Buzz… buzz… buzz…
The overwhelming aura of destruction completely drowned out every sound on the battlefield.
Everyone stared at the scene with horror written across their faces.
Some Iwagakure shinobi even dropped their weapons with a clatter.
In their hearts, resistance had already collapsed.
An attack of this magnitude—
Only if they had time to prepare might they stand a chance.
But the enemy was firing it instantly.
What were they supposed to do?
Instant-cast it back?
"NO! NO! NO!"
Seeing the three Tailed Beast Bombs—bigger, darker, and more terrifying—Kitsuchi slammed his fist into the ground.
If those things landed in the Iwagakure ranks, half the surviving shinobi would be wiped out instantly.
With no other option, he looked desperately toward Ōnoki and Killer B.
"Father! Lord B! Please help!"
"Don't worry, Kitsuchi!"
Killer B shouted as the black-red chakra around him surged violently.
The next moment—
The massive dark-red form of the Eight-Tails descended like a falling mountain.
Eight enormous tails wrapped in destructive chakra burst into existence.
They twisted through the air, immediately coiling toward the cultivation body floating above.
"Fool! Idiot! Stop right there for me—Eight-Tails Vortex!"
B roared.
At the same time, a Tailed Beast Bomb rapidly condensed inside his mouth.
Yet in his mind, curiosity stirred.
"Gyūki… is that thing also a Tailed Beast?"
"If I'm not mistaken, that red aura around it… that's a Tailed Beast cloak, right?"
"And that black sphere… that's a Tailed Beast Bomb too, right?"
Gyūki sensed carefully before replying.
"Yes."
The short answer made Killer B instantly realize something was wrong.
"Gyūki… you're acting weird."
"Don't tell me… that thing really is a jinchūriki?"
"How does Konoha even have so many jinchūriki?"
Killer B's head throbbed.
He even started silently cursing the intelligence officers.
If Konoha had this many jinchūriki—
Why hadn't anyone reported it?!
Of course, the real reason was that at this moment—
He simply couldn't judge the situation.
If Iwagakure were completely annihilated, Kumogakure wouldn't escape unscathed either.
That was why he had no choice but to intervene.
And honestly—
Everything had happened far too fast.
Even he hadn't reacted before one-third of Iwagakure's forces had already been wiped out.
"B, be careful! That thing isn't a jinchūriki!"
At last Gyūki sensed something and his voice sank heavily.
"But it possesses… the power of Kurama."
"Kurama? The Nine-Tails?!"
Killer B's voice shot up several octaves.
His eyes darted wildly.
"Gyūki, be honest. Is the Nine-Tails tough to deal with?"
"Between you two, who's stronger?"
Although people said the Tailed Beasts were roughly equal—
Everyone secretly believed the same thing.
The Nine-Tails was the strongest.
Even Killer B, host of the Eight-Tails, knew that.
But unusually—
Gyūki fell silent.
Instead of answering, the Eight-Tails focused on condensing his Tailed Beast Bomb.
"Hmm?"
Gyūki finally spoke impatiently.
"The Nine-Tails is a bit stronger. Maybe… sixty-forty."
Whoosh! Whoosh!
A Tailed Beast Bomb of similar size quickly formed.
But—
He was fast.
The enemy was faster.
The cultivation body was like an emotionless machine.
Its entire presence carried a faint aura of death.
Then—
Its crossed arms suddenly thrust forward.
BOOM!
The three enormous Tailed Beast Bombs shot out.
Dragging twisted streams of black energy through space—
They flew straight toward the incoming Eight-Tails.
SHRRRRRK!!!
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
Only absolute darkness that devoured everything.
Crunch.
Crunch.
The moment they collided—
The Eight-Tails' massive chakra-filled tails melted silently.
Like snowflakes falling into boiling water.
They disintegrated instantly.
The remaining force continued forward toward Gyūki's main body.
Even the Eight-Tails' own Tailed Beast Bomb was rapidly dissolved.
All he could do was watch as the attack drew closer.
"ROOOAAAR!!!"
With several tails severed, the Eight-Tails released a soul-shaking scream.
Chakra surged violently within him.
Three more tails were torn off and flung away.
Sacrificing them to survive.
Even so—
The devastating shockwave arrived instantly.
Like the hammer of a thunder god slamming into his fully transformed body.
And the enemy had three such hammers.
BOOM!
BOOM! BOOM!
The mountain-like body of the Eight-Tails was blasted away.
His body plowed across the ground, flattening hundreds of meters of forest.
A deep trench carved into the earth beneath him.
Dust and debris rolled endlessly.
Faintly—
The painful groans of the Eight-Tails echoed from the crater.
This scene once again stunned the entire allied army.
For the first time—
Both battlefields shared the same terrifying understanding.
Especially the three thousand Kumogakure shinobi.
They stared at the sight, their swords half-raised, unsure whether to attack.
"Gulp… that thing just slammed Lord Killer B into the ground?"
"Even the Eight-Tails can't fight it… what exactly is that monster?!"
"I—I—I don't know… but now I understand how the Iwagakure shinobi felt earlier."
At that moment, Kumogakure finally understood Iwagakure's despair.
Your greatest trump card—
Crushed instantly.
"Damn it! Gyūki, didn't you say sixty-forty?! Why did your Tailed Beast Bomb lose the clash?!"
Inside the trench, Killer B was completely stunned.
He had thought the cultivation body was merely faster and had more firepower.
But he never expected—
His fully-charged Tailed Beast Bomb to be weaker than the opponent's casual attack.
"Ahem… sixty-forty…"
"Kurama needs four seconds to tear off six of my tails…"
Gyūki's embarrassed voice echoed within him.
Killer B's face darkened.
But there was no time to argue.
Battle came first.
He immediately raised his arm and shouted toward the three thousand Kumogakure shinobi behind him.
"All of you—form seals together!"
"Lightning Release: Thunder Binding!"
Crackle!
Thousands of lightning bolts surged skyward.
How thick was a Lightning Release technique formed by three thousand shinobi?
Like a colossal force tearing open heaven and earth.
Like a lightning dragon rising into the sky—
It wrapped itself around the cultivation body.
"Got it!"
Killer B breathed a sigh of relief.
He leapt out of the trench and rushed forward.
His body wrapped in a Tailed Beast cloak.
Tailed Beast Cloak—Lariat.
With the combined power of Tailed Beast chakra and Lightning Release armor—
His speed skyrocketed.
The force of his elbow strike distorted the air itself.
This attack—
He was determined to land it.
BAM!
Yet the cultivation body remained floating in midair.
Its crimson form slowly turned.
Its gaze was indifferent.
When it saw Killer B charging toward it—
A strange smile appeared at the corner of its mouth.
Then—
Its entire body suddenly began swelling.
Ultimate Art—
Self-Destruction.
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