Forced to sell misery

The center and the periphery of the storm are completely isolated from each other, forming two different worlds.

The frail figure seemed to be torn apart. Fu tried her best to send Gaara into the center of the storm, but because she was too close, the wind blade opened a wound on her shoulder blade. The hot blood was instantly torn into a blood mist, dyeing a small piece of the sky red. The left wing was also cut by the wind blade, and the shimmering broken wing turned into light spots and scattered in the air.

Under the attack of severe pain, at the moment when Fu lost control of her body, the rolling quicksand took advantage of the wind and rose up, protecting Fu in it. With the protection of the sand, Fu managed to maintain her balance with difficulty, and with the reaction force of the wind, she staggered out of the center of the storm and stumbled to an open space.

After rolling twice in a panic to eliminate the impact, Fu stood up, holding on to the half-broken tree whose branches and leaves were torn off by the storm, and half-knelt on the ground, with almost no strength to stand.

"Hug, sorry."

The shaking hand wanted to touch the torn wings, but hesitated. Fu bit her lower lip and whispered.

"Fu?!"

Several figures flashed by, and one of them stepped forward to help up Fu's shaky body.

"Yan Hua... Demonic Wolf..."

Meeting Yan Hua's worried eyes, Fu bit her lower lip and suddenly felt like crying.

"Sorry..." Fu lowered her head.

"she is?"

The leading Konoha ninja glanced at the broken butterfly wings behind Fu and looked at Yan Hua and the others with suspicion.

"Fu, the Seven-Tails Jinchuriki of our Takigakure Village." Yan Hua said through gritted teeth.

He knew clearly that if the other party was unfavorable to them at this time, according to Fu's current condition, it would be impossible for her to escape unscathed. Moreover, it was meaningless to conceal her identity, so it would be better to be honest.

"The center..." The leading Konoha ninja was about to continue questioning, when suddenly, an Anbu suddenly fell to the ground out of control, sticky blood oozing from his ears. He covered his head and murmured in pain.

"...Chakra..."

"what happened?"

As the only perceptive ninja in the team, Yano is always aware of the changes in the center of the storm... It seems like he has been attacked by the Nine-Tails' chakra...

Everyone was shocked. The leading ANBU squatted down and placed his palm on Yano's forehead. A green healing light emanated from his hand.

"I have fused with the Nine-Tails..." Yano barely regained some consciousness under the medical ninjutsu, and struggled to speak intermittently.

"The Nine-Tails' chakra and the One-Tails...are devouring each other and merging..."

"What! You mean, the Nine-Tails' Chakra and the One-Tails'... Who is the One-Tails Jinchuriki? Why did he get mixed in too..."

The leading Konoha ninja's face turned pale.

This is a conspiracy...

But what's the point of delving into this... The current situation is completely out of control...

Suddenly recalling the Nine-Tails Rebellion 12 years ago... Konoha lost their proud Fourth-daime and countless outstanding ninjas... And this time, what will they lose?

"Wake up!"

The suffocating pressure tore at his nerves, and the Anbu leader shouted loudly.

Everyone suddenly came back to their senses from their trance and found themselves shaking uncontrollably...

How come they...

Sternly looking at everyone, the Anbu leader said in a deep voice, "Things are not so serious that they cannot be reversed. Before the Sandaime-sama and the reinforcements arrive, we are Konoha's first barrier! Everyone, cheer up!"

"Yes!"

Everyone clenched their weapons and suddenly came to their senses.

Obedience is the first duty of the Anbu.

And they absolutely cannot retreat!

As expected, the runaway Nine-Tails Chakra can easily bewitch people's hearts. The emotions in the darkness are so strong that they are frightening. If they are not suppressed and sealed... the consequences are unimaginable.

But why did the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki suddenly go berserk? What exactly happened?

The Nine-Tails and Orochimaru... Was their appearance a coincidence or a long-planned plot...

Forcing himself to recollect his thoughts, the Anbu leader lowered his eyes and gave a decisive order.

"Fujiwara, you stay here to provide support, and the others will follow me!"

"Yes!"

He scanned everyone one by one, paused for a moment when he saw Fu and the other two, then the leading Anbu nodded and headed towards the center of the storm.

Yan Hua and the demon wolf looked at each other, also with stern expressions.

"Let's go, Fu, your injury... must be treated as soon as possible, and the effect of the Seven-Tails' chakra on you..."

Yan Hua supported Fu and frowned.

It's not safe here, and although it's a bit despicable, they must retreat as soon as possible.

"I see……"

Now is definitely not the time for her to be willful, but... Fu lowered her head and couldn't help but pray in her heart.

Please...Gaara...

Please, please come back safely!

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center of storm

The red chakra licked every inch of space, and the rolling quicksand turned into ashes under the burning, dissipating in the air. Only the black-red and green-orange animal eyes stared at each other, like four points of dim light burning in a sticky black nightmare.

Killing, redemption.

There is no clear boundary between good and evil, and everything is swallowed up by the red chakra.

The monster, trapped in despair, is determined to drag everything into the abyss.

"Hey, kid, that guy is devouring and assimilating your chakra. If this continues, you will both die."

Shukaku, who was hiding in the seal, held his breath and watched the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki kid opposite him "flirting" with his own Jinchuriki, as if they were playing the game of statues. If you don't move, I won't move either... Shukaku was simply stunned and couldn't keep quiet but got angry.

"I can't see...I can't see his heart."

It felt like there was rough sand in his throat. Gaara half-knelt in the sand and gradually became silent as he spoke.

Born in darkness, and seeing the light in darkness... that kind of power...

For some reason, Shukaku thought of the Uchiha boy. Could he be the person the old man was talking about?

No...how could it be the Uchiha, the dark eye that originated from Indra and gave birth to unknown corruption.

Wait, wait, now is not the time to think about these things. Shukaku shuddered violently.

——If we let Kurama continue to make trouble like this, that Uchiha brat will definitely notice it...

I can’t fight them, and I can’t run away. It’s really hard for animals to live like this. If I’m discovered, I don’t know what kind of unequal treaty I’ll be forced to sign that will humiliate the rights of animals...

Shukaku didn't dare to think about it, but the cat followed his heart.

Then Shukaku said to Gaara with great righteousness,

"Hey, little brat, for the sake of the Sage of Six Paths, I'll help you one more time."

"Six Paths Immortal?"

Gaara's eyes widened in confusion.

"that's not important."

Shukaku mumbled, put his two chubby paws together, and formed a seal skillfully.

The raccoon cat is doing what it wants, the raccoon cat is not going to be sloppy anymore, the cat is going to stand up!

"Don't talk nonsense, just do as I say!"

"I see."

Gaara nodded and made the same hand seal.

The boiling hot chakra rushed through his meridians, and the half-tailed beast boy leaned down, the golden color in his pupils deepened a little.

The sand surged up and attached itself to his body, transforming into a giant civet cat, with gorgeous violet patterns blooming on the turmeric background.

Wind God Shukaku, here you go!