Naruto: I can synthesize psychic beasts

In the warm and thriving Konoha Village, the sun is shining and the breeze is blowing gently, as if blowing away all the dust and fatigue.

However, at this quiet and peaceful moment, a tense and serious atmosphere permeated the Hokage's office.

The three people sitting here are one of the famous three ninjas, Ms. Tsunade, my dear comrade, Mr. Uchiha Fugaku, and the young Minato Namikaze. They are having an important meeting.

"Fourth-generation sama, regarding our mission to hunt down Nagato, I must tell you frankly that we have failed." Uchiha Fugaku's tone was full of regret and self-blame, and his eyes flashed with firm determination, "As for who the real murderer is, we can't be sure."

Hearing this news, Minato Namikaze's face suddenly became solemn. She took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, as if trying to calm her inner emotions.

"I think I already know the answer." Namikaze Minato's eyes fell on Tsunade, "Before you came back, some rumors about Nagato had already begun to spread in the village."

"What?!" Tsunade and Fugaku exclaimed in unison, their eyes wide open with disbelief on their faces.

"Yes, I believe these rumors are true." Namikaze Minato's tone was firm and powerful, "Itachi retired after completing his mission. This is not only his personal honor, but also the pride of the entire Konoha."

"But, Lord Yondaime, how did this rumor get out?" Fugaku asked in confusion, "We just returned not long ago."

"I guess there must be someone behind this." Namikaze Minato narrowed his eyes slightly, with a gleam of light in his eyes, "They want to use Uchiha Itachi's power to improve their status and influence."

"This is too much!" Fugaku waved his fist angrily, "They actually used Itachi to achieve their own goals. This is simply unforgivable!"

"Yes, this is indeed infuriating." Tsunade nodded in agreement, "But we can't lose our minds because of this. The most important thing now is to protect Uchiha Itachi and prevent him from getting hurt."

"Don't worry, Senior Tsunade, I will do my best to protect Itachi's safety." Namikaze Minato solemnly promised, "Whoever dares to hurt Itachi will pay the price!"

"Very good, I feel relieved with you here." Tsunade smiled with satisfaction, "Next, we will face more challenges. I hope everyone can work together to protect the peace and prosperity of Konoha."

"I think so too." Minato Namikaze nodded.

"Yes, Lord Four!" Everyone answered in unison, their voices loud and firm.

In this land full of vitality and vigor, a new chapter is about to begin.

The hot and fierce Hokage rock wind is rushing, and it is awe-inspiring.

Once upon a time, the Konoha Ninja Village faced a grand challenge, but this challenge did not come from a war between allies, but from a powerful evil force. This phenomenon can almost be called a catastrophe.

Faced with this unstoppable evil trend, everyone in the Konoha Ninja Village felt extremely painful and helpless.

They knew that their village was facing an unprecedented threat. They also understood that the enemy was far more powerful than them and that they could not prevent the disaster even if they tried their best.

The result that the strong people in the ninja world had to endure was that they could only watch all this happen, but they could not change this cruel fact.

At such a difficult time, in the lobby of the institution, the frustrated Minato Namikaze had empty eyes, unwilling to look away;

Fugaku and Tsunade quietly left the room, leaving Minato Namikaze alone in the spacious office. Looking at the tragic scene in front of them, their hearts were filled with endless worries.

Time flies, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

As if to ease the heaviness in their hearts, everyone began to look for some comfortable ways.

After some efforts, the brave warrior named Itachi finally found the lost time. He was very happy to be with Izuna, his face was filled with a joyful smile, and the excitement was beyond words.

"Thank you so much, respected Lord Itachi! I am so touched that you are willing to personally help me recover my lost memories!" Izuna was deeply grateful for Itachi's generous help, and at the same time, he became more confident in his classmate.

Itachi nodded slightly, then turned to Izuna and said with a smile: "The town here doesn't have the three-color meatballs that you like. When we arrive in the country, I will buy them for you again." Hearing this, Izuna's mood instantly became happy.

At this moment, Itachi suddenly asked about the recent situation. Izuna immediately stepped forward and replied: "Dear Itachi, during the time you were away, the outside world was spreading news that you had successfully left the Akatsuki organization."

Hearing this news, Itachi couldn't help but frown, obviously he had no idea about it. He turned to look at Izuna and asked curiously: "What is going on?"

Izunai shook his head and continued to explain: "We don't know the specific reason, but such rumors have spread everywhere. Now, I'm afraid that people in many countries have learned about it, and some people even began to worship you, hoping to join your camp and receive your blessing."

Fame is an invisible and mysterious power.

Sometimes it seems insignificant, but sometimes it can play a huge role.

However, such fame also brings some negative effects.

For example, the bounty on Itachi in the underground black market began to rise, and more and more people were eager to kill him in order to obtain the generous bounty.

Faced with this situation, Itachi fell into deep thought.

Such fame has both advantages and disadvantages for him.

However, overall, its positive impact seems to be more significant. Moreover, such rumors are obviously spread deliberately by someone, and the power of the manipulator behind the scenes is not insignificant.

Although Itachi had seen through the truth, he did not show any dissatisfaction or anger. Instead, he decided to treat this matter as a new challenge and bravely meet it.

He was wearing a solemn black tuxedo, and behind him were four equally imposing men.

Itachi held the silver sword, looking at the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance with a far-reaching gaze, his heart full of emotion.

However, despite this, the townspeople carefully avoided this behemoth and tried their best to avoid conflict with it.

After a pause, he turned to the four people behind him. He remembered correctly that these people were once Xiao's subordinates.

Each of the four felt Itachi's gaze, and their scalps instantly felt a sharp pain, and their heartbeats seemed to be tightly grasped by a pair of invisible hands, almost stagnating. This fear from the depths of their souls made it impossible for them to have the slightest thought of resistance.

"They have completely severed ties with Akatsuki and are now my subordinates," Itachi explained.

Obviously, Itachi's existence brought them great psychological pressure.

He felt the pain on his back getting heavier again. Although he was quite dissatisfied, he just roared in dissatisfaction, flapped his steel wings, and rushed towards the west, attracting the attention of people on the ground.

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On the edge of a magnificent cliff, a man in a black coat with red clouds on it stood there quietly with a melancholy look on his face, gazing at the sunset in the distance and the setting sun.

The earth is at the junction of red and black, emitting its last warmth.

The sound of the bonfire burning behind me was crackling.

Although it was not yet night, the far-sighted Kisame had already lit a bonfire as usual and was skillfully grilling skewered fish over the fire in preparation for dinner.

"I just went out and heard the news of Itachi's defection." Standing on the edge of the cliff, gazing at the sunset, Kisame heard these words behind him.

Kisame was not shaken by this, as if Itachi's defection could not stir up any ripples in his heart.

Hearing this long-lost name, he couldn't help but turn his head slightly, and Nagato's figure was clearly reflected in the corner of his eye.

Kisame sat by the campfire, as if he had foreseen that Nagato would come here.

"You must be confused now, right?"

Nagato spoke lightly, and Kisame fell silent. Itachi, the man he respected the most, had left him...

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