If Qianye hadn't pointed out the ambush they set, there would have been rivers of blood by now.
Of course, it was their blood that flowed like a river.
The daimyo were really afraid that Qianye, the god of death and the evil star, would get rid of them all, so with the idea of sending it to the god of plague, they paid the balance "quickly".
As before, the payment is still in precious metal.
This thing is not as unstable as credit currency, especially gold.
It is a substance produced after a supernova explosion, and gold is very valuable.
"If you have any good business in the future, remember to contact us. We are very strong, the price is fair, and we have zero negative reviews so far." Qianye put these precious metals into the storage scroll and did not forget to place an advertisement before leaving.
The corners of the daimyo's mouths twitched, and there was a curse word stuck in their throats.
After a while, when they saw that Qianye had indeed left, they finally couldn't help but curse.
"You son of a bitch, when our undead army is created, you will be the first one to attack!"
"It's so damn dark. The wealth we have accumulated over generations was suddenly robbed by this bastard."
"The pope who proclaimed the Unitarian religion met with us, and we agreed to his plan!"
After a while, a tall man wearing a priest's robe walked in.
His eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn't had a good night's sleep for many days. His stretched muscles made the originally loose priest's robe bulge. The most peculiar thing was that his cheeks were painted with black and white paint, and his eyebrows were painted in black and white.
There is a pure black circular mark in the middle.
If there are experts who are familiar with the structure of the human body, they will find that the white pigment areas correspond to the bones.
His voice sounded like a bell: "Jiaji pays homage to all the great lords."
"Pope Gaji, we agree to your conditions, but we need to know how many people can pass the ceremony, and whether the believers who have passed the ceremony will be immortal like you."
Jiaji laughed maniacally: "God will always watch over us. As long as we are devout in faith, we will have the opportunity to receive God's blessings. All believers who pass the ceremony will obtain immortality like me."
A famous figure emphasized: "Pope Gaji, we need to see practical examples."
"Of course, no problem." Gajeel grinned, like a ferocious blood beast.
"I can preside over the ceremony now. Everyone is welcome to watch the ceremony. You will witness the miracle!"
A group of children with black cloth bands tied around their eyes were taken to a courtyard.
They are old and young, the oldest is 16 years old and the youngest is 10 years old, there are boys and girls.
The average age is about 13 years old.
Counting them down, no more, no less, exactly fifty.
The followers of the monotheistic religion were like driving livestock, driving them to a temporary altar decorated with earth escape.
The altar is five meters high from the ground, with a pattern painted in blood. The outermost layer of the pattern is a circle, and inside is a standard equal triangle.
“The world is miserable, but God has mercy on the world.
The church has supported you for so long, and now it is your turn to repay the church.
Provide your dedicated performance to the gods, and use your blood and pain to please the gods!"
Ding-ding-ding-ding.
A handful of kunai shimmering with cold light were thrown onto the altar, and the children untied the cloth belt.
What kind of eyes are there under the cloth belt?
It was full of bloodshot eyes, and his eyes were bloodthirsty and fierce. He didn't look like a child at all, but more like a perverted butcher who specialized in killing people for fun!
Without saying a word, these children grabbed the kunai on the ground and stabbed others around them.
The strange thing is that after stabbing other people, they will pull out the kunai and stab themselves in the same part.
Most children target areas such as their arms and thighs.
There are only a few exceptions where the target is targeted specifically at the critical point.
One of the gray-haired children attracted the most attention. He had just cut the throat of a boy one year older than himself.
He cut the other person's throat, which meant that he would also use this kunai to cut his own throat!
"My dear lords, that gray-haired child is my favorite seed. If nothing happens, he will become the first believer to obtain the God's Curtain."
"hope so."
The big names focused all their attention on this gray-haired crazy boy. They wanted to see if this madman could really become the first being to obtain immortality as Gajeel said!
The gray-haired boy licked the warm blood of Kunai and laughed maniacally: "Hahaha, this is the taste, this is the feeling!"
Chi!
The sharp kunai was wiped across the neck, exposing the white trachea, and blood flowed out along the leaky trachea. The gray-haired boy reached out to cover his trachea, as if he wanted to block the wound in the throat, and as if he was trying to pinch it hard.
Kill yourself!
He opened his mouth, blood covering his teeth, and he kept repeating:
"Hoho, I feel it, I feel the gaze from Lord Evil God!"
"Not enough, this is not enough!"
He covered his throat with one hand, grabbed the kunai with the other blood-stained hand, and stabbed the person closest to him with great ferocity.
The man also had the same idea, and the two of them ran in both directions, thrusting the kunai forcefully into the other's chest and into the vigorously beating heart.
"I am the only believer of the evil god!" The gray-haired boy stirred the kunai vigorously. His strength was surprisingly strong. He stirred the opponent's heart into a piece of rotten flesh before pulling out the kunai.
The blood was like an open showerhead, splashing everywhere.
Not only is he strong, but his vitality is also stronger than others.
The boy whose heart he stabbed was already too dead, he was just unconscious.
Before his consciousness completely fell into silence, he dipped his fingers in the blood from his heart and smeared it on the ground.
The pattern is exactly the same as that drawn by Pope Gaghi.
An equilateral triangle is embedded in the outer arc.
His movements became slower and slower, and his eyelids seemed to be filled with lead. They became so heavy that he could hardly open them.
Within a few seconds, he fell to the ground with a plop. The kunai still inserted into his heart became an inch deeper. His body twitched twice and became silent.
"It seems that it failed." The Daimyo of Grass Country said regretfully.
What he regretted was not the tragedy that was unfolding at the moment, but that he had guessed wrong.
Gajeel's bloodshot eyes were full of excitement and anticipation: "Failure? No, his road has just begun!"
After saying that, he walked under the altar, closed his eyes, made a forbearance seal, and began to recite the incantation.
The sound is sometimes high-pitched, sometimes sharp, and very harsh.
The daimyo stood not far away and watched quietly.
Five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes...
Time passed little by little.
"How long has it been?"
"It's been half an hour, why haven't you seen anything?"
"Is this guy named Gajeel playing tricks on us?"
The daimyo looked at Gajeel who was mumbling something and felt that their intelligence was insulted.
They also have brain problems to believe this kind of thing.
"Forget it, let's follow the example of the Fire Nation and make changes."
"Come here, take this monster named Jiaji and put him in a dungeon and seal him up. Don't give him food. I want to see if he will starve to death!"
Just as the Ninja Monk was about to take action, Gajeel suddenly stopped all actions:
"Resurrection! Believer of God!!!"
The cruel and murderous gray-haired boy on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and the whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.
His exposed skin became as black as charcoal, and bone-like lines appeared on the black skin.
"Lord Evil God, I feel Lord Evil God's gaze, hahaha, hahahaha!!!" He pulled out the kunai still inserted in his heart, feeling the severe pain in his heart, he covered his face with one hand and knelt down
The people on the ground laughed maniacally.
"Kill you, I will sacrifice you all to the evil god."
"Hidan is crazy, run!"
"Hidan, don't kill me, please don't kill me!"
"He is only one person. If we work together, we will be able to kill him. By then we will definitely be favored by the gods!"
Hidan smiled ferociously and rushed into the crowd.
He didn't dodge the daggers at all, and even enjoyed the moment of pain when the sharp weapons penetrated his flesh and blood.
"That's the feeling. Lord Evil God will definitely be satisfied with this sacrifice!"
Chi Chi Chi!
Blood splattered, and the tall altar turned into a bloody purgatory on earth.
Some children were so frightened by Hidan, who was covered in blood and had kunai inserted into his body, that they jumped off the altar regardless of the height. The lucky ones only broke their legs, and the unlucky ones died on the spot.
The daimyo who had witnessed the birth of the immortal changed their attitudes 180 degrees and gathered around with great enthusiasm: "Miracles, we have witnessed miracles!"
"Pope Gaji is worthy of being the representative of God in the world. We underestimated you before."
"Pope Gaji, we agree to all the conditions you mentioned before!"
The daimyo of the Earth Kingdom asked Gajeel: "Pope Gajeel, isn't it a waste to let them kill each other like this?"
The other big names also looked at Gajeel.
Gajeel grinned, his bloodshot eyes filled with madness: "Waste? No, they will become the gods' favorite sacrifices. When they are all dead, the next ceremony will be smoother."
After hearing the ceremony, the daimyo no longer stopped them. They even wished that the kid named Hidan would kill him faster!
"Pope Gaji can only give birth to one out of fifty believers. The cost is too high."
The immortal ability is very strong, but it is not impossible to deal with it.
Sealing is one of the methods.
"High?" Gajeel chuckled strangely: "The abilities of followers of gods are not just as simple as immortality."
"My lords, please prepare a sacrifice for me. I like young and beautiful women."
The daimyo of the Kingdom of Thunder immediately gave an order to his personal bodyguard, asking him to capture two of his concubines.
Not long after, two beautiful concubines were brought over.
"Pope Gaji, are you satisfied with the looks of my two concubines?"
Gajeel took a look at the two tearful and frightened concubines, and nodded with satisfaction: "The Daimyo has such a good taste, I am a little attracted to these two beauties."
"Hahaha, if Pope Gaji likes it, I will select a few for you later, and these two will be used to sacrifice to the gods."
Kaji's big hand like a palm fan rubbed his chin: "Then thank you so much, Lord Daimyo."
"Hidan, don't just kill. If you want to please the gods, you have to hold a sacrifice ceremony yourself."
He turned around and pushed the two beautiful concubines under the altar: "This is the sacrifice I selected for you."
Hidan, who was eager to kill, heard that the Pope dared to interrupt him, and he was so excited that he wanted to kill the verbose Pope as well.
But after hearing about the sacrifice to the gods, he curled his lips and said:
"Okay, okay, don't read it anymore, I already know it."
Hidan killed everyone who was still alive on the altar one by one and jumped off the altar.
The ritual not only gave him immortality, but also strengthened his body.
The two concubines under the altar smelled the pungent smell of blood in the air, and looked at the murderous maniac walking towards them step by step. Their bones were so frightened that a smell spread in the air. It turned out to be
I was so frightened that I became incontinent.
"Don't kill me, please help me, my lord."
"Lord Daimyo, I know I was wrong. It was your son who seduced me first. Please spare me, Lord Daimyo!"
The daimyo of the Land of Thunder suddenly turned dark.
The other daimyo secretly laughed at the daimyo of the Kingdom of Thunder. Their hearts trembled, and they decided to check the harem themselves to avoid becoming a green-haired turtle.
Hidan frowned: "It's so disgusting, Evil God-sama will be angry."
"Stop being so nagging, don't you think their fearful looks are beautiful? The gods will be satisfied."
"You are the Pope and you have the final say." Hidan looked at Gajeel's mountain-like body and gave in decisively.
He used a kunai to scratch the two concubines' white and delicate faces, and then redrawn the ritual on the ground.
Hidan stood on the ritual track and murmured to himself: "Where should we start first?"
"Forget it, their quality is not good, let's just end it."
Chi!
Hidan stabbed himself through the heart, and the two concubines suddenly covered their chests and screamed.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two concubines died quickly.
The pupils of the daimyo and others shrank suddenly, apparently understanding what the ability Gajeel had mentioned before.
"Pope Gajeel, does this ability only work on ordinary people?"
"Don't use your ant eyes to speculate on the greatness of the gods! No matter who it is, they will die in pain due to our curse!"
"Bring up the prisoners in the dungeon."
These prisoners were captured during internal wars, and the strongest ones were jounin.
Soon, everyone from the genin to the strongest jounin were killed by the Hidan curse.
After getting the clear answer, they couldn't help laughing loudly.
"Hahahaha, with the help of the Unitarian Religion, this ninja world is still ours!"
"Ninjas? They are just wretches destined to be abandoned by the times."
"You should go immediately to the remote areas and capture those untouchables. It is their honor to sacrifice for this country!"
In the conversation between ugly faces, monotheism made its appearance.