With a crisp metallic clink, Shukaku was tightly bound by chains wrapped around his body several times.
The occasional sparks of lightning that crackled along them made the base of Shukaku's tail tense up instantly. He knew that feeling all too well.
"Hey, hey, hey! Ow!"
"Souya!"
"Did you get it wrong? You're sealing the Seven-Tails, so why are you tying me up?!"
"Let me go!"
Shukaku shouted at the top of his voice.
But Souya still acted as if he hadn't heard a thing, making Shukaku come up with a strange idea.
Was this guy Souya planning to kill him, then become the Perfect Jinchuriki of Choumei?
I'm the top Tailed Beast!
What else can Choumei do besides fly?
For all these years, I've worked diligently almost every night, "rolling over the desert." Sure, I've slacked off and napped now and then, but I've still done my fair share...
So what if I complain sometimes? Is that any reason to kill the donkey after it's done its work?
Just as Shukaku's thoughts raced and his imagination ran wild,
another change suddenly took place.
A Purple Dragon suddenly "swam" out of thin air. Its body was covered in fine scales, it had five claws, and its head bore majestic horns and long, imposing whiskers.
It seemed remarkably intelligent. After entering the sealing space, the Purple Dragon glanced indifferently at Souya, then turned its gaze to the round-bellied Shukaku.
Roar!
After a resounding dragon's roar, the Purple Dragon suddenly unfurled its long body, then lunged forward and attached itself directly to Shukaku's protruding belly.
In an instant,
Shukaku fell silent. His eyes widened as he felt the Purple Dragon attached to him continuously transferring Chakra into his body!
And the amount of Chakra seemed enormous, no less than his own.
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