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Boom! Boom! Boom!
Watching the devastation caused by the Air Bullet, Shukaku clapped his hands in delight.
"Not enough! Just these two attacks? That's not nearly enough to vent my rage!" His bloated stomach once again began to swell.
"I can't let you run wild anymore!" Rasa roared in anger, and a massive amount of Gold Dust, fueled by his fury, split into numerous streams and wrapped around Shukaku's massive body, forcibly restraining the swelling of his stomach.
"Attack him now!" Rasa, believing he had Shukaku under control, shouted in fury.
The surrounding Sand shinobi, equally enraged, began forming hand signs, preparing to unleash their most powerful jutsu to try and put down the monster.
Interrupted mid-attack, Shukaku turned his gaze toward the black-eyed man with the short brown hair, glaring coldly. "This sand… hmph, do you really think you can suppress my rage with this?"
"Don't underestimate me! I'm Shukaku, Lord of the Sands!"
Perhaps the feeling of being restrained reminded Shukaku of his long imprisonment, as his face twisted with fury. Letting out a sharp, angry cry, Shukaku recalled a familiar figure from the past and a voice that once touched his heart.
"A human like that doesn't exist anymore. So kill them all, kill these selfish, foolish humans!"
With a sudden icy look, Shukaku flexed his enormous arms, shattering the chains of Gold Dust wrapped around his body.
"!"
All the Sand shinobi present were shocked.
Rasa, still not at a level befitting a Kage, couldn't fully match the power of a fully unleashed Shukaku. His proud Gold Dust could only offer limited restraint against such a powerful foe.
"Die!"
Shukaku swung his massive arm, sweeping through the Sand shinobi. Everything in his path was obliterated, buildings crumbled into dust under the force of the blow, and a powerful wind followed in its wake.
"Move aside, quickly!"
The Jonin all ceased their hand signs and leaped out of harm's way, but a few slower Sand shinobi were caught in the sweep, their bones instantly shattered, killing them on the spot.
"Yahaha!"
Shukaku's sharp laughter echoed through Sunagakure, casting a shadow of despair over everyone's hearts.
Ignoring the Sand shinobi, Shukaku leaped forward, his massive body crashing into the center of the village, flattening several buildings under his weight.
Civilians, terrified by the sight of the monster rampaging behind them, screamed in fear and fled, hoping to escape the nightmare.
The Sand shinobi pursued in desperation.
Blood trickled from the corner of Rasa's mouth, which he had bitten hard enough to pierce the skin.
"If Gold Dust can't restrain Shukaku, then I'll use regular sand! Quantity can win this!"
He thought this to himself and issued new orders: "Don't hold back—use your strongest jutsu to stop him!"
The Sand shinobi, receiving their orders, began forming hand signs, preparing their most powerful techniques. Shukaku, however, had already prepared another round of Air Bullets, not to stop them, but simply to slaughter more people.
This time, three more chakra-filled wind spheres hurtled toward a crowd of fleeing civilians, most of whom were non-combatants, along with a few Genin and Chunin responsible for evacuations.
The wind spheres exploded in the crowd, emitting a bright white light. The violent wind pressure radiated outward, slicing through everything within its range like blades, turning the people caught in it into bloody fragments.
"You monster!!"
Seeing Shukaku attack civilians once again, the Sand shinobi shouted in rage.
Wind Release: Blade of Wind!
Wind Release: Vacuum Sphere!
Wind Release: Great Sickle Weasel!
Countless blades and wind orbs flew toward Shukaku's wide back.
Sensing the approaching wind-based attacks, Shukaku chuckled. His tail whipped around, blocking the wind blades and orbs.
Boom!
The wind chakra detonated against his tail, leaving it riddled with craters.
"Ouch, you bastards!"
Shukaku cursed in pain, preparing to launch more Air Bullets at the village.
This time, an even larger amount of sand climbed up his massive body, binding him and preventing him from firing the Air Bullets.
"Oh, it's you again. More sand this time, huh?"
The sand coiled around Shukaku's arms and body like thick ropes. He turned to glare coldly at Rasa and sneered, "So, by controlling regular sand, the amount increases by about double, right? But do you really think this will be enough to hold me?"
Rasa didn't respond, focusing all his energy on maintaining the strength of the sand bindings.
Standing beside him, four Sand shinobi simultaneously formed hand signs.
"Earth Release: Antlion Sinkhole!" They shouted in unison.
The ground beneath Shukaku softened into swirling sand, quickly engulfing his feet as a suction force began pulling him down.
"Huh?" Shukaku's massive body tilted, nearly losing its balance. Looking down, he saw the ground beneath his feet spinning like quicksand, swallowing his legs inch by inch.
"Damn it." The combined restraints temporarily held Shukaku in place, slowing his descent into the earth.
"Attack now!" Rasa issued the order, his voice filled with fury.
The Sand shinobi obeyed, unleashing a barrage of wind jutsu that bombarded Shukaku's upper body, triggering a series of explosions.
"Aaagh!" Even a tailed beast could feel pain from such a concentrated attack.
Shukaku let out a piercing scream, his coppery eyes gleaming with murderous intent. He spat out a powerful gust of wind at the ground, using the force to propel his enormous body into the air. Twisting midair, he spat several wind blades directly at Rasa.
Rasa remained unfazed, fully aware that controlling the sand binding Shukaku was the priority. He tightened his grip on the sand, forcefully dragging the airborne Shukaku back down.
Shukaku crashed into the buildings below with a thunderous impact.
Rasa's four Sand shinobi, true to their duty, countered Shukaku's wind blades with their own wind release techniques.
From the distant mountains surrounding Sunagakure, White Zetsu watched the Sand shinobi's struggle to contain Shukaku with a sneer. "Looks like Sunagakure is living up to its reputation as the weakest. When the time comes to take Shukaku, it'll be easy. What's next? We've weakened both Iwagakure and Sunagakure, so Konoha should be free to send extra forces to support Orochimaru, who's being pressed by the Cloud shinobi. Another fierce battle is inevitable. Should we head to the Land of Water and stir up more trouble there, maybe assassinate a few shinobi?"
Over time, White Zetsu had grown fond of secretly instigating chaos. He could hardly wait to know what came next.
"Let's go." Ye Zi didn't respond to White Zetsu's question, casting one last glance at the devastated Sunagakure before jumping down from the mountain, heading off into the distance.
"Come on, tell me! I'm looking forward to what's next!" White Zetsu followed behind.
"You're such a gloomy guy," Black Zetsu suddenly remarked.
"Huh?" White Zetsu shot back with sarcasm. "You're the black one, so if anyone's gloomy, it's you!"
Black Zetsu, unimpressed, fell silent once more.
The two figures, cloaked in black robes, vanished into the sand-filled night, leaving Sunagakure behind to face its dire crisis.
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