Naruto: I can synthesize psychic beasts

This intense sense of mission and responsibility stems from their shared responsibility: to protect their beloved homeland and safeguard those suffering so deeply. Every step forward is paved with dust and blood, and they never look back until scars are all over their bodies. It is this unyielding spirit, this unyielding spirit, that sustains them in their relentless march forward.

However, behind this seemingly calm situation, there are countless crises and challenges.

They have encountered countless difficulties and setbacks, and even faced life-threatening situations, but they have never backed down, always sticking to their beliefs and moving forward courageously.

"Itachi, I deeply admire your strength and courage." Izuna said to Itachi with a smile, "Your leadership and decision-making abilities are also indispensable and important pillars of our team."

Itachi nodded slightly, a confident smile on his face.

He knew that his efforts and contributions were recognized and appreciated by Quannai. This was not only a recognition for him personally, but also an encouragement and motivation for the entire team.

"Izuna, your wisdom and strategy are equally admirable." Itachi said sincerely, "You are always able to find the best solution at the critical moment and lead us out of difficulties."

Izumi shook her head slightly and smiled calmly, "This is what I should do. After all, we are a team, and everyone must do their part to achieve the ultimate victory."

They smiled at each other, their hearts filled with tacit understanding and trust.

They know that on the road ahead, they will walk hand in hand and face more challenges and difficulties together.

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps interrupted their conversation.

A young ninja came running over and said breathlessly, "My lords, something bad has happened in the village!"

Hearing this, the two men's faces changed suddenly, and they immediately followed the ninja back to the village. When they arrived at the village, they were shocked by the scene before them.

The village was filled with a strong smell of blood, many houses collapsed, and corpses were lying on the ground. The villagers were terrified and fled in all directions, crying and shouting.

"What the hell happened?" Itachi angrily questioned the ninja.

The ninja replied tremblingly, "It's... it's the leader of Akatsuki! He broke into the village with a group of traitors, killed many villagers, and took many hostages."

Hearing this, Izuna and Itachi's expressions darkened. They knew that Nagato was an extremely dangerous enemy who had tried to destroy Konoha Village many times. Now, he had returned once again, bringing endless disaster and suffering.

"We must act quickly to rescue the trapped villagers and eliminate Nagato and his gang." Izuna said firmly.

Itachi nodded in agreement.

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Chapter 793: Kisame's Confusion

In the warm and thriving Konoha Village, the sun is shining and the breeze is blowing gently, as if blowing away all the dust and fatigue.

However, at this quiet and peaceful moment, a tense and serious atmosphere permeated the Hokage's office.

The three people sitting here are one of the famous three ninjas, Ms. Tsunade, my dear comrade, Mr. Uchiha Fugaku, and the young Minato Namikaze. They are having an important meeting.

"Fourth-sama, regarding our mission to capture Nagato, I must honestly tell you that we have failed." Uchiha Fugaku's tone was filled with regret and self-blame, his eyes gleaming with firm determination. "As for the true murderer, we are unable to determine."

Hearing this news, Minato Namikaze's face suddenly became solemn. She took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, as if trying to calm her inner emotions.

"I think I already know the answer." Namikaze Minato's gaze fell on Tsunade. "Before you returned, some rumors about Nagato had already begun to spread in the village."

"What?!" Tsunade and Fugaku exclaimed in unison, their eyes wide open, their faces full of disbelief.

"Yes, I believe these rumors are true." Namikaze Minato's tone was firm and powerful. "Itachi has retired after completing his mission. This is not only a personal honor for him, but also the pride of all Konoha."

"But, Yondaime-sama, how did such a rumor get out?" Fugaku asked in confusion, "We only just returned."

"I suspect someone is behind this." Namikaze Minato narrowed his eyes slightly, a glint flashing in them. "They want to leverage Uchiha Itachi's power to enhance their own status and influence."

"This is too much!" Fugaku waved his fist angrily, "They actually used Itachi to achieve their own goals. This is simply unforgivable!"

"Yes, this is indeed infuriating." Tsunade nodded in agreement, "But we can't lose our minds over this. The most important thing now is to protect Uchiha Itachi and prevent him from getting hurt."

"Don't worry, Tsunade-senpai, I will do my best to protect Itachi's safety." Namikaze Minato solemnly promised, "Whoever dares to hurt Itachi will pay the price!"

"Very good. I feel relieved to have you here." Tsunade smiled with satisfaction. "Next, we will face more challenges. I hope everyone can work together to protect the peace and prosperity of Konoha."

"I think so too." Minato Namikaze nodded.

"Yes, Lord Yondaime!" Everyone answered in unison, their voices loud and firm.

In this land full of vitality and vigor, a new chapter is about to begin.

The hot and fierce Hokage rock wind is rushing, and it is awe-inspiring.

Once upon a time, the Konoha Ninja Village faced a grand challenge, but this challenge did not come from a war between allies, but from a powerful evil force. This phenomenon can almost be called a catastrophe.

Faced with this unstoppable evil trend, everyone in the Konoha Ninja Village felt extremely painful and helpless.

They knew that their village was facing an unprecedented threat. They also understood that the enemy was far more powerful than them and that they could not prevent the disaster even if they tried their best.

The result that the strong people in the ninja world had to endure was that they could only watch all this happen, but they could not change this cruel fact.

At such a difficult time, in the lobby of the institution, the frustrated Minato Namikaze had empty eyes, unwilling to look away;

Fugaku and Tsunade quietly left the room, leaving Minato Namikaze alone in the spacious office. Looking at the tragic scene in front of them, their hearts were filled with endless worries.

Time flies, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

As if to ease the heaviness in their hearts, everyone began to look for some comfortable ways.

After some efforts, the brave warrior named Itachi finally found the lost time. He was very happy to be with Izuna, his face was filled with a joyful smile, and the excitement was beyond words.

"Thank you so much, respected Lord Itachi! I am so touched that you are willing to personally help me recover my lost memories!" Izuna was deeply grateful for Itachi's generous help, and at the same time, he became more confident in his classmate.

Itachi nodded slightly, then turned to Izuna and said with a smile: "The town here doesn't have the three-color meatballs that you like. When we arrive in the country, I will buy them for you again." Hearing this, Izuna's mood instantly became happy.

At this moment, Itachi suddenly asked about the recent situation. Izuna immediately stepped forward and replied: "Dear Itachi, during the time you were away, the outside world was spreading news that you had successfully left the Akatsuki organization."

Hearing this news, Itachi couldn't help but frown, obviously he had no idea about it. He turned to look at Izuna and asked curiously: "What is going on?"

Izunai shook his head and continued to explain: "We don't know the specific reason, but such rumors have spread everywhere. Now, I'm afraid that people in many countries have learned about it, and some people even began to worship you, hoping to join your camp and receive your blessing."

Fame is an invisible and mysterious power.

Sometimes it seems insignificant, but sometimes it can play a huge role.

However, such fame also brings some negative effects.

For example, the bounty on Itachi in the underground black market began to rise, and more and more people were eager to kill him in order to obtain the generous bounty.

Faced with this situation, Itachi fell into deep thought.

Such fame has both advantages and disadvantages for him.

However, overall, its positive impact seems to be more significant. Moreover, such rumors are obviously spread deliberately by someone, and the power of the person behind the scenes is not insignificant.

Although Itachi had seen through the truth, he did not show any dissatisfaction or anger. Instead, he decided to treat this matter as a new challenge and bravely meet it.

He was wearing a solemn black tuxedo, and behind him were four equally imposing men.

Itachi held the silver sword, looking at the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance with a far-reaching gaze, his heart full of emotion.

However, despite this, the townspeople carefully avoided this behemoth and tried their best to avoid conflict with it.

After a pause, he turned to the four people behind him. He remembered correctly that these people were once Xiao's subordinates.

Each of the four felt Itachi's gaze, and their scalps instantly felt a sharp pain, and their heartbeats seemed to be tightly grasped by a pair of invisible hands, almost stagnating. This fear from the depths of their souls made it impossible for them to have the slightest thought of resistance.

"They have completely severed ties with Akatsuki and are now my subordinates," Itachi explained.

Obviously, Itachi's existence brought them great psychological pressure.

He felt the pain on his back getting heavier again. Although he was quite dissatisfied, he just roared in dissatisfaction, flapped his steel wings, and rushed towards the west, attracting the attention of people on the ground.

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On the edge of a magnificent cliff, a man in a black coat with red clouds on it stood there quietly with a melancholy look on his face, gazing at the sunset in the distance and the setting sun.

The earth is at the junction of red and black, emitting its last warmth.

The sound of the bonfire burning behind me was crackling.

Although it was not yet night, the far-sighted Kisame had already lit a bonfire as usual and was skillfully grilling skewered fish over the fire in preparation for dinner.

"I just went out and heard the news of Itachi's defection." Standing on the edge of the cliff, gazing at the sunset, Kisame heard these words behind him.

Kisame was not shaken by this, as if Itachi's defection could not stir up any ripples in his heart.

Hearing this long-lost name, he couldn't help but turn his head slightly, and Nagato's figure was clearly reflected in the corner of his eye.

Kisame sat by the campfire, as if he had foreseen that Nagato would come here.

"You must be confused now, right?"

Nagato spoke lightly, and Kisame fell silent. Itachi, the man he respected the most, had left him...

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Chapter 794 Red Soil and Black Soil

In early spring, cherry blossoms bloom with charming beauty.

In the Iwagakure Detective Division, a girl walked hurriedly.

Her name is Heitu, and she is a member of the intelligence department. She moves forward with a firm step and perseverance, her face always brimming with confidence.

However, today, there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

In the morning, she learned from her colleague that she missed him very much, but they used to have different positions and goals. Now they are sticking to their own positions and goals, and their former friendship has gradually disappeared.

Today is a day of great significance to Heitu.

At noon, she walked out of the door of the investigation department in neat clothes. Her lips parted slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, as if she was about to meet an old friend she hadn't seen for many years.

However, how easy is it to meet old friends?

Just like the scene before our eyes, it seems both real and illusory.

The familiar figure standing before him, that familiar face, was clearly Chi Tu, who had once been so familiar to him. However, his temperament had changed drastically, becoming cold and distant.

Heitu's heart tightened instantly, and her eyes were full of confusion and anxiety.

She couldn't believe that everything she saw was real. She was afraid that it was just a dream. However, when Chi Tu started talking, she gradually regained her composure.

"Junior sister, long time no see." Chi Tu's voice was low and soft, as if telling an ancient story. Hei Tu's eyes were slightly moist, her heartbeat accelerated, and her mood was extremely complicated.

"Chitu, it's really you!" Heitu's voice trembled, and her tears fell. She held Chitu's hand tightly, as if wanting to hold on to this precious friendship.

Chi Tu gently patted Hei Tu's shoulder and comforted her, "Junior sister, don't cry. We haven't seen each other for a long time, but I always remember you."

Heitu nodded, wiped away her tears, and smiled brightly. She looked at Chitu, her eyes full of gratitude and joy.