Naruto: I can synthesize psychic beasts

"Are you worried that the rain will continue into the night and won't stop?" A voice came, breaking the silent air.

She turned around and saw Nagato looking at her with a smile.

His eyes were gentle and firm, as if they could bring her confidence and strength.

"Are you frowning because you're worried about what might happen to Obito? Don't worry, we've made sufficient preparations there." He said confidently.

However, Xiaonan did not answer him.

Her eyes were still staring into the distance, as if she was thinking about deeper issues.

She knew that this rain was more than just a natural phenomenon; it foreshadowed the impending changes within the ninja world. The raindrops slid down, tapping against the glass, as if telling an ancient story.

"Nagato, I'm not worried about the situation in the ninja world," she finally spoke, her tone filled with deep worry. "What I'm worried about is that I'm afraid we're heading down the wrong path."

Hearing this, Nagato's expression turned serious.

He understood that Xiaonan was right. He was filled with pain and anger, and if he couldn't deal with these emotions properly, he would probably go crazy.

"You are absolutely right." Nagato gently held her hand and comforted her, "But it cannot be undone now. It was decided from the beginning. Next, we need to focus on the situation in Konoha Village."

Konoha Village, the place that once gave birth to countless heroes, has now become a ruin.

All the glory and splendor of the past have turned to dust. And all of this is caused by those conspirators hiding behind the scenes.

"Konan, I believe that as long as we work together, we will be able to defeat the evil forces and restore peace." Nagato's eyes flashed with determination.

She knows that only through hard work and struggle can she realize her dreams.

"Yes, we can do it!" He held her hand tightly, his eyes full of trust and encouragement. In these turbulent times, they will move forward hand in hand and face all challenges together.

The rain was still falling outside the window, but the flame of hope was ignited in their hearts.

They firmly believe that as long as they persevere, one day they will have a bright future.

"Huh! Are we finally here?" Beiliuhu dragged his exhausted body to the edge of the thorn forest, his eyes filled with determination and resolve. He showed no fear, no retreat, only unwavering determination and courage.

Late at night, with heavy rain pouring down, the thorn forest seemed to have become a dangerous beast, waiting for its prey.

"What is coming will eventually come! I will do my best." Beiluo took a deep breath, took a step forward, and walked into this mysterious and terrifying forest.

His right arm had disappeared, leaving only a piece of pale flesh and blood exposed.

However, surprisingly, there was no bloodstain left there. Instead, it seemed like a blank, as if there was nothing inside and no internal organs.

He was breathing rapidly and looked in very poor condition.

Due to the loss of his right arm, he is now unable to perform powerful ninjutsu, which undoubtedly causes him great trouble.

"I can only rely on the power of stealth and swift escape." Beiliuhu muttered silently in his heart. He knew that this battle would be extremely difficult.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the depths of the woods and rushed towards them.

He reacted quickly and dodged the opponent's attack by turning sideways.

"Who is it?" He looked at the man in black in front of him vigilantly, holding a kunai tightly in his hand, ready to launch a counterattack at any time.

"It's me," the man in black took off his mask, revealing a handsome and stern face.

"It's you." Hiruhu breathed a sigh of relief. He knew this ninja from the country of No. He had met him several times on the battlefield.

"How did you become like this?" Seeing the tragic scene, he couldn't help but frown, with deep worry in his eyes.

"I was seriously injured while on a mission and my right arm was severed." He answered calmly, his tone revealing strength and courage.

"That's so unfortunate." He sighed, "But don't worry, I will help you find a cure."

"Thank you," he nodded gratefully, "where are we headed now?"

"We need to pass through this thorn forest before we can reach our destination." He pointed to the dense forest ahead, "That's our base, and it's also the ultimate destination of our trip."

"Eight-Tails?" He was stunned for a moment, "Is he also sealed?"

"Yes, but someone has recently discovered his whereabouts, and he seems to be planning a conspiracy." He said solemnly, "We must stop him and protect our safety."

"Okay, I'm willing to complete this task with you." He agreed without hesitation. He knew that this was his responsibility as a ninja.

Thus, the two began a long and arduous journey.

In the thorn forest, they encountered various difficulties and challenges, but they never gave up and always moved towards their goal firmly.

Finally, after countless efforts, they successfully crossed the thorn forest and arrived at the gate of the base.

"This is it." He stopped and looked at the tall castle in front of him, his tone full of admiration and yearning.

"Let's go in." He nodded and followed him into the castle.

The castle interior was luxuriously decorated and brilliantly lit, yet it was filled with a spooky and eerie atmosphere. One had to proceed cautiously, fearing any danger.

Suddenly, a black shadow rushed out from the corner and attacked. With quick reaction, he dodged the opponent's attack and attacked the black shadow with a kunai.

"Bang!" The kunai hit the black shadow, making a muffled sound.

The shadow fell to the ground, turning into a pool of black liquid, emitting a foul odor. Taking a deep breath, he gathered his spirits and continued to follow Bai Shi.

Deep in the castle, they encountered more enemies, but with their outstanding strength and tacit cooperation, they resolved the crises one by one.

Finally, they reached the top floor of the castle.

"Fire Style: Fire Dragon Contempt!"

With a deafening roar, an extremely huge flaming dragon roared out from its mouth.

This beam of light that burned everything in the world was like a streaking thunder. Wherever it passed, every tree turned into ashes. The earth was deeply scratched by its claws, leaving scorch marks. Even the rain that fell on it was evaporated in an instant.

However, even in the heavy rain, the size of the fire dragon was not greatly affected, and it still maintained its astonishingly powerful momentum.

Just by visual inspection, one can tell that the length of this fire dragon is more than ten meters. It is like a ferocious beast with its bloody mouth wide open, roaring towards them.

He knew in his heart that there was no one else who could perform such a powerful fire escape technique.

Among the ninjas who followed closely behind him, perhaps only this one used the fire escape technique so vividly.

Just as the fire dragon was about to approach, a huge shark formed by thick water elements suddenly leaped up from the front and launched a fierce attack on the fire dragon.

However, despite the immense bravery of this water shark, it was still dwarfed by the fire dragon. In a single encounter, the dragon swallowed half of the shark, sending scorching steam spurting out, shrouding the entire forest in a haze of smoke.

The fire dragon's speed didn't slow at all. Instead, it carved a charred trail tens of meters long across the ground, crushing the trees and rainwater along its path mercilessly until they vanished without a trace. Beside this charred trail, something was tumbling miserably. He stopped and looked at the trail that stretched deep into the forest, filled with fear.

"It seems that you are in urgent need of help now." A teasing laugh came from behind. Beiliuhu looked back and saw the tall Kisame standing against the wind. His face, hair and clothes were all wet by the rain, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

However, just as Kisame was about to draw out the sword Samehada from behind, a cold voice without any emotion drifted out from the depths of the dark forest: "Get out!"

Although the voice was old and cold, it contained an incomparably deep sense of power.

The leaves no longer rustled, the falling raindrops froze in the air, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

When Kisame heard this voice, he subconsciously loosened the big sword Samehada in his hand, and Hiruko also breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, a violent repulsive force swept in like a hurricane, destroying the tree and the ground beyond all recognition. In an instant, a barren expanse of land, dozens of square meters in size, was cleared, leaving no trace of grass.

"Cough cough..." Faced with such a sudden attack, they fell to the barren soil one after another, rolling and struggling in the mud, and the wounds on their bodies had cracks visible to the naked eye.

He could only support his body by sticking the sword in his hand into the ground.

He breathed a sigh of relief and climbed up from the muddy ground.

He did not ask too much about the situation over there, because after taking precautions,

Late at night, a howling storm swept across the world. In this dense forest, a life-or-death battle was underway. Their enemy was an elite team.

They all had deep wounds on their bodies, and it was obvious that they had experienced a fierce battle.

However, this was only the beginning. They approached silently, hovering above the treetops like ghosts. Their eyes gleamed with bloodthirsty glints, as if ready to launch a fatal attack at any moment.

At this moment, a beautiful woman with long black hair and a black stand-up collared windbreaker came out. She had a cold expression on her face, and the rain slid down her fair neck and into her chest.

Her lips were slightly open, she was breathing softly, her bright red eyes were particularly eye-catching in the dark night, staring intently at Kisame and Afei.

"It seems that we are about to face an extremely difficult battle." He whispered, his hand slowly clenching the big sword Samehada behind him.

He glanced behind him from time to time, as if looking for an opportunity.

However, at this moment, a low and indifferent voice came from the depths of the forest:

Although the sound was old, it was filled with endless power. The leaves stopped rustling, the rain stopped in mid-air, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

A strong repulsive force came like a storm, and the trees and land where they stood were all destroyed beyond recognition by this force.

She frowned and looked at the darkness in the forest, where a terrible aura gradually spread.

Suddenly, a silver knife light flashed in the rain.

A figure holding a sickle quickly landed on the ground. Her hair was a light yellow, and she was wearing a gas mask. Her attack was so fast that Yiji could only resist with all her strength.

The two men's weapons collided with each other, making a deafening sound.

Their chakras collided with each other, like two ferocious beasts roaring, and a thrilling duel began.

The earth could not withstand such intense fighting and cracks began to appear.

The sword cut into the old man's shoulder, and the old man released an even more powerful repulsive force.

Without fear, she used all her strength to push away the repulsive force, then swung the sword in her hand and launched a final attack on the old man.

The old man's body fell heavily to the ground, sending dirt and rocks flying everywhere. Kisame spun around in place, then rushed forward like a gust of wind, chasing the old man at an astonishing speed.

The old man released powerful force again, and the air became distorted.

Her body paused in the air for a moment, then she sneered and used her body to resist this powerful force.

Didn't back down from that.

Her eyes burned with conviction, she knew the battle was far from over. Her body flipped in the air.

There is a dazzling light on his body.

She is the embodiment of courage and determination, following her inner love for justice and kindness, bravely shouldering the responsibility of saving the world. In the process, she also encountered many challenges and difficulties.

However, the old man was well prepared. He quickly retreated, leaving no chance for a sneak attack.

At the same time, as he retreated, his hands moved a safe distance apart, and a black ball the size of a finger gradually emerged between his palms.

"Go." The old man said in his old and cold voice.

The black ball seemed to understand the old man's words. It flew towards the sky and merged with the dark sky, as if they were one and the same.

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