Naruto: I can synthesize psychic beasts

In the past days, after going through countless trials and tribulations, he learned how to control the anger and hatred deep in his heart, so as to avoid being devoured by the powerful chakra.

Now was the time to demonstrate his achievements. He could maintain steady consciousness for approximately ten seconds. While this might seem brief, it was enough to provide a stunning visual experience. A pale blue light enveloped him, and he seemed to be immersed in a phantasmagorical world of interwoven light and shadow.

However, this was only the first step towards success. If he wanted to fully master this power, he had to further improve himself and achieve a stable state for at least five minutes. Only then could he truly enter a new realm in the ninja world.

He understood that only through constant practice and exploration could he find his own answer.

So he began to try various methods, trying to find a path to success.

He had gone there to feel the power of nature.

During this journey, he encountered many difficulties and challenges.

He once fell into a coma because he could not withstand the impact of chakra; he also lost control because he could not control his inner anger. However, every setback is his motivation to move forward, and every failure is an opportunity for him to grow.

Finally, after countless hardships, he found the path to success. He learned how to integrate chakra into his ninjutsu, multiplying its power. He also learned how to stay rational and no longer be affected by that power.

At this moment, he was standing under the moonlight, feeling the power that belonged to him.

He knows that the road ahead is still long and there are more challenges waiting for him, but he firmly believes that as long as he perseveres and moves forward courageously, one day he will become the one and only ninja, protecting the land and people he loves.

It was a sunny afternoon, and beside a shimmering lake, a young man was practicing arduous training in a lush forest. He wore a black robe and a golden belt around his waist, inlaid with a shining gem, a relic left by his father.

His eyes were firm and determined, and in his hand he tightly grasped a long wooden stick, the top of which was inlaid with a red crystal ball. His body was trembling slightly, and sweat was dripping like raindrops, but he didn't care, completely immersed in his practice.

"...Ha, taming this powerful chakra is really exciting!" He fell exhausted on the grass. After a whole day of training, the chakra in his body had been exhausted. All the bones in his body were in severe pain, especially his muscles, which had a burning and tearing sensation that stimulated the nerves all over his body.

However, a smile appeared on his face. Although the use of this trump card was short-lived, it at least provided him with a new option.

However, the price of this choice was a drastic change in his appearance. His skin took on a strange purple hue, his hair became thick and curly, and his pupils turned blood red, making him look like a ferocious beast.

However, he was not discouraged by this, but instead worked harder to cultivate. He understood that only by constantly improving his strength could he better protect himself and those around him.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in his ears: "You did a good job."

I looked up and saw a middle-aged man in a white robe. It was my master. His eyes were full of praise and encouragement.

"Master, can I really do this?" he asked nervously.

He patted her shoulder gently and said, "Of course you can. As long as you keep working hard, one day you will become a truly strong man."

Hearing this, a strong fighting spirit surged in his heart, and he decided to work harder to realize his dream as soon as possible.

So, he picked up the stick again and began a new round of practice. His movements were slow and powerful, and each swing was filled with endless determination and perseverance.

Gradually, the sun sets in the west,

The sky was stained with a brilliant sunset glow. He paused, took a deep breath, and felt the strength in his body gradually returning.

"You did a great job." He came to my side again and said with a smile.

Looking up, with a determined light in his eyes, he nodded solemnly and said, "I will continue to work hard, Master."

He smiled with relief and said, "Good boy, keep going." After that, he turned and left, disappearing in the afterglow of the sunset.

Standing there, silently watching the receding figure, his heart filled with gratitude and admiration. He knew that he still had a long way to go, but he believed that as long as he worked hard, one day he would become a truly strong man, protecting himself and those around him.

noon.

In the Land of Rain, heavy rain pours down, as if to drown the entire world.

"Lord Payne, Lord Payne!"

A hurried shout interrupted Nagato who was enjoying lunch alone in a cave halfway up the mountain.

At this time, the sky was as gloomy as iron, and the rain spread along the mountain range to the forests at the feet. However, lightning flashed from time to time in the dark clouds at the edge.

After a moment, he slowly stood up, burped, and said, "Master Payne, I have some preliminary clues about the mysterious organization you asked me to investigate in this country. From what I know, there seems to be some connection between this organization and this country."

"Oh? So quickly?"

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he did not put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands. He just savored the food while asking the summoning frog about the information he had learned.

He nodded and replied, "I heard this news by chance from a businessman in the Rain Country. The reason they've been able to conduct business with peace of mind in recent years is because they have a close connection with the rebel ninja forces."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but frown and sigh in my heart: The thing I least wanted to hear finally happened.

He originally thought that the mysterious organization he had been looking for might be hiding in some remote corner, but he never expected that

These people are really bold and presumptuous.

He shook his head and reported the information truthfully.

I feel that the name of this organization seems familiar, but because it is so old, it is difficult to recall the specific origin at the moment.

However, when a memory suddenly emerged in his mind, he suddenly understood.

His thoughts instantly became confused, and he kept muttering some unbelievable facts.

The sky over the Ninja World was extremely gloomy, as if a huge storm was gathering silently.

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the secret army jointly formed by the five great nations, a man was writing furiously at his desk. A renowned explorer in the ninja world, renowned for his versatile, magnificent, and powerful ninjutsu.

"Hey, Lady Terumi Mei, what's wrong with you? Is there some hidden meaning behind this?" He asked doubtfully, not understanding why these few simple letters could make him fall into such an anxious situation.

However, during this painful period of reflection,

A distant memory suddenly surfaced in his mind. Before his death, he had left behind a mysterious prophecy - another dark force in the ninja world was quietly rising, their goal was to kill the village, and the leader of this force called himself... 'God'!

This news was like a bolt from the blue, making my whole body stiff and unable to move.

In an instant, he suddenly realized the truth and leaped up from the ground. Although many questions remained unanswered, he had already made a decision. The Hidden Rain Village would definitely pose a threat to the village! Therefore, as a member of the village, he must step forward and prevent this from happening before the disaster strikes!

Furthermore, the impending war was a challenge he had to face. If his speculation was correct, the true identity of the so-called 'God' was most likely...

"Oh, you are in such a hurry. That is the enemy's base camp. If you act rashly..." He was worried about the decision.

……

It sped along, leaping with all its might, just to find the survey team within the Land of Rain as quickly as possible and deliver the scroll. However, just as it was about to reach its next stop, a sharp sound of air piercing suddenly rang out, startling it instantly alert and nimbly dodging.

A spiked hammer whizzed past, smashing a massive hole in the ground and sending up countless rubble and muddy water. Those who had narrowly escaped death were still terrified, thankful for their quick reactions; otherwise, they would have been among the dead under the hammer by now.

It looked up and saw a masked man in red and white holding a meteor hammer chain, with a playful light flashing in his eyes under the mask.

Oh no! I realized the situation was bad, but it was too late to dodge.

At that moment, a light blue beam of light flashed from behind like a thin blade. Feeling intense pain, before he could even wail, his body was cut in two and fell to the ground.

The young man holding the chakra scalpel casually wiped the blood off the blade, without even looking at the body of the summoning frog, and said respectfully: "He is dead.

On a rainy night, I walked alone in the rain.

Clutching a mysterious scroll, she gently picked it up from the ground and slowly unfolded it. Her eyes quickly swept across the scroll, and with a gentle wave of her hand, all the speculative words on the scroll instantly disappeared.

She picked up a brush of the same style, covered it with chakra, and, mimicking Jiraiya's chakra aura, wrote new content on the scroll. Her technique was so skillful that it seemed like she was performing an artistic performance.

Looking at the direction of departure, he murmured to himself: "The curtain is about to rise. We have stayed outside for a long time. It's time to go back..."

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the water and accurately grabbed the thrown scroll.

This person is Nagato.

As soon as he appeared, he turned his attention to the nearby Hidden Rain Village and chose a relatively remote entrance so that he could avoid the eyes and ears of the Hidden Rain Village ninjas and reach the core tower of the Hidden Rain Village.

He waved to the people beside him, then rushed towards the Hidden Rain Village against the wind and rain.

After a few calls, it disappeared in a cloud of mist.

……

"Hmm? This feeling of chakra..."

At this moment, Nagato, who was in front of the root, was sitting cross-legged, forming seals with his hands, constantly allowing his chakra to resonate with the root. Perhaps he had sensed something strange, and Nagato, who was concentrating on communicating, suddenly opened his eyes. His Rinnegan, which had originally been emotionless,

In the deepest chamber of the towering tower, a gloomy and terrifying room, like a still sculpture, yet when night falls, their eyes light up with a glimmer of hunting light. These mysterious beings seem to be waiting for some trigger to awaken.

At the same time, on the other side of the Rain Country, this village is famous for its huge rainfall and complex underground drainage system. Knowing that in order to successfully sneak in, you must find a shortcut to the target location.

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Chapter 821 Tsunade and Orochimaru

Under the gloomy and foggy night,

The special passage in the northwest corner of Konohagakure is filled with a strange atmosphere. In this maze-like steel pipe, there are infinite powers and secrets. This is the underground pipe system used by Konohagakure to drain rainwater.

Orochimaru, wearing a pitch-black cloak, stepped into this mysterious realm.

With a grim expression, he walked through the intricate pipeline system. Even the villagers of the village might not be able to fully understand the structure and direction of such a large and complex pipeline system. However, for Orochimaru, this was the only way to reach his goal.

He walked along the route with ease.

Although this road is full of unknown risks, he still moves forward firmly, because he knows that only by overcoming difficulties can he achieve true victory.

When he was halfway there, he suddenly heard a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

A folded shuriken came at him like lightning, aiming at his back. Orochimaru reacted quickly, dodging the fatal blow with a flick of his body.

However, this is just the beginning.

Then, countless of them fell like snowflakes, folded themselves into double-edged short swords in the air, and poured down. Facing such a dense attack, he was not afraid, and used a powerful fire ninjutsu to burn all the attacking swords.

However, he did not relax.

Because he knew that the real challenge was yet to come.

Sure enough, when the smoke and dust cleared, a woman in a short skirt appeared in front of him. She was in a finely shattered state, as if she could easily disintegrate if hit by an external force.

"Tsunade, you are still as irritable as ever," Orochimaru said with a smile, a determined light flashing in his eyes.

"You'd better be honest. This place no longer belongs to you." He responded indifferently, with a deep helplessness in his tone.

"I know this used to be my home. But now it has become a strange world. I must regain the lost memories and find those old friends." Orochimaru answered firmly, his eyes looking into the distance, as if he saw hope for the future.

"In that case, let us have a decisive battle here." Tsunade said, and she formed seals with her hands. Countless swords gathered around her again, forming a huge blade.

Seeing this, he did not show any weakness and used his strongest ninjutsu - Snake Tide. A ball ignited in his hand and turned into five dragons, sweeping towards him.

The two powerful energies collided with each other, causing a deafening explosion.

The entire pipeline system was shaking, as if it would collapse at any time. However, behind this fierce battle, there were deeper emotional entanglements.

In the end, with firm belief and fearless courage, he succeeded.

He left this place full of memories with the joy of victory. Tsunade lay quietly on the ground, looking at the stars in the sky, silently praying for the arrival of peace.