Naruto: I can synthesize psychic beasts.

Just as they were confused, a clear voice of a girl suddenly came from behind: "Eighth Generation Technique!" Immediately afterwards, a violent explosion sounded, and a figure broke through the dust and rushed out.

Its size was immense, even comparable to those of the larger psychic beasts. It leaped up, extending its thick horn and charging straight at him. With incredibly quick reaction, he lightly tapped the steel pipe with his toes and instantly soared several meters high like an arrow, dodging the sudden attack.

When he landed again, he landed right on the horn, using the momentum to leap into the air. His gaze pierced through his back. He saw a petite girl standing steadily on his back, her hands forming complex hand seals, seemingly directing an attack.

What was equally surprising was the cold gaze fixed on the person below her feet.

He quickly adjusted his mentality, and a blazing flame spurted out of his mouth, instantly enveloping it, forming a fireball as big as a large spirit beast, and rushed forward.

Seeing this, the girl immediately took a few steps back, then fearlessly faced the fireball, blocking it head-on. With a deafening roar, her wounded body turned into wisps of green smoke and drifted away.

The girl didn't care at all. She continued to form hand seals and mobilized all her chakra. "Yadai no Jutsu—"

He stepped hard, leaving a deep dent on the steel pipe. His body shot out like a cannonball, and in the blink of an eye he rushed in front of the girl and delivered a fatal punch.

With a resounding bang, the girl was caught off guard and sent flying backwards, her body wedged deep into the torn steel pipe. Bright red blood spurted from her mouth, and her limbs were firmly stuck in the steel, unable to move.

Seeing that the girl was still breathing despite being severely injured, he decided to take the opportunity to give her a final blow. However, at this moment, a cold female voice came from a distance: "Yashiro no Jutsu!"

In silence, the sharp sickle came through the wind as if cutting through the void.

If he didn't possess a keen insight beyond that of ordinary people, he would have been hit long ago.

However, it cleverly avoided such a threatening weapon and accurately stopped in an iron pipe, leaving a straight and smooth cut.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel extremely confused.

Just then, he looked up and saw a figure slowly emerging from the other end of the pipe.

What I witnessed today was truly bizarre and beyond belief. However, compared to the resurrection of this deceased person, the various strange phenomena I had encountered before seemed insignificant.

His mind was in a mess and he couldn't understand what he was seeing.

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Chapter 822: The Fallen Akatsuki

The violent explosion, like a raging storm, mercilessly swept through the quaint and mysterious village.

In the small village full of Naruto's memories, a raging battle is quietly unfolding. Unpredictable forces, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, instantly destroy the habitat of all living things.

In this relentless struggle, brave individuals stepped forward, defending the dignity of their homeland with their lives. However, in the face of a powerful enemy, their efforts seemed insignificant.

In the center of the battlefield, a man was lying quietly on the ground. His name was Obito.

His eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul, and his body was stiff, as if it was frozen in that moment. His body was covered with wounds, and his blood dyed the ground red. His breath was weak, as if he would disappear at any time.

She was doing her best to protect him.

Their faces were pale, their clothes were soaked with sweat, and their eyes were firm, as if telling of their determination to never give up. However, facing the powerful offensive of the enemy, their strength seemed so small.

At this moment, a black light flashed in the sky, followed by a strong vibration, as if the whole world was shaking. It was power, like a violent storm, pouring down, as if it would devour all life.

Under the attack from the sky, they had no power to resist and could only let their bodies be thrown far away. Their bodies tumbled in the air, and their blood spilled in the air, forming a sad and beautiful picture.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in ruins.

His heart was filled with despair, he didn't understand why he had suffered such a fate. He thought of his past dreams and the friends who had been by his side, and he felt extremely lonely and helpless.

At this moment, the memory from many years ago emerged in his mind. He thought of the young and energetic boy, and he thought of Lin, whom he loved but could not have.

He thought of the passionate youth years and told himself silently that no matter how many difficulties and challenges he faced, he would not give up easily.

So he bravely got up, and his eyes were full of life again.

He decided to put an end to the war in his own way. He picked up his weapon and launched a final attack on the enemy.

During the battle, he encountered many difficulties and obstacles, but he always maintained firm faith and courage.

With his wisdom and perseverance, he gradually took control of the battle, his figure shuttled across the battlefield, his attacks were like a violent storm, and his momentum was like a tiger descending from a mountain.

In the end, they successfully defeated the enemy and ended this brutal war.

His name spread throughout the ninja world, and people praised him as a true hero. However, for him, these honors and praises were not important. The only thing he cared about was his comrades who sacrificed their lives.

In the days that followed, I often sat alone in the dusk, missing the friendship and love I once had.

He often thinks of his teammates who once fought side by side with him and the lovers who once stood by his side. He can't help but sigh that life is short and time flies. Only by cherishing the present can we live up to this life.

On a desolate land, heavy rain poured down, falling on the ruins of the once glorious place.

The rain watered the broken land, as if symbolizing nature mourning her masterpiece destroyed by war. Standing quietly among the ruins, his former best friends and companions disappeared in the battle years ago, leaving only this devastated scene. Anxiety, anger and endless sadness are intertwined at this moment, solidified in the eyes of this lonely knight.

However, despite this, as the cold rain beat down on him, his emotions seemed to still be in an unbalanced state. The book he held tightly in his hand was now trembling in the wind and rain.

There is no doubt that he was still shocked and puzzled by everything that had happened in the past. No matter how rational he was, he could not understand why the friend who had once fought side by side with him eventually took the opposite path.

Having been freed, he was slowly walking towards the Tao, the one who had accompanied him for many years.

He rushed over from afar, the short blade in his hand was ready. However, just as he was about to launch an attack, another gentle and rational voice suddenly resounded through the sky.

Hearing this familiar yet strange name, my body trembled instantly, and I turned to this former rising star with a look of surprise, with mixed feelings in my heart. However, facing my beloved teacher and friend who had gone through hardships with me, the answer was as cold as the cold wind.

"I think you should also understand that people will always change over time. We just choose the most suitable way to survive in the torrent of life." Hei Zetsu's eyes were deep and dark. Although his voice was not loud, it was clear and powerful, as if it could penetrate people's hearts and give people an invisible sense of oppression.

The words were like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard. He couldn't accept this fact, and couldn't understand why he became so cold and heartless.

However, facing the accusation, his voice was flat and without any ups and downs:

The words, like a cold arrow, pierced deeply into Obito's heart. He could not help but feel sad, filled with grief and helplessness. However, no matter how he struggled, he could not regain the trust he once had.

"Black Zetsu, you've truly changed. Has your soul been devoured?" His voice was filled with bitterness and pain, yet he knew he was powerless to change what lay before him. Heartbroken, he could only leave this land forever, burdened with countless confusions and regrets, searching for answers on his lonely journey.

The sun rises and shines in the sky.

Deep in the valley, outside a simple house, two middle-aged men were walking inside, their eyes gloomy and solemn.

"Black Zetsu, are you really going to do this?" Obito frowned and asked in a heavy tone. He nodded slightly and answered with a firm look in his eyes: "Yes, I have made up my mind."

"But do you know the consequences of doing this?" he continued to ask, his eyes full of worry and concern.

After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "I understand, but I have to do this."

"Why?" he asked in confusion.

He looked up into the distance, with a complex light flashing in his eyes, "Because I want peace."

"Peace?" he repeated doubtfully, "What you call peace is to kill me? Who will revive Madara-sama then?"

He shook his head and explained, "No, the peace I seek is not that simple. I hope to use this method to re-evaluate their attitude towards us."

"But is this method too drastic?" There are still some doubts.

He smiled calmly, "Intense? Maybe. But I think that only in this way can we arouse their attention."

But he seemed unconcerned. "I know, that's why I use this extreme method. I hope that this method can awaken their conscience and make them understand the value of peace."

"But is it really worth it?" he questioned again.

After a moment of silence, he nodded firmly, "It's worth it. Because I believe that as long as we work hard, one day, peace will come to this world."

Hearing this, he couldn't help but sigh, "Well, since you have made your decision, I can only support you. However, no matter when and where, I will stand by you and help you through the difficulties."

He gave a grateful look, then turned and left.

He knew that the road ahead would be bumpy and tortuous, but he firmly believed that as long as he persisted in his belief and moved forward courageously, he would one day realize his dream and bring true peace to the world.

On the battlefield, filled with the scent of blood, yellow dust blanketed the sky and silence reigned. Only the breeze swept through the dust in the air, bringing a touch of desolation.

The figure standing in the ruins was frozen like a sculpture.

His gaze pierced the darkness, gazing at a distant place. However, the faint ray of hope gradually dimmed before his eyes. That figure was none other than the legendary Uchiha rebel.

At this moment, Obito probably felt extremely powerless.

His body was exhausted and covered with scars, and his heart was filled with pain and helplessness, as if the whole world was laughing at his incompetence.

However, even so, he still did not give up.

His eyes were firm and persistent, as if telling himself that he must persevere no matter what, because, in that distant place, there was someone waiting for him.

Suddenly, a powerful force struck from afar. Like a raging tsunami, it instantly engulfed the entire battlefield. Jiraiya's body trembled uncontrollably, knowing it was a force he couldn't resist.

However, at this moment, a familiar voice sounded beside my ears. The voice was low and steady, making people feel at ease.

"You are truly strong. Although you have done your best, I still want to see you off." His words were filled with deep respect and regret. He slowly walked towards Jiraiya, holding a strange weapon in his hand.

The one lying on the ground raised his head.

His eyes flickered with mixed emotions, anger and sadness, and he wanted to question why he had chosen this wrong path.

Unfortunately, he no longer had the chance to say these words.

A dazzling light instantly enveloped his body. Immediately afterwards, a huge force erupted from his body, pushing him away from the battlefield.

The figure gradually moved away until it disappeared.

He stood there quietly for a long time without moving, his heart filled with emotion and sighs, but more of it was powerlessness and helplessness.

This war had lasted far too long, and he was exhausted, both physically and mentally. He knew that war could not solve problems, but would only exacerbate hatred and conflict. He longed for peace, for people to lay down their weapons and embrace one another.

However, achieving all this is easier said than done! He can only pray silently, asking God to grant him the power to change the world.

As the night deepened, the raindrops fell, washing away the filth of the earth. He looked up at the sky, his heart filled with anticipation and longing. He believed that one day, the sun would illuminate every corner, bringing light and hope.

In that silent night, the moonlight was silver, the breeze was blowing gently, and the air was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

Yagura sat at his desk, holding a piece of mysterious intelligence in his hand. The intelligence contained only a short sentence:

This intelligence came so suddenly, yet it revealed the intention of the action so clearly.

He is well aware of the organization's gate and is a powerful ninja with the legendary Rinnegan. His arrival undoubtedly brings tremendous pressure.

Take a deep breath and try to calm yourself.

She knew that this battle was not only about fate, but also about the peace and stability of the entire ninja world. She had to go all out and fight to protect it.

She picked up the phone and dialed the number. She hoped to join forces and fight against the Akatsuki together. However, she knew in her heart that this battle would not be easy to win or lose.

Not only is he extremely powerful himself, but facing such an existence beyond common sense, it is almost impossible for him to defeat it on his own.

Despite this, she did not give up. She believed that as long as they were united and worked together, they could overcome all difficulties. She decided to immediately launch a protection plan to ensure their safety.

In the early morning, the sun was shining brightly. She got up from her bed, and a strange feeling of unease welled up in her heart. She knew that this meant something big was about to happen.

After reading the telegram, Minato Namikaze's face showed a solemn expression. She knew that this struggle would be extremely cruel.