Listening to the conversation between Smoker and Orochimaru, Mitarashi Anko's scalp tingled, and then she saw Smoker's whole body suddenly dissipated into a cloud of black smoke.
The two snakes coiled around each other in midair. In an instant, the surging black mist transformed into a pitch-black sickle. The sharp blade brought with it a cold glint. The two halves of the snake's body were split apart, revealing a hole that was as smooth as a mirror. Poisonous blood spurted out, drenching Mitarashi Anko's entire body in blood.
Her body stiffened, and she fell straight back to the ground, the spreading black smoke gathered back and condensed into a human figure, Smoker looked down at Mitarashi Anko from above, and looked at Orochimaru who was licking his lips and laughing strangely in the distance.
"The body turned into particles, this is really unheard of Ninjutsu, or is this some kind of special Kekkei Genkai?"
Orochimaru's eyes lit up, and he secretly thought in his heart, he had a very strong interest in this guy who came with unknown intentions.
Kekkei Genkai is a kind of Ninjutsu that is inherited and developed through the bloodline relationship, or a "special Ninjutsu" derived from it, generally, it can't be learned by people who are not of the same bloodline, unless by some special means.
"Who are you?"
Orochimaru stared at Smoker with interest, the other party's last action showed that he had no malice towards him, which was even more curious.
"The eleventh apostle, Smoker!" Smoker gently took off his mask, revealing a slightly wrinkled face. If this face was real, then he didn't appear in Orochimaru's information, it was a completely unfamiliar face.
"Apostle?!!" Orochimaru narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to see through Smoker's body, he didn't smell the slightest chakra flow from the other party's body, even if he closed his eyes, he couldn't feel the existence of the person in front of him at all, instead, it was like a dead body standing upright: "Apostle sounds like the name of some kind of organization, I have never heard of it, is it a secret organization similar to the Akatsuki?"
As the man who has developed and mastered the most Forbidden Jutsu in the Shinobi World, Orochimaru is well aware that there are some strange Forbidden Jutsu that can hide one's Chakra fluctuation, but … his keen sense of smell tells him that this guy who claims to be an apostle is not hiding his Chakra fluctuation, but indeed, he doesn't contain any Chakra.
"A strange and strange body, if it is used as a container …" Orochimaru's eyes rolled around, looking at Smoker with deep eyes, and all kinds of dangerous and sinister thoughts unconsciously emerged in his mind.
"I also have to thank you for saving my student who hasn't made any progress at all. She's always thinking of perishing together with the enemy. She won't amount to anything, Red Bean." Orochimaru squatted down, his eyes were cold and cruel. He faintly said, "Go back and tell the old man that there are children I need to observe in this Chunin Exam. Don't stop this exam. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I won't do something crazy!"
"Uchiha Sasuke? Why? "Mitarashi Anko's eyes widened, and there was a trace of jealousy in her eyes that couldn't be hidden.
"Because of talent and ability, this Shinobi World is like this. Only those with real talent are qualified to be active in the center of the stage, and those without talent can only die in obscurity." Orochimaru stretched out his hand and gently stroked Mitarashi Anko's cheek, but his voice was cold without a trace of warmth: "It's rare for me to come back to Konoha, I don't want to leave in disappointment!"
His voice fell.
Orochimaru glanced at Smoker, turned around, and drilled into the depths of the dark forest. Smoker put the mask on his face again, and gently stepped on the ground. There was a dull sonic boom in the air, and his figure flickered beside Orochimaru.
Four strange monsters with strange bodies inserted their hands into the ground, and the space was separated. In the dark purple space, two figures stood facing each other.
"Say it, a certain old guy who likes to peep can't see inside, what is your purpose?" Orochimaru said faintly with purple eyeshadow under his golden eyes.
Smoker glanced at the four "monsters" maintaining the formation, and a strange and inexplicable laughter came out of his mouth. He felt that this world was becoming more and more like what he wanted.
"From the memory captured from that corpse, I have heard your name, Orochimaru." Smoker put his hands in his trouser pockets, and behind him, a cloud of black mist slowly evaporated from the top of his head. It was like a cloud of splashed ink, and the black lines were strangely weaving into a horrifying and absurd pattern. "I want to know, what does this picture mean?"
The dark mist entangled and weaved, like a terrifying tentacle rippling on the top of his head, and in the middle of the solid and terrifying body, there was a lifelike picture with a strong and dense cold aura, which made Orochimaru's face suddenly change, and his brows wrinkled tightly, and his eyes were incomparably gloomy as he stared at Smoker, but his heart seemed to be set off monstrous waves, "This is the secret of Akatsuki, how does the apostle in front of me know this thing?"
The pattern on the "door" was a hint to this world, and it was also the key to opening this world from the inside, so he must first understand the meaning of the "pattern".
"It seems that my luck is good, your expression tells me that you know the meaning of this picture." Smoker's eyes revealed a cold light, and the cloak behind him fluttered without wind, and a wave of black mist quietly spread out like a tide, he stared at Orochimaru and said word by word, "Tell me!"
"Where did you see this picture?" Orochimaru didn't answer but asked.
"On a door, this pattern is engraved!"
"Why do you want to know what this is?"
"This is the key to opening the door!"
The answer was like a riddle, it was consuming Smoker's little patience, if it wasn't for the fact that even if he killed Orochimaru, he may not be able to get the memory in his mind, Smoker would have already done it at this moment.
Orochimaru rubbed a ring on his finger, and the corners of his mouth evoked a sinister smile, he said, "I do know what this picture means, and I even saw the real thing not long ago, but … just by dealing with my stupid student for me just now, it's far from enough to pay for the value of this information."
"The picture represents the real thing, have you seen it?" Smoker's five fingers suddenly clenched, and the black mist above his head converged into a dark whip wrapped around his arm.
"Yes, I can take you there, but the premise is that you have to do two things for me!" Orochimaru looked at Smoker's cold eyes without fear, and licked his lips with his tongue, and his whole body exuded a sinister and strange dangerous aura.
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