From Hokage to Visionary

He has run the shop for many years and has seen many people of all kinds coming and going. He has long developed a pair of sharp eyes. Moreover, the two major countries of Fire and Thunder are about to go to war. Except for ninjas, ordinary people will not come to such a dangerous place.

Combining the above two points, it is not difficult to judge.

The unlucky guy in front of him was most likely a wandering or hired ninja.

The boss was very quick and searched him from head to toe. Apart from a few thousand taels of silver, he found basically nothing else of value. He immediately curled his lips and looked at him with disdain, cursing, "Tsk, what a poor fellow! Looks like you're a wandering ninja."

Since nothing good was found, the boss was naturally not in a good mood.

He stretched his limbs, then bent down, roughly grabbed his collar, half-knelt, and lifted him onto his shoulders: "Hey, you look quite thin, but you're so heavy?"

The boss's face turned red from being pressed, and he gasped for air. He gritted his teeth and pushed his shoulder: "It's so heavy, you'll be in trouble later!"

As he said that, he carried Uchiha Sogetsu out of the room, found a cart and threw it on it, then dragged it around in twists and turns until he finally arrived at the door of a warehouse.

The boss skillfully opened the warehouse door lock, went in and moved the stacked goods, revealing a tunnel.

The boss pushed Uchiha Sogetsu, who was still sleeping soundly on a cart, into the tunnel. They walked dozens of meters in the narrow and dark passage. Suddenly, the end of the passage opened up and they came to a huge underground space that was like a square. Dozens of people in black robes were doing something stealthily.

"Oh, so it's Izo."

The black-robed man at the door greeted the visitor in a familiar manner after seeing his face. However, his eyes were sinister as he stared at the person on the cart with a strange smile: "I thought you were not coming, and was planning to report to the leader."

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I never thought of betraying the leader!"

The boss Izo waved his hands hurriedly, seeming to be very afraid of the 'leader'. He shrank his neck and whispered in defense: "Wasn't there a war during this period? Many people ran away, and the business in the store was not good. Today, a stray ninja happened to come, and I brought him here specially to present to the master."

"Wandering ninja?"

The man was a little surprised, then lowered his head and sniffed Uchiha Sogetsu hard.

After a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Yes, it is indeed a ninja. I smell the scent of chakra. Izo, you have done a great job this time. Hahahaha, the leader was just planning to find another ninja, but I didn't expect that we have all the ninjas here!"

"No, no, it's my honor to share the worries of the Lord Leader~" Yi Zang nodded and bowed, forcing a flattering smile.

"Okay, don't say these things to me."

The man waved his hand, looking a little disgusted: "The ceremony is about to begin, leave this guy to me."

The 'ritual' he mentioned was a group of men in black standing in a circle, muttering to themselves as if they were possessed, and then carrying corpses one by one to the center.

There were about twenty or thirty bodies in total, and the last one to be pushed in was Uchiha Munezuki, who was lying on the cart and still sleeping soundly.

The man came to a high-ranking black-robed man and whispered for a moment. The latter immediately grinned and said, "Well done, Chojiro. We just happened to be short of a ninja. I'll give you credit for this time!"

"It is my honor to share the worries of the Lord, hehehe."

Facing a leader of higher status, Chojiro also became like Izo, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Now, we can prepare to begin the ceremony!"

The leader waved his arm and shouted, "I believe that the sacrifice we prepared this time will satisfy the evil god!"

The people in black robes immediately became busy, cutting their wrists one after another and dancing with crazy looks on their faces.

Along with the chaotic footsteps, blood flowed under their feet and merged into the grooves that had been carved on the ground. As the amount of blood injected increased, a pattern gradually formed.

In the middle of the huge circle is an isosceles triangle, which uses two extremely simple patterns to form a kind of "ritual formation"!

Soon, the black-robed people stopped their frantic dancing and stood along the outer circle, while the twenty or thirty people who were used as "sacrifices" stood in the triangular area.

"The ceremony begins—!"

The leader held a sharp dagger, stood in front of the unconscious ninja, and suddenly stabbed towards his heart.

However, just as the short knife was about to pierce the heart, the unconscious ninja suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils, with ripples, contained a powerful mental power.

Just a glance, and the leader's mind and body were directly deprived, and his eyes lost focus instantly.

Moreover, more than one person was affected. Almost all the black-robed cult members in the entire square stopped their movements in an instant. Their eyes were empty and blank, and they maintained their original postures stupidly, as if the pause button was suddenly pressed.

"After all this fuss, it turns out it's not a black shop, it's actually a cult."

Uchiha Munetsuki, who was lying on the cart, supported himself on the edge and slowly stood up: "Should I say I'm lucky or you're unlucky? I came to take a hot spring bath and I encountered the Evil God Cult?"

Although he noticed that the boss's behavior was a little strange, he just thought it was a shady shop.

Who could have thought that it was the famous "Evil God Cult"?

Looking at the huge ritual formation on the ground, Uchiha Sogetsu rubbed his chin, and his eyes swept over the cult members who had been deprived of their mental bodies one by one, and finally fell on the leader.

Suddenly, an interesting idea came to my mind.

"Hmm, the evil cult, it always sounds a bit unpleasant."

Uchiha Sogetsu chuckled and looked at the group of cult members, "Why not, change your name to Aurora Society!"

It’s just right, it’s time to plan ahead.

Taking advantage of this opportunity of the Evil God Cult, perhaps we can let 'Him' appear earlier!

Suddenly, several lines of translucent words slowly emerged in Uchiha Sogetsu's eyes, and were arranged in a long string.

When he took a closer look, there was a hint of amusement in his eyes: "You came at the right time."

[Side Quest (Optional): Spreading Faith - Part 1]

[Establish a religious organization and spread the faith in the ninja world, with at least 100 followers]

[Reward: Hanged Man Path - Ten copies of Sequence 9~6 potion]

[Side Quest (Optional): Spreading Faith - Part 2]

[Establish a religious organization and spread the faith in the ninja world, with at least 1000 followers]

[Reward: Hanged Man Path - Sequence 5~3 Potion]

[Side Quest (Optional): Spreading Faith - Part 3]

[Establish a religious organization and spread the faith in the ninja world, with at least 10000 followers]

[Reward: Hanged Man Path - Sequence 2~1 Potion]

Happy New Year, everyone!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 154 Aurora will be with Mr. A!

"Dedicate your life to the great evil god!"

The short knife in the leader's hand stabbed into the ninja's chest, splashing blood.

Then he threw away the dagger, dipped his fingers in the warm blood that was gushing out of his chest, and tasted it in his mouth.

As if enjoying it very much, the leader slowly closed his eyes, feeling a certain power flowing through his body. The dreamlike feeling corroded his brain nerves, making him intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

“Oh, I feel it.”

Then, under the watchful eyes of all the cult members, the leader took off his black robe and hood.

His skin was like that of a devil, changing color at a speed visible to the naked eye. His entire body was covered with black and white lines, even his face was no exception. His entire aura suddenly changed, as if he was a demon from hell, emitting an evil and weird aura from the inside out.

"Did it succeed?"

Chojiro swallowed nervously, not daring to move his eyes away for a moment, staring at the leader.

They have performed the ritual many times, but without exception, each time ended in failure, and they have never received a positive response from the 'evil god'.

If it weren't for the fact that the ritual was correct and had a strange curse effect, the entire cult would have disbanded long ago.

But it is the first time that such obvious black and white lines appear on the leader's body, as well as such an unsettling and strange aura!

Everyone held their breath, nervously awaiting the result.

The leader was immersed in a dream-like state, feeling the changes in his body, but suddenly a low and hoarse murmur mixed with crazy mutterings emerged in his mind.

“Could it be the voice of the Evil God?!”

The leader was immediately overjoyed. He had never thought that the effect of this sacrifice would be so good.

So many people were sacrificed in the past, but in the end there was no response at all. This time, only one ninja was sacrificed, and the effect was surprisingly good.

He threw away his messy thoughts and tried to concentrate, wanting to hear the voice of the 'evil god' clearly.

But the sound was very vague, as if it was thousands of miles away, as weak as a mosquito or fly, no matter how carefully he listened, he could not hear it clearly.

Damn!

Damn!

Damn!

The leader was extremely anxious, with veins throbbing on his forehead.

This is the first opportunity to have such a close encounter with the evil god. Who knows if there will be a next time if I miss it?

Wait, is it that the number of sacrifices is not enough?

Suddenly, as if a flash of inspiration came to him, this idea popped into his mind.

Soon, the leader became more and more certain that the insufficient number of sacrifices was the reason why he could not hear the oracle of the evil god clearly.

But the problem is, all the offerings have been used up, so where can we get more offerings?

At this moment, the anxious leader glanced at the cult members below, and his eyes suddenly focused slightly. Isn't this a ready-made sacrifice?

"Master, have we succeeded?"

"Master, has the evil god given us an oracle?"

"Is it the Evil God?"

The believers finally couldn't hold back any longer and started asking questions all at once.

They really wanted to know whether the leader had succeeded and whether the evil god had really bestowed his "blessing" on him.

"Ah, yes, I succeeded."

The leader's eyes swept over everyone one by one, their faces reflected in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curved up: "However, I am still a little short of it, and I can ask the Lord Evil God to bless everyone."

"Still a little short? Master, what should we do?"

"Master, please ask the evil god to bless us as well!"

"That's right, Master, you can't just ignore us!"

Facing everyone's questions, the leader raised his hand and pressed it downwards, signaling everyone to be quiet, and said, "Don't worry, I won't forget you all in the cult. As long as you help me one more time, the power of the evil god will be fully brought to this world!"

Upon hearing this, the members of the Evil God Cult were overjoyed. Their long-cherished wish was finally within their reach and no one could wait any longer.

"Don't worry, Master. No matter what it is, we will definitely help you do it!"

"That's right, for the sake of the Evil God!"

"good, very good!"

The leader raised his hand again and pressed it downwards, with a smile on his lips: "Then please, for the sake of the Evil God, go and die!"

"what?"

"what?"

"Master?"

Everyone seemed not to have heard clearly and stood there in a daze.

But then, the leader picked up the dagger, showed a hideous and cruel smile to everyone, and then slashed it across the neck.

Pfft——!

In an instant, a huge cut was made on his neck and blood gushed out like a fountain.

After a brief moment of shock, the cult members suddenly developed the same wound on their necks at the same time. Blood gushed out like fountains, dyeing half of the square red.

“Ughhhhhhhhh——!”

"Ahhh!"

"Master of the Church"

"Why?!"

Screams came and went.

Dozens of members of the sect covered their necks and stared with resentment at the leader who was in the center of the altar.