The night sky wasn't bright, and a few dark clouds covered the stars.
In the mottled shadow of the trees, Garashi floated forward like a ghost, and stopped outside the Wood Leaf barrier.
Although the Uzumaki ancestral hall was far from the village, it was still within the range of Wood Leaf, and rashly entering would be detected by the barrier.
Of course, for Garashi, who was already considered a high-ranking member of the village, bypassing the barrier and entering the village without being detected was not difficult.
Barrier, open!
"It's really troublesome to sneak back to the village!" Secretly sighing, Garashi moved forward according to the route he had already planned.
It didn't take long for him to come to a dilapidated ancestral hall.
"It's here." Garashi calmly walked into the ancestral hall.
The ancestral hall was empty and gloomy, except for a wall full of ghost masks, there was nothing else.
"These are all Shinigami masks?" Garashi looked at them a little, and then his hands began to quickly form hand seals.
Spirit Transformation Technique!
In the next moment, Garashi's spirit body floated in the air.
In his spirit body's "vision", almost every mask had a Shinigami floating behind it.
"Artificial Shinigami like the Evil God?" Garashi had some guesses in his heart, but now was not the time to verify it.
In the spirit body's perception, Garashi picked the mask with the lowest soul strength and took it in his hand.
Then, he took back his spirit body and turned around to leave.
Although it was the edge of Wood Leaf, it was still in the village, and it was better to change the place for the experiment.
…
In the Land of Fire, a group of bandits on a small hill.
Since most of the Wood Leaf ninjas were transferred to the battlefield, the bandits in the Land of Fire had a relatively better life.
Of course, this was only the situation two years ago.
With the improvement of the war situation, their life became difficult again.
At this moment, Garashi was standing on a nearby tree, observing the sacrifice below.
"Although the quality of the offerings is terrible, I've also sealed Wu. In this case, it shouldn't be too much of a problem to complete the spell … If it really doesn't work, I'll use quantity to make up for the difference in quality."
With a few words, Garashi decided the fate of these bandits.
The bandits, who did not know that they were being watched, were laughing loudly around the bonfire.
"Haha! Today's harvest is not bad! "
"Those old fellows weren't honest at first. They forced us to kill a few people before they were willing to hand over the money."
"There's nothing we can do about it. Our lives aren't easy either."
"It's getting harder and harder to survive in the Fire Nation. After finishing the last job, we'll go to the Wind Nation …"
At this moment, a Chakra wave spread out.
All of the bandits' movements instantly stopped, and their pupils lost their luster. In this pitch-black night, it was very strange.
Garashi calmly jumped down from the tree branch. He activated his perception barrier before taking out the scroll that sealed Wu.
The seal was undone!
The ice coffin, which was emitting a biting cold air, appeared on the ground, adding a hint of coldness to the cold night.
"Let's begin!" Garashi used an illusion to control a bandit to walk over and start forming seals in front of the ice coffin.
The focus of the Corpse Ghost Seal was on the soul. Just like in the battle between the 3rd King Yanluo and Orochi Maru, after the Death Contract was set, it was possible to use a shadow clone as a sacrifice.
Hence, although the quality of these bandits' offerings was poor, under Garashi's control, it was still possible to summon the Death God with their souls.
Of course, the prerequisite was that the Chakra had to pay for the journey himself.
However, for Garashi, lending some Chakra was not a problem at all.
Soon, the Death God holding a chain of beads and holding a dagger in his mouth appeared behind the bandits.
"This is the Death God? It doesn't seem very powerful. " Garashi raised his eyebrows. Although he chose a mask with the lowest soul strength, the Death God in front of him did not pose much of a threat to him.
Garashi even suspected that if someone used the Corpse Ghost Seal on him, the Death God might just go on strike.
"It seems that this technique is also related to the strength of the soul."
While Garashi was secretly observing, the Death God he summoned finally took action.
The intangible arm easily penetrated the ice coffin and even pierced into Wu's body. It forcefully pulled Wu's soul out.
Although its body was still sealed, Wu's soul already reacted. "Bastard! What is this? This is not Lou Lan. Why am I here? "
Clearly, its consciousness was still stuck at the moment before it was sealed.
However, even if it did not know what kind of existence was pulling its soul, Wu knew that it could not be pulled over by the other party.
Hence, Wu walked back with all its might.
Pulling and pulling, it was like a tug-of-war competition.
Perhaps because the quality of the offerings was too poor, Wu's soul had the upper hand in this tug-of-war competition.
Garashi watched calmly. Then, he went down to pull Wu's side.
Another five bandits walked over and used the Corpse Ghost Seal at the same time.
The Death God's power instantly increased and pulled Wu's soul over.
Then, he raised his hand and slashed.
As Wu wailed unwillingly, the souls of Wu and the bandits were all sealed into the Death God's body.
After the seal was completed, the Death God disappeared.
If one did not look at the fallen bandits, it would be as if nothing had happened.
"I can start the next step — killing the donkey after it has outlived its usefulness!" Garashi nodded in satisfaction. He summoned another tool and put the mask on the bandit's face.
Corpse Ghost Seal: Release!
The Death God that had just finished was summoned back. Before it could find its target, it was cut in the stomach by an unscrupulous capitalist.
A few balls of soul fire flew out of the Death God's stomach. Six of them were very weak, but one of them was abnormally strong.
Spiritualization: Capture!
In the next moment, the soulfires, which were like rootless duckweeds, were collected by Moustache.
"After all, this world has the Edo Tensei Ninjutsu. Although I don't think anyone will use the Edo Tensei Ninjutsu, for the sake of safety, even your souls will be annihilated!" Garashi shattered the souls of these bandits with a cold face.
Then, he turned his calm gaze to the Death God who was inexplicably aggrieved.
"The weak Death God is just right to merge with this soul!"
Death God: Σ (° △ ° | | |)
Garashi forcibly fixed the Death God who was planning to escape and merged the souls of Death God and Wu.
This was some inspiration he got from Black Zetsu's body.
Although it was not Yin Yang Release, it could be fused and separated like Black Zetsu and White Zetsu.
After doing all this, Garashi sealed the product of the fusion into the mask.
"Now the Death God mask is not just a summoning medium, but more of a ninja tool!" Garashi played with the mask and then put it on his face.
The next moment, the voices of the other bandits who were immersed in the illusion kept emerging in Garashi's ears.
After confirming the function of the mask and the idea was correct, Garashi took off the mask with satisfaction. "Before I learn this ability, I will temporarily use this mask instead."
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