Naruto: I can synthesize psychic beasts

However, he did not stop attacking, and he immediately opened the Sharingan in his right eye.

The cracks that had been quietly blooming now spread like sparks. She was terrified and stared at the black mass that was only a few inches away from her, her heart filled with fear.

However, no matter how hard they tried, the black light not only did not go out, but became stronger and stronger, shrouding the entire battlefield in darkness.

Finally, the sound gradually weakened until it disappeared, leaving only a charred corpse lying quietly on the ground, all breath of life had dissipated.

Panting with exhaustion, his eyes had turned red from overusing the Sharingan, as if they would burst into flames at any moment. Although his physical strength was close to the limit, he felt no regrets. Because he knew that only in this way could he truly destroy the enemy.

In the gray night, the remaining glimmer of light shines on this devastated land.

War, this ruthless weapon, brings only endless pain and wailing.

At this moment, the place was filled with the stench of burning black flames, as if death had quietly arrived. Baihu Xiaonan, the figure once revered by everyone, had now become an irreversible victim on the battlefield.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, a feeling of sadness and loss came over me.

As one of the few surviving ninjas, he felt heavy-hearted and angry. He swept his eyes firmly over the enemy in front of him, holding tightly in his hand a blood-stained ninja sword, which was his last weapon.

"Obito!" He shouted the name through gritted teeth, with the flame of revenge flashing in his eyes.

He knew that this battle had reached a life-and-death point, and he had to go all out to avenge his dead companions.

However, facing a powerful opponent, he did not act rashly.

He knew that at this moment, his strength was no longer as strong as before, and both his chakra and physical strength were almost exhausted. He needed to find an effective strategy to defeat the enemy in front of him.

At this moment, he noticed a black flash in his left eye, and he was delighted and immediately thought of a plan. He decided to use the special feature to create a trap and lure the enemy into it.

So, he began to use his pupil technique, spreading it to the maximum extent. At the same time, he quietly moved behind him, ready to launch a fatal attack.

However, just when he was about to succeed, he suddenly sensed danger, turned around quickly, and swung his sword to block the attack.

The two engaged in a fierce battle.

Sparks flew as swords flashed and shadows flashed. With his rich combat experience, he constantly sought opportunities to inflict damage. With his keen perception, he cleverly dodged the attacks.

In this thrilling battle, both sides tried their best.

The ninja sword left scars on his body, and his Sharingan became blurred due to excessive use.

However, despite being seriously injured, he remained calm. He knew that the battle was far from over and he had to persevere until the moment of victory.

At this moment, a Konoha ninja took the opportunity to attack and wanted to interrupt the action. Seeing this, he immediately used the eye technique to trap the ninja.

Seeing this scene, he was shocked. He knew that he had to solve it as soon as possible, otherwise he would face a greater crisis. So, he no longer hesitated and rushed forward with all his strength.

Seeing this, he went forward fearlessly. He knew that this was his last chance and he had to seize it to win the victory.

The two figures crossed each other in the night sky, and their swords collided, making a crisp sound.

The sword tore through his clothes, blood gushed out from the wound, and it also pierced his chest, taking away his last life.

The fierce battle finally came to an end, and Nagato won the final victory.

He stood in the middle of the battlefield, looking at the corpses around him, his heart filled with emotion. He knew that this war brought only pain and disaster to the people, and he hoped to change all this through his own efforts.

As the night deepened, I dragged my exhausted body and left the battlefield.

He knows that there is still a long way to go in the future and he must keep moving forward and strive to realize his dream.

In the darkness, rhythmic raindrops scatter across the ground like pearls, stirring up mist and falling silver threads that punctuate the vast landscape. Rapid, rhythmic thunder rumbles, shattering the tranquil night. On this night, a fierce battle unfolds on a hidden battlefield.

In this battle, the protagonist is the man wearing a dark ninja uniform, with a resolute face and holding a long sword.

Possessing extensive combat experience and superb ninjutsu skills, his ninja sword wielded with the agility of a venomous snake, each swing carrying a deadly threat. Yet, despite facing such a formidable opponent, he showed no fear, his gaze firm and piercing, as if able to see through any obstacle.

His body was covered in wounds, and bright red blood oozed from the wounds, staining his clothes and pants crimson. However, he paid no attention, concentrating solely on dealing with the attack. His mind was constantly calculating various possible strategies, trying to find the best solution.

Suddenly, Zuo's eyes locked onto a stone. A thought struck him, and he made a decision immediately. With a flick of his body, he was next to the stone. Then, he kicked the stone towards...

Seeing this, he immediately swung his ninja sword to block the stone. However, at this moment, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He quickly drew the sword at his waist and thrust it out fiercely.

Seeing this, his face changed slightly and he quickly stepped back to avoid it.

However, the attacks came like a violent storm, leaving him unable to resist. In the end, he was forced into a desperate situation and could only raise his hands in surrender.

Although the battle was short, it was full of thrills and excitement.

With wisdom and courage, he successfully defeated the powerful enemy and defended his dignity and honor. This victory also made him more determined to fight to the end to protect his country.

The rain was pouring down, and thunder and lightning tore through the dark night, as if to tear the whole world to pieces.

However, in this storm, two figures were engaged in a decisive battle on the street. On the battlefield, the noisy sound of rain, the deafening thunder, and the clanging of swords mixed together like a magnificent symphony.

"Fire Style?" His eyes flashed with sharpness. He widened his eyes and looked at the Yasakani no Magatama that were carrying a fiery aura. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "What an amazing power!" He knew very well that these seemingly ordinary ninjutsu actually contained extremely powerful destructive power.

However, at this moment, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring intently, as if trying to see through the fear deep in his heart.

His voice was deep and powerful, shaking people's hearts like thunder: "Do you think you can defeat me like this?"

His expression grew solemn. He knew the young man before him was no ordinary man. His taijutsu and swordsmanship were superb, and his use of ninja tools was a mastery of the highest order. His Mangekyō Sharingan, in particular, could discern the enemy's movements, allowing him to maneuver with ease in battle.

However, I was not afraid of this.

His eyes burned with blazing fire, and he swung the ninja sword in his hand even more fiercely. He knew that in this life-and-death struggle, only by going all out could he win the final victory.

The battle between the two intensified, with swords flashing and sparks flying. The rain soaked their clothes, but it couldn't quench the rage in their hearts. Their eyes were firm and determined, as if telling each other that no matter the cost, they would persevere to the end.

Suddenly, his eyes changed, and a powerful chakra wave gathered in his left hand. Then, a blue lightning burst out from his palm and rushed towards him.

Seeing this, he immediately dodged the fatal blow.

However, a look of astonishment appeared on his face, because he found that this ninjutsu was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

His heart was filled with shock and confusion. He had never seen anyone use chakra so skillfully and so terrifyingly.

However, he didn't have much time to think. He also gathered a powerful force of wind-attribute chakra in his right hand, and thrust it forward violently. Suddenly, a strong wind arose, blowing away the surrounding rain and mist, revealing a clear view.

Seeing this, my heart tightened.

He knew that this was the signal to prepare for the final blow, so he raised the ninja sword in his hand without hesitation and slashed fiercely.

However, at this moment, a strange smile appeared on his lips. He pushed his hands forward at the same time, and two powerful chakra waves collided instantly, erupting with a violent explosion.

His body was blown away and fell heavily to the ground. He struggled to stand up, but it felt like all the bones in his body were broken and the pain was unbearable.

He walked slowly up to him and looked down at him. His eyes were cold and ruthless, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"You lose." He said calmly, without any emotion in his tone.

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Chapter 818: Internal Struggle of Akatsuki Organization

As night falls, a horrific battle is taking place outside the village.

Darkness enveloped the entire battlefield, with only ever-changing shadows and flickering fluorescence forming the unique picture of this battlefield.

The protagonist of the battlefield, the man named Obito, is fighting fiercely with those enemies who keep flickering.

Obito's body was surrounded by dense lightning, and sweat and blood mixed together, flowing down silently.

He held the sword in his hand, which was flashing with lightning, and his eyes were sharp and frightening. The wind blew through his hair, making him look even more unruly.

His eyes were full of determination and resoluteness, as if no difficulties could stop him from moving forward.

At this moment, a strong flash of light suddenly appeared.

The blinding light shone accurately on his body. This beam of light was like the most sensitive detector in the world, instantly magnifying the black shadow to the extreme.

Having anticipated this, he nimbly dodged the attack and lightly jumped out of the range of the flash.

"Humph, I won't fall for the same trick again!" he said with a sneer.

However, just as he finished speaking, a burst of hurried footsteps came from behind him. He turned around in surprise and saw Minato approaching quickly, swinging his fist and attacking him fiercely in the face.

Reacting quickly, he stretched out his right hand and caught the attack steadily.

Then, he pushed it away with all his strength. At the same time, his left hand instantly released a sticky steel wire that stuck tightly to his right hand.

Seeing this, he immediately adjusted his Indian stance and tried to launch a fierce attack.

However, at this moment, a sharp sword fell from the sky, with blue lightning, spinning and flying towards him. He dodged in a hurry, but was still scratched by the sword.

Taking the opportunity to launch an attack, he threw the sword out, and lightning surrounded it, forming a huge blue disc, flying towards Seeing this, he immediately leaned forward to dodge, and at the same time completed a new seal, using the steel wire as a medium to perform the Flying Thunder God Interchange Technique in an attempt to control the body.

However, just as they were preparing to launch a new round of offensive, a powerful force attacked from behind.

The thrown sword returned to its original position in an instant, like a spinning disk. The sword sank straight into the soil, trembling and flashing with lightning.

The sudden attack caught him off guard, and he could only roll sideways, thus interrupting the previous seal. At this critical moment, lightning flashed again, and it seemed that it was about to annihilate the land. A skeleton appeared around his body, completely covering him.

His eyes were cold and cruel, and his expression seemed to tell his opponent that they were not facing just one person, but an army. He used all his strength to charge the kunai in his hand with electricity, and then swung it out violently, cutting the sticky steel wire.

The bright red in his eyes gradually dimmed, leaving only three magatama flickering in his eyes. At this moment, the purple warrior who was fighting fiercely with many Konoha ninjas in the distance quietly disappeared without a trace.

However, the battle is far from over.

In order to realize his ambitions, he is willing to sacrifice everything.

His strength is unfathomable. He possesses the terrifying Sharingan, which can control the will of others and even the elements of nature. His goal is to destroy Konoha and eliminate all.

Minato must stop his former disciple to protect the village and his family. He knows it will be a difficult battle.

The dim dusk cast a layer of melancholy over the world outside the window. The sunlight penetrated the window and fell into the house, but it did not fall on the boy in the corner.

The boy's name is Uchiha Obito. His eyes are full of confusion and helplessness, as if this world is just an endless nightmare to him.

"Obito, you have to be strong." Lin's last words rang in his ears. He held the sword tightly in his hand, his heart filled with firm belief.

However, fate always likes to play tricks on people.

Just as he was about to leave the village and seek revenge, a sudden disaster struck.

It was a thunderous night, and he was walking alone on the desolate street. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck, turning the entire village into ashes. He was caught up in the disaster, and his body was struck by lightning, and he fell into a coma.

When he woke up, he found himself lying in an abandoned factory.

He struggled to get up and found that everything around him had become unfamiliar. He didn't know where to go, nor how to get out of this foggy predicament.

"Child, are you awake?" Just when I was confused, an old man came over.

"You are...?" he asked with some confusion.

"I am Uchiha Madara, and I am also one of the survivors who witnessed this disaster." The old man sighed and said, "If you hadn't been struck by lightning and blown to my house by the wind, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to meet now."