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Konoha Hospital.
In one of the top - level hospital wards.
There came bursts of anxious voices.
"The injured has lost too much blood. Transfuse immediately!"
"Most of the muscles all over the body are torn, and there are six penetrating wounds. My god, he actually held on for so long."
"Medical team, prepare Healing Hands Senji!"
In the corridor outside the ward, Shibi Aburame and several others were waiting anxiously. The atmosphere was somewhat oppressively heavy.
"It's all my fault! If it weren't for me, Satoru wouldn't have been in danger."
Anko hugged her knees and curled up on the ground next to the ward, crying.
"I'm really good - for - nothing. I can't do anything right..."
Shibi Aburame squatted down, and his broad hand gently patted her on the shoulder to comfort her. "No, Anko. If it weren't for you carrying Satoru back regardless of the danger, I'm afraid the situation would have been even worse."
"If I have to say, the one who should blame himself is me. As your teacher, I didn't arrive on the scene immediately when my students were in danger."
Shibi Aburame sighed and gradually fell silent.
He couldn't describe in words the scene when he saw Anko staggering, step by step carrying the blood - soaked Satoru Hyūga in the heavy rain.
In all these years since becoming a ninja, he had never, even for a moment, felt his heart being struck so forcefully as at that time.
Satoru Hyūga's injuries were very serious. To be honest, he couldn't even believe that he was still alive under such circumstances.
Not daring to delay at all, after doing some simple hemostasis measures, he immediately rushed back to Konoha Village with several people.
And so, there was the current scene.
Uchiha Rin leaned against the cold wall next to the ward door, looking up at the ceiling. She didn't know what she was thinking. She just felt that her hands and feet were ice - cold.
Satoru, if you don't make it through... What should I do?
Only such thoughts kept swirling around in her mind.
She was so angry! Angry that she wasn't present, angry that she wasn't the one who was in the same team as Satoru at that time! So what if they were the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist? So what if they were Jonin of the Kaguya Clan?
Just kill them.
Even if it means dying...
Just then, the door opened.
"How's Satoru?"
Three voices sounded almost simultaneously, looking anxiously at the medical ninja who opened the door.
"Well... His injuries are extremely serious, but his body is very special. It has been actively healing the wounds."
That medical ninja thought for a moment and said, "To be honest, in all these years since I became a medical ninja, I've never seen a ninja with such a special body."
"Really? Does that mean Satoru is out of danger?" Anko asked anxiously.
"I suggest you don't get your hopes up too much." That medical ninja glanced at her. "He seems to have used some forbidden ninjutsu that comes at a great cost. Considering the impact of his injuries, it's still uncertain whether there will be any sequelae."
Anko's heart tightened again.
Uchiha Rin heaved a sigh of relief. Just sequelae? That's not too bad. If worst comes to worst, I'll take care of him in the future.
Just then, the medical ninja let out another sigh, "Alas, if Lady Tsunade were here, with her medical skills, she would surely be able to solve this easily."
"Shibi Aburame?" Shibi Aburame's eyes under the mask flickered. "I can invite her over. She might give me a favor out of courtesy."
"It won't work." The medical ninja glanced at him and shook his head. "Lady Tsunade has developed a severe fear of blood and has long since stopped treating patients. Only a few medical ninjas know this news. It's normal that you're not aware of it."
"I see..." Shibi Aburame's heart grew heavy.
None of the three spoke or asked any more questions. The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
Suddenly, the medical ninja was pulled aside and someone was whispering something to him.
"I see. The Hokage has ordered that we spare no expense to treat Satoru Hyūga? Alright, alright..."
"I understand..."
Hearing their whispered conversation, Shibi Aburame and the others' expressions finally eased.
Just then, they suddenly heard an uproar in the ward.
"He's awake!"
Everyone's spirits were lifted. They immediately rushed into the ward.
On the hospital bed, Satoru Hyūga opened his eyes. His pure white pupils looked around in confusion.
"Satoru." Anko rushed over, grabbed his hand, and said with a hint of sobbing.
"It's all my fault. I held you back. If it weren't for me..."
Satoru Hyūga weakly raised his head and stroked her hair with a faint smile.
"I've told you, you just haven't found your strengths yet. Once you do, you'll surely become an excellent ninja."
Beside them, for some reason, Uchiha Rin suddenly felt a pang in her heart and turned her face away.
"Oh, right. I also brought this back for you."
As if remembering something, Anko took out a silver-white metal sphere the size of a fist from her bosom and handed it to Satoru Hyūga.
"Since I saw that you were still holding this thing even though you were seriously injured, I guessed it was important to you, so I brought it back with me."
"Great."
A faint smile appeared on Satoru Hyūga's weak face as he took the sphere, which still retained a trace of Anko's body temperature.
"Oh, right, Satoru, what on earth is this thing? Why is it so heavy?"
Satoru Hyūga thought for a while and said, "Well, if I had to put it simply, it should be a very powerful weapon."
"Weapon?"
"Yeah."
Beside them, Uchiha Rin was also attracted by the silver-white ball in Satoru Hyūga's hand. It seemed to be a special kind of chakra metal. But Satoru said it was a weapon?
For hitting people? What the heck?
The ninja tool shops run by her family covered most of the village. In terms of familiarity with ninja tools, no one present could match her. But she really couldn't figure out what connection this small ball had with a weapon.
Satoru Hyūga tried to communicate with the silver-white ball in his hand using Electromagnetic Force. After getting a response, the smile on his face grew wider.
Sure enough, just as he expected, under the transformation of the surging power of the Electromagnetic Force in Tyrant Mode, this kind of metal already has the ability to be catalyzed by him in his current state.
That is to say, even without entering Tyrant Mode, he can also switch forms at will just as he did when fighting against Jujumaru.
If he wants a sword, it becomes a sword; if he wants a shield, it becomes a shield; it can even turn into an arrow and be shot out with the magnetic storm sniper rifle. It's just a bit troublesome to retrieve.
Simply put, it has already taken on the shape of Satoru.
This isn't just any ordinary chakra metal. Among the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist, the Beheading Prison Chop is considered the least impressive one. Besides being able to absorb blood for self-repair, it doesn't have any special abilities.
But this ability has shown new splendor in the hands of Satoru Hyūga.
The Magnetic fluidized Beheading Prison Chop also retains this characteristic. The more people it kills and the more blood it absorbs, the stronger it becomes!
A weapon that can evolve by absorbing blood, don't you think it's terrifying?
Just then, a hoarse voice suddenly came from in front of the ward door.
"I heard that Satoru was seriously injured. I wonder if I can be of any help."
Satoru Hyūga looked over and immediately narrowed his eyes slightly.
The person who came had pale skin and purple eyeshadow at the corners of his eyes. He was looking at him with a faint smile.
Cold-hearted Orochimaru.