People Making Preparations

War, over time, has become somewhat distorted.

Jinchuriki were originally developed as destructive weapons to achieve victory in war, but now the war has been distorted by the Jinchuriki!

When Shukaku appears, it is foreseeable that the strongest Sand Ninja will gather in the vicinity.

War has taken away much of the fun of deception and intrigue!

However, this is not a situation unique to any one village. Just as the Sand Village could not bear the consequences of losing the One-Tail Beast, the Konoha would not hand over the Nine-Tails. All the major ninja villages are in the same boat. The outcome of a war is unlikely to completely shake the status of a major ninja village, but if they lose the deterrent power of the Tailed Beast, they will undoubtedly be seen as weak, and troubles will inevitably follow.

Similar ideas permeated various ninja villages. Ninjas were a profession that highly valued talent. If successors did not have outstanding talent, then Jinchuriki could ensure the village's top combat strength. The responsibility of the Jinchuriki became even greater, and their importance and status rose. The result was that the war was distorted.

"How boring..." Makita sighed softly.

"What did you say? Makita- senpai?"

Dan Katō looked at Makita in confusion; the voice had been too soft for him to hear clearly.

"Nothing, just some reflections..." Makita laughed, swallowing back the thought that 'war has become boring'.

Perhaps, a simple war is more suitable for the changes in the Shinobi World!

"Let's not talk about this anymore, Duan. Have you found anything?" Makita asked softly.

"Yes, we found them. Chiyo of Sunagakure, the son of the Tsuchikage, is here." Dan Katō's voice was low.

"Ha! Boring... Ahem, just as I expected!" Makita coughed twice. "Now it all depends on how far the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki can go. Time... If we can stall for a little longer, the outcome is still uncertain..."

The whispered murmurs faded away in the wind and rain.

"Time... we're running out of time. If we keep dragging this out, all our efforts will be in vain once Konoha's White Fang arrives."

Amidst the wind and rain, Chiyo's sharp, knife-like voice drowned out the sounds of the wind and rain.

"Chiyo, just say what your plan is. Stop beating around the bush. We all know how terrifying the Konoha's White Fang is. Please don't bother with this pointless intimidation." He had broad shoulders and a well-proportioned body. His exposed arms were muscular and powerful, and his angular face was as hard as a rock.

"... Is this all the upbringing the Tsuchikage's son has to offer?" Chiyo coldly stared at the Tsuchikage's eldest son, Kamizuru Otto.

"Chiyo of the Sand's magnanimity is just as rumored!"

Kamizuru Otto grinned, revealing his white teeth; his honest smile concealed a shrewdness.

Sparks flew as their eyes met, and the tense atmosphere affected their subordinates behind them, who all reached into their Ninja Tool Bag, both sides preparing for a fierce battle.

Despite the formidable enemy at hand, no one would be surprised if the two sides clashed, as the Sand Village and the Stone Ninja have never been good friends.

"Well... our monkey uncle has already made his move, but your tanuki... hey, what's with this indiscriminate attack? Are you Sand Ninja planning to wipe us out along with Konoha?" Otto spoke, his voice suddenly rose, and his bull-like eyes widened.

Although they were in the rear, they were under the all-round surveillance of the sensory ninjas, keeping abreast of the latest developments in the battle at the front.

For example, the news that the berserk Shukaku launched an indiscriminate attack on Kushina and Roshi caused Otto's two thick, straight eyebrows, as broad as swords, to twist in pain.

Chiyo was also taken aback. Shukaku's madness couldn't have come at a worse time; she had to explain herself now.

"It's not unusual for Jinchuriki to go berserk; Shukaku here Complete Tailed Beast Transformation." Chiyo's explanation was also unusually blunt, making Otto's lips twitch.

As expected of Chiyo of the Sand, her temper is truly legendary.

"... What's next? Should we attack directly?" Otto scratched his head and asked.

"A direct attack is the way to go. At this point, tricks won't work. In the end, it's all about strength," Chiyo said calmly.

The verbal conflict seemed to have never happened. The Sand Ninja and Stone Ninja stood on opposite sides, clearly separated, their competitive auras equally intense. Those who could stand here were basically Jonin, or geniuses whose strength had reached Jonin but had not yet been promoted.

Rasa stared coldly at the big-nosed Stone Ninja opposite him, calculating in his mind how to kill him as quickly as possible if he were to make a move.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Otto twisted his neck, making a crisp sound.

"Chiyo, let's go."

"Hmph! You can't even tell if he's being sincere. Kids these days are getting less and less likable."

Chiyo snorted and waved her hand lightly. Rasa and the others immediately shot off like arrows, heading towards the distant Black Tail Mountain.

The Stone Ninja were not to be outdone, and the two teams raced neck and neck.

"Wind Release: Infinite Sandstorm -Great Breakthrough"

Shukaku's arms, chest, and abdomen split open with mouths, a full seventeen or eighteen large mouths simultaneously inhaling air. Its imposing aura seemed to suck the surrounding air dry. In the blink of an eye, Shukaku's body became more than thirty percent rounder, swelling up like an inflating balloon.

"Damn it! That damn raccoon dog is so unreliable!"

Roshi roared in exasperation; Shukaku's indiscriminate attacks on him and the Nine-Tails Fox were driving him mad.

Seeing that this guy was swollen like a ball and was obviously about to launch another indiscriminate attack, his anger surged, and he wished he could smash this crazy raccoon to pieces.

However, now is not the time to be angry. Dealing with Shukaku's attack is the top priority. He doesn't even have time to attack the Nine-Tails brat. He has no intention of sacrificing himself to benefit the Sand Village.

As expected, Shukaku opened its mouths wide at the same time, exhaling a powerful wind that unleashed a tremendous storm. The fierce gale mercilessly swept away everything in its path, not only harming Kushina and Roshi, but also causing the strong winds to reach Black Tail Mountain, where the mountain was shaken by the wind and rain.

"Ughhhhh!!!"

Otoha lay tightly on the ground, his hands gripping the rocks firmly. Suddenly, the general's storm was so fierce that he couldn't even lift his head. If he tried to lift his head now, he had no doubt that his neck would be snapped like a chick's.

"Minato..."

Watching his friend being swept away by the gale, Otoha desperately reached out to grab Minato, but he grasped at nothing. The storm was too terrifying; he felt as if his outstretched arm was about to be snapped off by the howling wind.

"It's nothing, just some scratches!"

Suddenly, Otoha felt a blur before his eyes, and Minato reappeared beside him, lying on the ground just like him, trying to minimize resistance so as not to be swept away by the storm.

"You... left your coordinates?" Though it was a question, it was full of certainty, Otoha immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Um!"

Minato nodded, saying nothing more, his attention focused on the storm stirred up by Shukaku. He was somewhat worried about Kushina, his trident Kunai piercing heavily into the rock.