One Dragon Tail Kick will shatter your Susanoo dream!

Outside Sunagakure, after a sandstorm had passed, a small mound of earth trembled.

Then, a man with a white headscarf covering half of his face emerged from the ground with a serious expression. After cautiously surveying the surrounding area, he gently tapped his chin.

"Safe for now, no enemy detected!"

"Thank you for your hard work, Jonin Maki!"

Gaara, clutching his bloodied arm, struggled to crawl out of the cave, followed by Kankuro, Temari who had spoken earlier, and the remaining elite Sand Ninja.

Gaara closed his left eye, transformed sand into an eye, then used a small amount of sand to support the eyeball as it rose into the air. After carefully examining it, he slowly bowed his head towards Maki.

"There's no sign of battle in the village right now, Elder Chiyo and the others..."

Maki lowered his head in silence for a moment, then looked at the remaining Sand Ninja elites. After thinking for a while, he deliberately sent Gaara and his siblings away under the pretext of treatment before telling the remaining Sand Ninjas his plan.

"Gentlemen, you all understand the current situation, right?"

"Lord Gaara absolutely cannot be harmed now!"

"Please everyone..."

After a brief discussion, the remaining Sand Ninja, with unwavering determination in their eyes, formed hand seals, changed their appearance, and simultaneously overtook Temari's iron fan and the nearly destroyed puppet behind Kankuro!

A hint of sadness flashed in Gaara's eyes, but he knew in his heart that this was not the time to act rashly, so he nodded silently and left a message.

"Please, you must live..."

Maki, who was in the lead, lifted his headscarf and smiled.

"Please leave here quickly, leave the rest to us!"

Gaara fought back tears, disguised himself as an ordinary Sand Ninja, and then left with Kankuro and Temari, who were furious at their own weakness!

On the vast desert, the Sand Ninja squad was moving at high speed when suddenly several bolts of lightning struck down, and mocking voices came from above.

"Little mice, I've caught you!"

Maki, the leader, was not afraid. Seeing the opponent flying towards the ground, he spat out a puff of poisonous smoke and immediately formed hand seals.

"Wind Release: Wind Blade Combo!"

Several invisible wind blades flew out, but were ignored by Urashiki Otsutsuki. Seeing this, Maki dodged the ninjutsu bombardment launched by the opponent's fish basket.

They then immediately used the Earth Dragon Concealment Technique to dive underground. The other elite Sand Ninja followed suit, using an attack ninjutsu once and then changing positions in an attempt to buy time.

After wasting a little time, Urashiki Otsutsuki's playful mood turned sour. When he accidentally used his Byakugan, he realized something was wrong. The so-called Gaara squad that Maki was protecting was just Sand Ninja in disguise. He immediately flew into a rage.

"Damn you native ants, how dare you play tricks on me!"

Do you understand the price you're going to pay?

The ninjutsu accumulated in countless fish baskets poured down, and after Maki and the other Sand Ninja used their ninjutsu to block several of the attacks, they could only manage a helpless wry smile.

"Gentlemen, it seems this is the only way to end this..."

Suddenly, a giant hand emerged from the desert, pulling Maki and the two surviving Sand Ninja out of the ninjutsu's blast range.

Gaara stepped on a clump of sand and mud, pulling the group in front of him. Urashiki Otsutsuki, seeing this, was overjoyed.

"As expected, intelligence is the biggest weakness of you ants!"

Maki looked puzzled, and even questioned him with annoyance in his tone.

"Why!"

Why did you come back?

Gaara manipulates massive amounts of sandstorms, forming layer upon layer of sand shields.

"I want to become the Wind Shadow!"

"Protecting the village and everyone else is something we absolutely must do!"

"As for passing on intelligence, it doesn't matter who does it!"

In the desert, Gaara, along with Shukaku within him, unleashed extraordinary power, managing to suppress Urashiki Otsutsuki for a short period of time.

The other party looked miserable. Because of the lingering injuries on his body, he was actually suppressed by the natives who always regarded him as an ant. In his anger, he swallowed all the chakra he had obtained in Sunagakure from the fish basket!

Meanwhile, Maki and the others became mere background figures, constantly moving away from the battlefield, fearing they might affect Gaara's valiant fight!

Seeing that Urashiki Otsutsuki was swallowing repeatedly, Gaara seized the opportunity and immediately extended his right hand.

"Sand-bound coffin!"

Clumps of sand wrapped tightly around Urashiki Otsutsuki. In his consciousness space, Gaara whispered to Shukaku.

"Please lend me your power!"

Shukaku nodded slightly, then roared.

"Finally recovered! Let that white brat suffer a bit!"

"I'll use that technique I practiced in Kusagakure!"

"understand!"

"Desert Layer Burial Seal!"

A large amount of sand forms a pyramid-like structure. The sand, after being reinforced, has a higher density. The seal effect is continuously strengthened by Shukaku's sand body and spell patterns!

After trapping Urashiki Otsutsuki inside, Gaara, somewhat weak, half-squatted on the ground, panting as he looked towards the top of the pyramid.

"My chakra is almost depleted, so I should be able to keep this guy occupied for quite some time!"

Maki and the other Sand Ninja quickly arrived in front of him, helped Gaara up, and said in a deep voice.

"This is absolutely outrageous!"

"but……"

"Excuse me..."

After Maki finished speaking, he carried Gaara on his back, chose a direction, and nodded slightly to the others.

The group immediately understood and dispersed from their original positions...

However, before they had gone far, after only ten minutes, Maki was forced to stop.

Upon seeing the burly man in front of him, he immediately became wary.

"Who are you? A spy from another village?"

The burly man's lips curled slightly upward as he touched his bald head, his tone flippant.

"I am an apostle of God!"

"Mortals have no right to know my name!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Maki used the Wind Blade with one hand to cut his opponent into several pieces. Seeing his opponent fall to the ground after being hit, he complained helplessly.

"What kind of weirdo is acting so arrogantly..."

"what are you saying?"

"!!!"

To Maki's astonishment, he was struck in the chest by the burly man, his entire body spinning and sinking into the ground, spitting out blood as if it were free. Then, a man of similar age slowly walked forward and stepped on him.

"Mortals are not worthy to speak with the messengers of God!"

"Hand of Sand!"

A clump of sand wrapped around the man's right arm, and with a soft snap, his arm was violently torn off. Gaara weakly got up.

"What's going on with you, buddy?"

The man's arm was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye, and he smiled again.

"hey-hey……"

"I am the founder of the Otsutsuki God Cult, the immortal Boro God Messenger!"

"Mortals should honestly worship the gods!"

Boro's figure vanished instantly, spitting out a large amount of gunpowder, and he actually grabbed Gaara. Then, a violent explosion rang out.

When the smoke cleared, Boro, with three black lines on his face, easily lifted Gaara.

"The target has been apprehended; it's time to head back!"