Naruto evolution system

Chapter 230: The So-Called Evil God?

After securely sealing Sasori's Regeneration Core, Baishi composed himself before turning his attention to Hidan.

Dragging Hidan's body into the lab, he observed how—despite being in a sealed state—his limbs had completely regenerated.

This fueled Baishi's curiosity about Hidan's so-called immortality.

"I wonder—does this so-called undying body depend on his consciousness?"

Murmuring to himself, Baishi picked up a scalpel from the tray and stabbed it straight into Hidan's abdomen.

A soft squelching sound echoed in the chamber.

The blade sank effortlessly into flesh.

Baishi narrowed his sharp eyes, analyzing the texture and resistance.

"Hmm… this feels no different from a regular human body."

Baishi's fingers traced the incision.

"No noticeable enhancements to flesh durability… So, his immortality doesn't seem to improve his body's toughness."

"But will he heal?"

Retrieving the scalpel, he closely observed the wound's reaction.

Simultaneously, he took out a test tube and collected a sample of Hidan's blood.

Moments later—

"The wound is regenerating."

Baishi noted the rapid healing process as he turned toward Hidan's sealed and unconscious form.

"So… whether he's conscious or not, his body still regenerates."

This confirmed his earlier suspicions.

If Hidan's immortality relied on his own awareness, then in a sealed state, he shouldn't be able to heal.

But that wasn't the case.

His immortality functioned autonomously, unaffected by his own will.

Baishi wasn't particularly surprised—he had already suspected this.

This experiment simply verified it.

Shifting his focus—

Baishi examined the blood sample in the test tube.

At first glance—

It appeared no different from regular human blood.

But to confirm his findings, he needed further analysis.

Without wasting time—

Baishi stepped to his workstation and began a full examination of Hidan's blood, flesh, and cellular structure.

Time slipped by unnoticed.

Several hours later—

It was already midnight.

Baishi lifted a stack of analysis reports, flipping through them with a furrowed brow.

His gaze darkened.

"As I thought—nothing abnormal…"

Despite all tests, Hidan's body parameters—

Were only slightly superior to a normal human's.

Nothing about his cells or tissues suggested he should be immortal.

Placing the reports down, Baishi let out a low mutter.

"So, Hidan's immortality has nothing to do with his physical body."

It had to be something else.

A thought crossed his mind—

A flicker of intrigue glinted in his eyes.

Baishi's hands formed a quick seal.

"Release."

The seals binding Hidan unraveled.

A moment later—

Hidan's eyes snapped open.

His purple-red irises gleamed with undisguised malice.

The instant he saw Baishi—

That malice surged into pure killing intent.

"It's you!"

Without a second thought—

Hidan lunged forward, snarling.

"You little bastard! I'll—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Baishi moved.

A few flashes of silver.

And then—

Hidan's head separated from his body.

His limbs were sliced apart, each piece scattering across the room.

Thud!

His head rolled across the floor, his mouth still moving.

"Damn it! You son of a—!"

"Ow, damn it! That hurts, you bastard!"

Hidan's severed head raged furiously.

"I swear, I'll make you pay! I'll carve you up like—"

Baishi ignored the threats.

He stooped down, casually picking up Hidan's head by the hair.

His gaze swept over Hidan's scattered limbs.

A bored expression crossed his face.

"So much for being 'immortal'... You're just an undying punching bag at this point."

Among the Akatsuki, Hidan's combat ability was one of the weakest.

With proper information, even a regular Jōnin could handle him.

With enough intelligence, even a Chūnin like Shikamaru had outplayed and sealed him.

Against Baishi—

He had absolutely no chance.

"Put me down, you bastard! The Evil God will punish you!"

Hidan screamed, his voice echoing in the lab.

Baishi's eyebrow twitched.

"Annoying."

With a swift motion, his fingers glowed with chakra—

A Chakra Scalpel sliced through Hidan's tongue.

Silence finally filled the room.

Baishi sighed.

"Much better."

Now, onto the real experiment.

"If his immortality isn't linked to his body, then… it must be connected to his mind or soul."

With a flick of his finger—

A burst of spiritual energy surged into Hidan's disembodied head.

Forcing his way into Hidan's spiritual domain.

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Inside Hidan's Mindscape

The scene was dark and chaotic.

A faint silhouette loomed in the distance.

Baishi felt an immense pressure weighing down on him.

Strange, disturbing thoughts whispered in his mind.

His breath hitched slightly.

"What… the hell?"

His eyes sharpened.

"This presence…"

A name instinctively surfaced in his mind—

"The Evil God?"

At the same time—

Hidan materialized in this spiritual space.

But he paid no attention to Baishi.

Instead, he hurried toward the shadowy figure.

Dropping to his knees.

Bowing his head in reverence.

Baishi observed silently, choosing not to interrupt.

He wanted to see how things unfolded.

Time ticked by.

Then—

Baishi noticed something unusual.

With Hidan's continuous prayers—

The shadowy figure was becoming more solid.

As if something was being summoned.

Simultaneously—

A wave of insanity-inducing whispers pressed against Baishi's mind.

If not for his Level III Mind Fortress, he would have already succumbed to mental corruption.

Baishi's expression darkened.

"What the hell is this? Some kind of eldritch being?"

"Is this really the world of Naruto?"

For the first time, Baishi felt a sense of genuine unease.

Should he stop this process?

He hesitated.

"No. Let's wait a little longer."

He needed to see what this entity truly was.

His mental defenses were holding.

For now.

Time passed.

The figure finally solidified, though it still remained a semi-spiritual form.

Then—

Hidan spoke in fervent ecstasy.

"Evil God! I beg for your descent!"

His voice trembled with fanatical devotion.

Baishi's pupils shrank slightly.

He instinctively tensed.

A powerful mental force surged toward him.

Alongside it—

Came a deluge of twisted, deranged thoughts.

Baishi's Mind Fortress burned at full power.

Forcing back the corrupting presence.

After stabilizing himself, Baishi took a deep breath—

His gaze locked onto the now-solidified entity before him.

A strange sense of familiarity struck him.

Baishi's voice lowered.

"You're supposed to be the 'Evil God'?"

Something felt… off.

He didn't sense any divine omnipotence.

It felt less like a god—

And more like a highly advanced chakra entity.

More importantly—

Why did it feel… familiar?

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