"You all deserve to die. These children survived such cruel experiments, and yet you refuse to give them hope to live."
Jiraiya appeared behind Genya without warning. He looked at the three children, their faces full of pain, and his anger could no longer be held back.
His fists clenched tightly, as if ready to burst into flames.
This Jashin Cult must be destroyed—there is no other choice.
At the same time, he glanced at Genya beside him.
If Genya hadn't brought him to the Jashin Cult's headquarters, Jiraiya would never have seen such a tragic scene—like a hell for children.
No—if it weren't for the arrival of Sun Wukong and Phantom Tiger from Atsukara, even coming here would have meant certain death by those terrible cursed spells!
Those curses were almost impossible for him to break since they were unfamiliar. Unless he had prepared well in advance, he would never have stood a chance.
Still, the downfall of this Jashin Cult is a good thing. Thinking this, Jiraiya's opinion of Atsukara improved even more.
He didn't understand why, but recently even the Uchiha's reputation had been improving throughout the ninja world. The village was getting better too.
Now, seeing the connection between Atsukara and the Uchiha, could it be that Atsukara was behind this somehow?
As Jiraiya's mind wandered, Shisui clenched his fists behind him. The Jashin Cult deserved to die—they had never seen such a cruel sight before.
Even on the battlefield, no one would treat children's lives so carelessly.
Every child is a hope for the future!
"Aren't you cult members?" The white-coated experimenter finally noticed something was wrong.
He shouted at Genya and the others, "Those who aren't part of the Jashin Cult dare to break into our most secret base—this is suicide!"
"Are you not afraid of being surrounded and attacked by the cult members of the Jashin Cult?"
He shouted angrily, scolding them as if they were sneaking into the base.
These experiment personnel still didn't realize how serious the situation was.
"Heh, surrounded? Then why do you think we walked in so openly, but none of your Jashin Cult members showed up? Only one person in red led the way?" Genya said with a calm smile, his voice full of mockery.
"Why?" one of the experiment personnel asked instinctively.
"Because we already dealt with them. The Jashin Cult has been wiped out!" Genya said calmly.
"No, that's impossible. The Jashin Cult has more than a dozen red-robed cultists, and with Hidan's perfect immortality, how could they be wiped out?" The experiment personnel thought Genya was joking.
At that moment, he didn't notice the pale expression of the experiment personnel standing near the staircase.
Jiraiya spoke at the right time: "If you don't believe it, your so-called immortal Hidan is still standing at the door like a statue!"
When they entered the lab, he casually placed the Hidan caught in the genjutsu right at the entrance.
"How is this possible?" The experiment personnel hesitated, still showing disbelief as they glanced toward the door.
But they were in a blind spot and couldn't actually see the entrance.
However, judging by their colleagues' expressions, it seemed to be true what the white-haired man said.
Their faces also began to pale.
Just as a few of them focused their attention on the child, the red-robed cultist who had accompanied Genya and the others had already reached the corner.
His hand pressed against a corner of the wall.
Boom—
The laboratory began to shake. Pieces of the wall plaster fell off, revealing strips of talismans—explosion seals.
They were everywhere, almost covering the entire laboratory wall, shining brightly for all to see. Roughly counted, there were at least a few thousand!
If all these explosion seals detonated at once, the entire cave of the Jashin Cult would collapse completely!
The red-robed cultists started laughing wildly.
"Haha. If you want to destroy my Jashin Cult, then you'll sleep forever here in this lab with me. As long as you die, my cult will rise again!"
Outside, those red-robed followers had been torn apart but were not dead.
As long as Genya and the other two stayed here, the Jashin Cult would rise again.
Besides, even if buried alive, he himself might not die. But Genya and the others would definitely die if buried alive.
"This is bad. Why didn't I notice him earlier!" Jiraiya felt anger rising in his heart.
If the explosion happened, he probably couldn't escape!
Damn it—he had been too impulsive before. If he had spotted that red-robed man, he wouldn't have ended up like this!
Shisui's eyes flickered. Just now, because of anger and how the lab treated the children, he lost control and didn't notice the red-robed cultist. Now, he realized, the distance between them was already over a hundred meters!
Right now, that red-robed man had begun forming hand seals.
"Haha. You will die with me!"
Watching closely, the seals were almost complete.
But just as he was about to finish the last seal, a small hand grabbed his wrist!
Crack.
With a strong twist, the hand forming the seal broke with a sharp sound!
Then the other palm was disabled the same way by Genya, who kicked the man flying.
The red-clothed cultist, numb to pain, stood up again, staring at Genya in disbelief.
"This is impossible! I was hundreds of meters away. How could you suddenly appear right in front of me? No way!"
"There are many things you can't imagine!" Genya sneered.
He continued, "I wanted to give you a quick death, but your sins are too heavy. You won't die that easily!"
"Phantom Tiger!"
As Genya finished speaking, Shisui appeared in front of the red-clothed man.
With one hand, Shisui restrained the cultist who tried to move, his Sharingan eyes spinning.
He forcibly dragged the man into a genjutsu, making him suffer extreme punishments!
Facing these ruthless evil cultists, Shisui held back no mercy.
He started torturing the cultist immediately in the illusion, using all the cruel punishments he could think of.
Even so, it wasn't enough to ease the rage in his heart!
"Does he also use space-time ninjutsu?" Jiraiya's eyes showed shock.
He always thought only Shisui, the one wearing the tiger mask, could use space-time ninjutsu, but Genya could too!
And even more skillfully—able to cross hundreds of meters instantly!
No wonder Genya became the leader of this team.
His unique abilities shown in such a short time exceeded everyone's expectations.
Thinking this, Jiraiya ran to the red cultist to help Genya control him.
But just as he reached the man, he noticed a faint mark under the torn red clothes.
It looked strangely familiar.
His heart trembled and his hands began to shake.
He instinctively tore open the cultist's clothes, revealing a mark he knew very well.
His vision blurred slightly.
"The Flying Thunder God Mark?
Are you using the Flying Thunder God Technique?"
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