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Chapter 129 Shura Who Only Loves Himself

In March, the spring snow melts, the grass grows and the birds fly.

In the Sand Village, in the Sand Village office, a fierce quarrel made the guards outside the door watch their noses and their hearts, as if they were practicing the patience of a ninja.

"What did you say? They're going to cut funding further? What a joke! Wind Country's investment in Sunagakure is already low enough, and they're going to cut it in half. The top brass are all idiots!"

The Fourth Kazekage Rasa, who was usually known for his calmness, suddenly flew into a rage, forcing Maki, the mainstay of the Sunagakure, to bow his head and apologize.

"I'm very sorry, but the Daimyo of Wind Country is very dissatisfied with the current village. It's because of the Third Ninja World War..."

Having said that, Maki lowered his head and remained silent. In the eyes of the higher-ups, the fuse that triggered the Third Ninja World War was the unexpected disappearance of the Third Kazekage of Sunagakure.

The outbreak of war is not surprising, but the key point is that the Sand Village suffered successive defeats in the war.

The Wind Country has a harsh terrain to begin with, and has relied heavily on the Sand Village in the past. Their requests have been met, and funds have been allocated to them in installments.

However, the result of the war was a series of failures, which made many nobles, led by the Sunagakure Daimyo, doubt the ability of the Sunagakure Village.

As a result, the funds that had been fully supported in the past were cut one after another on the main artery of Sunagakure.

"Those idiots, are they pinning their hopes of protecting peace on the Allies? Once the Allies discover that their country is weak, the Allies will be the first to take action!"

Feeling upset, Luo Sha waved his hand, signaling Maki to leave, and slowly took out a scroll from the drawer.

"The lack of funds can only be supplemented by gold sand. The village's way of training ninjas is to be elite. If the funds are cut, after I die, those guys will really watch the Sand Village go to extinction."

After thinking for a long time, Luo Sha felt lost. In the huge Sand Village, there was no one who could help him share the economic worries of the Sand Village.

The heavy burden of supporting the entire village alone made Luo Sha exhausted both physically and mentally, especially the rising power of the Allied Countries, which made him even more worried.

Konoha is too strong. Whether it is the famous families in the village, the secret ninjas, the fertile land and sufficient funds, any one of these would be enviable in front of other big countries.

In comparison, the Wind Country's attitude towards Sunagakure made Luosha even more heartbroken, and a trace of worry arose in his heart.

He fears!

He was afraid that one day, the Sand Village would be directly conquered by the so-called allies, and would disappear in the long river of history.

He was afraid that after his death, the entire Sand Village would be completely powerless to resist under the military threat of Konoha, and the Wind Kingdom would become a country in name only.

However, no matter how worried he was deep in his heart, what was coming would eventually come, and even as the fourth generation of Sand Village, he had no control over Rasa's will.

He stood up and walked to the rooftop. Luo Sha looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back. There was a bright moon and sparse stars.

"Let me see how capable you are. Show me your power to control the tailed beasts and prove that you are the perfect Jinchūriki. Gaara, here we come!"

At the same time, on the rooftop of the Fourth Kazekage's home.

The masked man lying on the ground coughed, and traces of blood flowed from the corners of his lips. In front of him, a child who was only five or six years old slowly removed his veil, his eyes becoming full of disbelief.

"Wha...what! Yashamaru, why? Why you? It was my father, he asked you to kill me, right, right!"

"I'm sorry, Master Gaara, this is a choice I made on my own. Maybe... it's because I can't forgive you for taking my sister away from me."

"You know the meaning of the name that onee-sama gave you... ahem... Gaara, a Shura who only loves himself. You must become a Shura who only loves himself."

The sound gradually disappeared, and the body temperature quickly faded away in the desert deep at night. Yashamaru's words continued to echo in Gaara's mind, making his pupils tremble.

"Liar, liar, liar, all of them are liars, what should I do, Mom, answer me, answer me!"

The raging sand and the dancing gravel engraved the words written in blood on the forehead: love.

The violent chakra contained ominous fluctuations that made people feel frightened. Among the crowd that had already been evacuated, two children could not help but look into the distance. In addition to the fear of the monster, there was also a hint of worry in their eyes.

"Brother... Gaara, he will become that kind of monster."

Young Temari looked around and saw that everyone had fear and uneasiness on their faces, mumbling something.

"I can't stand it. That's why I hate children, especially unstable children. Having a monster like that as a brother is really..."

Honestly speaking, even Kankuro himself wasn't sure whether he felt fear or alienation towards his brother who could turn into a monster on a full moon night.

"what!!!"

The sand was dancing and leaping wildly, being summoned by the sand demon. Panic was spreading at this moment, enough to make everyone fear the scene before their eyes.

The powerful and brutal sand demon was currently on the rooftop, venting his dissatisfaction.

The sandstorm came in an instant. Luo Sha, who was watching all this from afar in Fengying's office, had a blank expression on his face, but a sigh came from his mouth.

"If we fail, even Gaara, who has been integrated with the tailed beast since birth, cannot become a truly perfect Jinchūriki. We can only find a way to completely eliminate this unstable factor."

His eyes were cold and merciless, without any hesitation at all, even though the mad being was half his blood with his deceased wife and was his own biological son.

There were gusts of wind and dust everywhere. The Sand Ninjas who were evacuating did not notice that on the distant road, a figure was rushing towards the Sand Village.

"Kill, kill, kill, die, die, die, all of you, Gaara, I am... a Shura who only loves myself!"

The next second, huge waves of sand surged from the center of Sand Hidden in all directions, swallowing up countless houses and buildings in an instant.

The villagers of Sand Village, who thought they were in a safe zone, froze in front of the horrific scene that was comparable to a natural disaster.

In the center of the village, a raccoon dog that was a hundred meters tall and covered in curse patterns all over its body was laughing wildly.

"Hahahaha! Freedom, this is freedom! This is the freedom that I have longed for!"

Shukaku, the one-tailed monster in the desert. As Shukaku laughed wildly, the cry drowned in the ocean of hatred echoed in its heart.

Kill...kill...kill!

"Hahaha, little brat, I will fulfill your wish. Let's start with those two brats. They must be the children of the abominable Luo Sha! Wind Style: Refined Aerial Bullet!"

Her chest and abdomen swelled, and the sound of breaking air came from thousands of meters away. Temari couldn't help but look back. The air-refining bomb, which was as big as a rock, occupied the entire world.

"Father, Kankuro, Gaara..."

boom!

A violent wind suddenly blew up, and countless dust and smoke dissipated. Shukaku, who was laughing wildly, stood there in a daze, feeling angry and humiliated.

"Who are you, you bastard!"

"So noisy, you beast."