Just as his palm was about to approach the figure on the bed, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

The gourd leaning against the wall had no one to open the stopper, and a large amount of sand spewed out and rushed towards the enemy.

The black shadow flickered in the dim environment, easily evading the attack of the sand.

"Oh my, I can't make you submit easily. Now I'm in a bit of trouble."

He said this, but his tone sounded very relaxed, as if he had already expected such a thing to happen.

Things like Jinchuuriki are always troublesome to deal with.

Gaara sat up from the bed and looked directly at the black figure that appeared in his room with cold eyes.

Because it is hidden in the darkness, only the outline of a mold lake can be roughly seen, and the mask with a strange crow pattern on the face will remind people of bad things.

In fact, he had already woken up the moment the warning whistle sounded outside.

But since no one came to summon him, he didn't ask for trouble and went to help.

Perhaps in the eyes of his father, he doesn't need to appear on the stage.

Anyway, no matter what, I am just a weapon used for killing.

That man didn't care about his son's life or death at all.

Thinking of this, Gaara couldn't help but feel a dark emotion that wanted to destroy everything. He looked at the black shadow sneaking up on him in the middle of the night, his eyes revealed a terrifying murderous intent, and the smile on his face looked extremely ferocious.

gloomy.

"Sand-bound coffin!"

In an instant, the sand that had been lying on the ground suddenly grabbed the black shadow's legs.

The shadow looked down and found that the ground was made of sand.

From the beginning, this place was disguised as a floor by a large amount of sand, which was actually already within Gaara's attack range.

"He is truly a one-tailed Jinchuuriki, Gaara of Sand Falls, from the very beginning..."

Before he could finish speaking, sand covered his whole body, swallowing up the last ray of light in front of him.

As Gaara clenched his palm mercilessly, the sand surrounding the black shadow continued to squeeze inward, kneading the opponent's flesh and bones into a ball, causing the enemy to die in extreme misery.

It can be regarded as a punishment for the rude person who disturbed his rest!

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind:

"However, it seems that my strength is still my own. I want to be a little stronger than yours..."

impossible!

Gaara's body stiffened immediately. How could a guy trapped in his own sand-bound coffin escape?

And, how did you get out of it?

He obviously trapped the other party, but he didn't give him a chance to use the teleportation technique at all.

Looking back, in the shadows, one Sharingan is covered with the basic pattern of three magatama, and the other sharingan is filled with patterns that are much more complicated than the basic three magatama, which is beautiful and mysterious.

For a moment, Gaara felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and the space up, down, left, and right was completely curved, turning into an extremely distorted colorful space, which made him feel a strong mental pollution.

In this twisted colored space, a huge black slit suddenly opened in front of Gaara's eyes. In Gaara's panicked eyes, the black slit slowly expanded, and the Sharingan eye hole with complex patterns exuded a strange and mysterious light.

The bloody light stared directly at him...

Like a frog being stared at by a snake, Gaara sat stiffly on the bed, unable to move, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

I kept telling myself in my heart that I couldn't sit still and wait for death, but no matter how he called, my body didn't seem to obey his command, and it was difficult to move a finger.

"Well……"

Gaara covered his head in pain, and an ominous chakra emerged from his body, slowly seeping out from the seal in his body to the outside world.

Evil, profound, and the will to destroy everything occupied Gaara's main consciousness.

Gaara knew that this was Shukaku's will and power.

After suffering such a strong blow, it could no longer sit still in its own body.

However, at the moment Shukaku's chakra emerged, Black Shadow further injected stronger child power into his Mangekyō Sharingan.

Soon, the Shukaku chakra wrapped around Gaara's body faded away like a tide.

Gaara even heard Shukaku's angry and frightened roar in his own mental space, as if he had encountered a natural enemy that made him frightened and uneasy, so anxious and helpless.

This was the second time Gaara felt that the invincible Shukaku was so suppressed by the enemy.

The first is his father.

His Magnetic Release can create and control placer gold, which is the most terrifying weapon used by Sunagakure Village to deal with Shukaku.

The second one is the black shadow in front of me.

Used the Blood Succession Limit Child Technique which is different from the Magnetic Release.

Uchiha...Sharingan...A ninja from the Kingdom of Ghosts? Unfortunately, Gaara's consciousness gradually fell into a chaotic nothingness in the twisted space. It was a space deeper than darkness. His consciousness and

The body temporarily loses contact and loses the ability to think.

Seeing Gaara's eyes were dull and the muscles on his face were extremely stiff, the shadow also took a deep breath and touched the non-existent sweat on his forehead.

"I'm really exhausted. I almost didn't succeed. As expected, the tailed beasts are still quite troublesome. Fortunately, unlike Lin, I'm not a perfect Jinchuuriki..."

If it were a perfect jinchūriki, it's hard to say whether it could be successfully controlled using genjutsu, but it would definitely be a tough battle.

His strength is not strong enough to be able to manipulate the perfect Jinchuuriki at will.

That is already the highest realm a Jinchūriki can reach.

After saying that, he reached out and grabbed Gaara's collar and lifted him on his shoulders.

Just when he picked up Gaara and was about to leave through the window, Gaara's door was suddenly violently opened.

"Gaara, what's going on? I heard in your room-"

It was Temari and Kankuro who rushed in, and the sound suddenly stopped.

In their field of vision, they saw only a strange black figure, carrying the unconscious Gaara on his shoulders, one foot already stepped on the window sill, half of his body was shrouded in the moonlight, and his whole body exuded an intoxicating feeling.

Feel the uneasy and dangerous atmosphere.

"Wait, who are you? Put Gaara down quickly!"

Having never seen this person before, Temari and Kankuro instantly realized that this guy was not a ninja from Sunagakure Village.

Without saying a word, Temari took off the three-star fan from her back, opened it completely, and pointed it at the person standing outside the window, causing a violent whirlwind.

Kankuro also controlled a puppet, which flew up from the ground and rushed towards the black shadow...

A whirlwind passed by, and the puppet that was about to capture the enemy jumped into the air. There was no one at the window, only a wisp of cold wind blew by, making Temari and Kankuro realize that this was not an illusion.

Gaara, was kidnapped!

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Forward camp.

Flame, lightning, and wind blades attacked each other, and the originally silent camp turned into a fierce battlefield.

The torrential gold placer surged like a tsunami, and the Jonin of the Demon Country, who were at the forefront and wore chakra armor, struggled to resist the erosion of the placer gold.

Although the placer gold's chakra has been eaten, the placer gold rolled in the sky itself has an extremely terrifying weight. Even if it loses its chakra, if it is directly pressed by such a size of placer gold, even if it is wearing chakra armor,

It can improve the ninja's ability to resist strikes, but it is also difficult to withstand this level of pressure.

In terms of the mass destructive power of ninjutsu, this Kazekage is not a simple character.

Luo Sha stood on a floating gold placer floating platform, looking down at the densely attacking ninjas from the Kingdom of Ghosts with extremely cold eyes.

Under his control, the sky was occupied by huge shadows.

It was a huge sand gold cube, much like the building blocks that I often played with when I was a child, but unlike a toy, it was a real murder weapon.

If you are directly hit by a placer gold cube of this size, even if the chakra in it is swallowed, you will be crushed into a pulp and die.

"Go ahead."

Following Luo Sha's command, the huge placer gold cube swooped down, carrying a thousand tons of force, ready to smash the ninjas of the Kingdom of Ghosts below into meat pies.

Four Jōnin from the Kingdom of Demons wearing armor jumped up in unison. Chakra bones suddenly emerged around one of them's bodies. He rushed to the front, standing on the unformed Suzuo Nōhu, and endured the greatest pressure.

The other three took advantage of the characteristics of chakra and began to suck the chakra from the placer gold cubes to further reduce the pressure.

However, the chakra contained in the placer gold cube is so huge that even a chakra armor cannot absorb it in just a few seconds.

boom!

The four of them hit the sand hard, causing a large amount of flying sand to spray in all directions.

Due to the loss of chakra, only a few pieces of the placer gold cube floating in the air are left. It is full of pits and has lost its original shape.

The Jonin of Oni Country, who was carrying the unformed Suzano Hu, stood up from the sand, coughed, and glanced solemnly at the placer gold squares in the sky with a pair of three magatama sharingan eyes.

Although Xuzuo can withstand most of the pressure, the placer gold cube, which weighs a thousand tons, is not easy to target.
To be continued...