Rip!
As the giant blade of concentrated Chakra slashed down, Eight-Tails's last remaining massive horn snapped off. It tumbled and crashed into the pool, sending a towering column of water skyward.
"Ow!"
Damn it, what a fast blade!
Eight-Tails's eight giant tails thrashed wildly on the water's surface.
Looking at the white giant before it, memories of fear and humiliation instantly flooded its mind.
Many years ago, a spiky-haired individual named Madara had appeared in Konoha. He, like Hashirama, was known as the peak of the Ninja World.
These two, working together, overwhelmed the other villages, leaving them no room to retaliate.
Hashirama was a bit better. He'd ask if you surrendered first, and if not, then he'd beat you.
Madara was different. He'd punch you in the throat the moment he saw you, not even giving you a chance to surrender. After a barrage of attacks, he wouldn't even ask if you surrendered. He didn't care if you surrendered or not. You were practically dead anyway.
Back then, Eight-Tails once fought Madara. How should it put it? It had never been so humiliated in its life.
Later, Madara died.
Hashirama also died.
Even that annoying Tobirama was killed by Kinkaku and Ginkaku with a group of elites.
Eight-Tails secretly rejoiced, thinking that finally, no one in the Ninja World could mess with it like Madara did.
Even the later A only fought it to a draw.
But it never expected that decades later, today, on these ruins, it would once again see that damned Susanoo.
Evil Uchiha brats, we must destroy you!
If we can't beat your ancestor, then we'll try with you!
"Bee! Kill him! Use full power!" Gyuki's voice echoed in Bee's mind.
The fully Tailed Beast-transformed Bee let out an earth-shattering roar, its eight giant tails like colossal pillars, slamming into the surging water below.
Its gaping maw opened wide, and violent Chakra furiously gathered and compressed. In its throat, a massive Tailed Beast Ball, radiating an aura of destruction, materialized. The space around the energy sphere subtly warped due to the extreme power.
"Roar!"
Accompanied by a deafening roar, Eight-Tails abruptly swallowed the Tailed Beast Ball, then spat it out with even more ferocity.
The dark sphere of destruction ripped through the air, skimming the water's surface, transforming into a torrent of death that charged at the white Susanoo giant.
Wherever it passed, the water's surface was ploughed into bottomless ravines.
"Your turtle shell is hard, but so what? Let's see how you withstand this move." Eight-Tails and Bee roared in their hearts.
If it could withstand it, then they would do it again. They would shatter it with continuous Tailed Beast Balls.
However, the anticipated earth-shattering explosion did not occur.
The Tailed Beast Ball, powerful enough to destroy mountains, passed through the massive body of the Susanoo without any obstruction.
The beam of destruction struck the ruins further behind, triggering an even more terrifying explosion than before. It completely erased the last remaining outline of Kumogakure, transforming it into a chaotic expanse of water.
"What!"
Bee and Eight-Tails gasped.
How the hell did it dodge like that?
What's the point of fighting?
Eight-Tails even felt that Madara, back then, wasn't as disgusting as this brat.
Just as Eight-Tails was frantically complaining, the white Susanoo vanished like a phantom, then reappeared out of thin air behind its massive body.
Its crimson Sharingan coldly overlooked Eight-Tails's vulnerable waist and abdomen.
"Not good!"
A flurry of sharp slashes poured down like a storm.
The Sharingan's dynamic vision captured every minute tremor of Eight-Tails's limbs, predicting the trajectory of its muscle exertion.
Each collision between blade and limb erupted with a dull, thunderous roar.
Eight-Tails's massive body violently trembled under the continuous slashes, emitting painful grunts. Scars constantly accumulated on its hard shell. If this continued, it would turn into octopus sashimi.
Under extreme pressure, Eight-Tails's sealed ferocity completely erupted. It let out a beastly roar, its eight giant tentacles no longer defending. Instead, they thrashed wildly at beyond-limit speeds, carrying a desperate, suicidal aura.
Completely disregarding its own body being cut by the blades, it forcefully endured the dense slashes, tightly coiling around Susanoo's arms and waist.
The immense power suddenly tightened, temporarily restraining the giant's movements.
"Now!"
Eight-Tails roared in its mind, its gaping maw opening again.
Destructive Chakra furiously gathered, and a second Tailed Beast Ball rapidly formed right before Susanoo's eyes.
At such close range, there wasn't enough time to dodge.
Time seemed to freeze in the blinding light of the Tailed Beast Ball.
One second, two seconds.
Eight-Tails was horrified to discover that the Tailed Beast Ball forming in its mouth wasn't getting bigger. Instead, it was shrinking?
Its internal Chakra was also draining at an alarming rate.
"No!"
Bee suddenly realized. "This guy is devouring Chakra!"
"Damn it! What kind of evil jutsu is this!"
Eight-Tails cursed, making a decisive move. The tentacles wrapped around the Susanoo suddenly loosened.
It couldn't win, it needed to run.
However, just as its body, freed from restraint, soared into the air to retreat, another anomaly occurred.
Susanoo clapped its hands. Right after, the surging water around the battlefield suddenly boiled, and countless giant water swords, dozens of meters long, instantly materialized.
They descended from the sky with ear-piercing shrieks.
Eight massive water swords pierced the base of Eight-Tails's eight tentacles, pinning its enormous body firmly to the water's surface.
Then, the giant hand clenched in mid-air, and immense Chakra gathered again. A giant Chakra spear, intricately wrapped with black patterns, appeared out of thin air.
Pfft!
The giant spear pierced through the center of Eight-Tails's massive body with unmatched power.
The dark patterns, like living things, frantically spread along the wound, instantly covering Eight-Tails's entire body.
A terrifying suction force erupted and Eight-Tails's Chakra was frantically siphoned away, pouring into the white Susanoo.
"Ugh... damn it..."
Gyuki roared, "Substitution Jutsu! We still have Substitution Jutsu!"
Bee nodded.
At this point, they could only retreat.
Retreat, retreat, retreat!
They couldn't retreat!
Why had the Substitution Jutsu lost its effect?
[Takemikazuchi: After locking onto a target with its gaze, it can instantly anchor its spatial coordinates, preventing it from moving or changing form.]
Satoshi calmly said, "Before these eyes, all resistance is futile."
Eight-Tails's struggles visibly weakened, and its huge eyes gradually lost their luster. Finally, the massive Eight-Tails's Chakra body completely vanished.
Only Bee, bound and unconscious, was left floating alone on the water's surface.
Thump... Thump...
Just then, dense and hurried footsteps and splashing sounds approached from afar.
A large group of ninjas wearing Konoha standard vests finally arrived at this core battlefield.
The few Jonin at the forefront looked at the scene before them in shock. Even though they were seasoned veterans, they couldn't help but gasp and stare in shock.
"This... is this Kumogakure?"
That's not right, where's such a large Kumogakure?
As far as the eye could see, there was only an endless expanse of water, floating debris of shattered buildings.
Giant battle scars, and the unconscious Eight-Tails Jinchuriki in the central area.
They hadn't heard of such a water park.
Satoshi's voice broke the Konoha ninjas' astonishment. "Sealing Squad, immediately apprehend the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki, Bee, and apply the highest-level seal."
"Sensory Squad, expand the alert range and search for other Kumogakure high-ranking officials."
"Logistics Squad, clear the battlefield and collect all valuable intel and supplies..."
"Yes, Hokage-sama!"
All of this was clearly seen by Dodai, hidden in the shadows of the office building's remains, through a crack.
He clutched the blood-stained secret letter in his arms, his fingernails almost digging into his flesh. This was a distress letter that Dodai had forced A to write before the war, just in case.
If something went wrong, they could still get support from other villages.
His heart pounded, and cold sweat drenched his back. He knew that Kumogakure was finished.
"I must get the message out."
"As things stand, only Ōnoki of Iwagakure can rescue Raikage-sama."
He held his breath and ran desperately towards the Land of Earth.