a blood-sucking worm parasitic in his body, consciously sucking blood from his body.

Seeing this, Xiguashan Puffer Ghost tried to condense chakra to release ninjutsu, but was horrified to find that his vitality was being absorbed by it.

"How... is it possible..."

Xiguashan Puffer Ghost's tone was full of fear, and he finally understood why Samehada was so abnormal.

In panic, he didn't care about the dense spikes, and grabbed the thorns with both hands!

"Ah!!"

Before he could break the thorns with force, the spikes grew suddenly and pierced his hands. A large amount of blood splashed on the ground instantly, causing the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost to howl miserably.

Nagato slowly walked in front of him, coldly admiring the withering of life, and gently pushed the inserted thorns.

Puff! !

Each squeezed wound burst open, spraying bloody residual flowers, and the whole person was wrapped in blood mist.

The thorns that penetrated into the body twisted and expanded in the body, further piercing his kidneys on both sides, and leaving several transparent holes in the lungs.

Each spike was absorbing the sweet blood and vitality, and they even greedily extended their fine and sharp "tentacles", wrapping the body of the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost like vines.

It was like a tree made of flesh and blood, taking root and sprouting from a person's body.

The originally tall and strong body of the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost shrank like a deflated balloon.

And the "fruit" produced by this tree flowed into Nagato's body along the thorns.

"Hiss!"

Nagato couldn't help but take a breath, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up, revealing two symbolic fangs.

As if a long drought had met with a sweet rain, a stream of vitality flowed into the thin body, and the originally sickly and pale face gradually began to become full and rosy.

"Hehe!"

The Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost, who had not yet died, looked at this scene, and the pain and despair that surged in his heart were indescribable.

Once Nagato's thorns drilled into the enemy's body, they would seal the enemy's chakra like the Diamond Seal, and use the flesh and blood as a seedbed to continuously breed branches and leaves and absorb.

His blood demon art is far more sinister, cruel, bloody, and evil than the Diamond Seal!

"Huh!"

Until the end, Nagato exhaled deeply and raised his hand to touch his eyes.

He felt that the cursed eyes seemed to be gradually becoming "docile".

As if they were saying...

'Give me some more! '

Just as Nagato was thinking, his ears moved.

As if he heard something, he looked at the body in front of him that was only skin and bones left.

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At the same time.

The Mist Ninjas led by Kurisan Kushimaru had forced their way to the second floor of the building.

"Lord Xiguashan Puffer Ghost!"

The Mist Hidden Ninja with the strange equipment activated the ninjutsu that could communicate remotely and said, "Most of the ninjas from Uzushio Village are here. Now it's up to you! Is everything going well on your side?"

However, there was silence in the equipment and no one responded to him.

"What's going on?"

The Mist Hidden Ninja was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, "Does Lord Xiguashan Puffer Ghost need so long to deal with a little ghost?"

Thinking of this, he had a bad premonition in his heart, but shook his head and forcibly drove away the suspicion in his mind.

Impossible.

Those old guys above can't stop Lord Xiguashan Puffer Ghost.

There is absolutely no problem in giving the most important task of assassination and beheading to Xiguashan Puffer Ghost!

Although the target of the mission seems to be a group of old guys, as long as he is given enough time, if nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely be able to catch them!

Hiss!

At this moment, a rustling sound came to his ears.

The device that was destined not to respond actually responded to him at this moment.

"Master Xiguashan Pufferfish Ghost! You..."

The Kirigakure Ninja's face lit up, and he was about to say something, but was interrupted by a voice.

"I guess he may not be able to respond to you."

A strange voice came from the device, jokingly saying, "But you will go to see him soon."

Hearing this, the Kirigakure Ninja's face changed.

Boom! !

A roar suddenly sounded, and the Kirigakure Ninja subconsciously looked up.

I saw that the Kurishan Kushimaru, who was originally rampaging in the crowd, seemed to be hit by something, and the whole person flew back uncontrollably.

And one step away from the third-floor conference room, a figure holding a knife in one hand stood casually under the moonlight.

"Tonight, this will become an altar for baptism and transformation."

Yunchuan looked down at the Kirigakure people below and chuckled, "You will become sacrificial lambs with your skin and fur peeled off. Use your souls and flesh to dye the altar red in exchange for the transformation of our souls and bodies!"

A group of evil spirits followed him, leading them, and spread out like black wings, looking coldly at the lambs that were about to be slaughtered.