Chapter 805

"Bang!"

A pair of boots stained with blood kicked open this dilapidated wooden gate.

Kakuzu, with blood on his clothes, carried a huge nettle-woven bag and walked out of the narrow passage unhurriedly.

Looking into the passage through Kakuzu's back, headless corpses could be seen everywhere, lying crookedly in the narrow passage.

"Drip, drip..."

Scarlet liquid constantly seeped out from the nettle-woven bag, dripping onto the ground and making a slight sound, subsequently leaving trails of filth on the ground.

Looking at the bright sky outside, Kakuzu narrowed his eyes.

"Looks like today is another good day."

Kakuzu said to himself in his heart, a hint of a smile appearing at the corner of his eyes unconsciously, only no matter how one looked at it, this hint of a smile was full of a ferocious flavor.

"It's a good day to make money!"

Thinking of this, Kakuzu took a step and walked towards a direction with big strides.

The "appetizer" had been eaten, now it was time to make big money.

Accompanied by the filthy trails dripping from the nettle-woven bag, Kakuzu's figure disappeared into the bloody dawn.

Heitu packed her bags at a very fast speed, then bid farewell to this inn that had provided her with a night's rest, and continued to advance towards the border of the Land of Rain.

Perhaps because Heitu got up too early, the town today seemed incredibly quiet.

Regarding this, Heitu did not pay too much attention; after all, escaping with her life was more important.

She left the town without stopping, and after identifying a direction, she immediately began to hurry on her way.

In the Ninja World, due to the existence of ninjutsu, the Ninja World had not started the process of industrialization.

Because of this, in the vast Ninja World, except for the Land of Wind, dense forests could be seen everywhere.

Not long after walking, a forest appeared in front of Heitu; regarding this, Heitu did not hesitate and prepared to pass through the forest directly.

But the moment she was about to step into the forest, she stopped her footsteps abruptly.

Something was wrong!

Because the surroundings were simply too quiet!

Bird calls, insect chirps, beast roars...

The sounds that should be in the forest were all absent here; when something is abnormal, there must be a demon; this was absolutely wrong!

Just as Heitu was hesitating on the spot, a sudden change occurred.

Secret Technique: Earth Grudge Fear, Tentacle Fist!

A massive amount of pitch-black tentacles shot out from the forest, mercilessly strangling towards Heitu.

These pitch-black tentacles were composed of pitch-black threads of unknown material, filled with a filthy and evil feeling.

Heitu was greatly alarmed and hurriedly dodged towards the surroundings.

"Boom!!!!"

The pitch-black tentacle torrent instantly engulfed the ground where Heitu was standing, creating a huge pit.

Fortunately, Heitu's figure was light and her movements were agile, and she dodged this attack filled with an evil aura in time.

"Who is it!!"

Heitu's face was ugly, cold sweat streaming down her back; if her figure and senses hadn't been sharp just now, she would probably have been hit and died without a whole corpse on the spot.

The pitch-black tentacle torrent missed its target and then retracted back into the forest.

Afterward, a man whose whole body was shrouded in a black robe walked out of the forest, his fluorescent green pupils filled with a look of regret.

If it wasn't Kakuzu, who else could it be?

Kakuzu's wide sleeves hung low, and the pitch-black tentacles were constantly drilling into his sleeves; this scene was enough to explain to Heitu that he was the initiator of the attack.

In fact, he had already set up a trap in the forest; as long as Heitu stepped into the forest, she would have no way to heaven and no door to enter the earth.

But who would have thought that just one step away, Heitu would suddenly stop her footsteps.

Having no choice, Kakuzu had to take action directly, but what he didn't expect was that Heitu was much sharper than he had imagined, and she had actually dodged his attack directly...

This also made Kakuzu look at Heitu with higher regard.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking me!"

"Are you from Kirigakure?!"

Heitu pulled a kunai from the ninja tool bag at her leg and questioned Kakuzu on the opposite side with a vigilant expression.

She keenly noticed the little spots of crimson blood on the corner of Kakuzu's clothes; the smell of blood on the man in front of her was frighteningly strong; this was definitely not a character that was easy to deal with!

Under the influence of preconceived notions, Heitu subconsciously thought that Kakuzu was a pursuer sent by Kirigakure, but regarding Heitu's questioning, a strange smile flashed in Kakuzu's eyes.

Since the trap didn't work, he had to spend some effort to kill this poor little thing.

"Little girl, although I don't know who you offended,"

"but I hope you remember before you die that the person who killed you is not some Mist ninja."

"My name is Kakuzu!"

Saying this, Kakuzu simply tore off the wide and cumbersome black robe on his body, revealing his true face underneath.

Kakuzu had worn this pitch-black robe for many years, not because he had any special hobbies. This was just to cover up this body of his that was too shocking.

At this moment, Heitu's pupils contracted violently, and she subconsciously raised her hand to cover her mouth, forcibly suppressing the disgust in her heart.

She looked at Kakuzu's body with a gaze of disgust and rejection, and the arm holding the kunai couldn't help but tremble.

Under the sunlight, Kakuzu's body appeared so twisted, evil, and nauseating.

Pitch-black threads covered his whole body, piercing into his flesh and infiltrating his bones.

Even if these filthy threads were embedded in Kakuzu's flesh, they seemed to be restless, jumping twice from time to time.

Whether it was his arms, joints, neck, or lumbar spine, wherever this flesh could be seen by the gaze, it was all wrapped by these unclean pitch-black lines.

Not only that, on Kakuzu's back, there were currently four twisted masks sewn onto his back by pitch-black threads.

At first glance, Kakuzu's body looked like a rag doll that had been torn and then reassembled, with messy thread ends full of disharmony all over his body.

Twisted, evil, chaotic, disgusting...

This was the evaluation Heitu made in her heart after seeing Kakuzu.