It disliked the Nine-Tails—and it despised the Ten-Tails even more.
But if that was the case, why was it sticking its tongue out, eyes glowing with excitement?
Did it want to challenge the Ten-Tails head-on?
Noticing that the usually lazy and indifferent Snowy was suddenly brimming with fighting spirit, Takuya couldn't help but rub his forehead.
According to game mechanics, the exclusive Nine-Tails was indeed capable of opposing the Ten-Tails.
But did Uchiha Madara and Black Zetsu revive the Ten-Tails just for battle?
Of course not.
Their goal was to make Madara the Ten-Tails' Jinchūriki, plant the Divine Tree, and activate the Infinite Tsukuyomi.
"Hahahahaha…!"
As the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path continued its transformation, inching closer to becoming the Ten-Tails, Uchiha Madara couldn't contain his laughter.
His goal was nearly within reach.
"ROAR!!!!"
Perhaps due to the pain of evolving into the Ten-Tails, the Demonic Statue clutched its head and let out an agonized bellow.
The many eyes on its face became bloodshot, and from its eye sockets, thick streams of blood poured down, running along its grotesquely deformed visage.
One by one, sharp spikes sprouted from its body like bamboo shoots, and its humanoid form gradually shifted into that of a four-legged beast.
Its gaping maw widened further and further, twisting into something utterly terrifying.
"Raikage, if I recall correctly, you said Turtle Island is in the middle of the ocean, right?"
Inside the temporary war room, Onoki had no time to argue with the Third Raikage anymore. A strong sense of unease gnawed at him—he was certain that Turtle Island had already been found by Uchiha Madara.
"..."
The Third Raikage's expression was grim.
He didn't want to believe it, but deep down, he already knew it was true.
Turtle Island had been discovered.
The Eight-Tails' Jinchūriki was gone.
Even the hidden Rinnegan had likely fallen into Madara's hands.
And now, the Ten-Tails had been born.
Damn it. How did things end up like this?
BANG!!!
Before the Third Raikage could curse aloud, the wooden door of the war room was suddenly kicked open.
Tsunade stormed in with Minato at her side, slamming both hands onto the table.
"Everyone, we have a serious problem. According to the Nine-Tails, the Ten-Tails is already reviving. It won't be long before it's fully resurrected!"
Shit!!!
Both Onoki and the Third Raikage cursed inwardly, their expressions darkening.
Senju Tobirama urgently asked,
"Where did Madara get the Nine-Tails' chakra?"
"Instead of dwelling on that, we should be thinking about how to deal with Madara!"
Senju Hashirama, deeply troubled, pointed in the direction where the Ten-Tails' chakra was surging.
"Besides, that thing is heading straight for us!!!"
The Ten-Tails' chakra was growing stronger and stronger.
And it was moving toward the Hidden Cloud Village.
This was a terrible omen.
With the absence of the Nine-Tails, Madara would undoubtedly come to reclaim it.
To do so, he had to bring the newly born Ten-Tails to the Cloud Village.
Once again, the ill-fated Cloud Village was destined to become a battlefield.
Fortunately, the Third Raikage had been decisive enough to order a full evacuation of the village.
Otherwise, countless civilians would have perished in the coming battle.
By this point, the Ten-Tails had fully transformed into a nightmarish monster.
Though it still retained some humanoid features, ten long tails—each resembling grotesque, oversized hands—dragged its massive body forward.
It struggled to move on what appeared to be two frail, underdeveloped legs, making its movements seem clumsy and laborious.
Perhaps due to the absence of the Nine-Tails, the Ten-Tails' arms looked underdeveloped and deformed—short and scrawny.
Anyone looking at it would immediately be reminded of the ancient Jurassic predator—the Tyrannosaurus Rex.
"ROAR!!!!"
With a single enormous red eye, the Ten-Tails lumbered toward the Cloud Village.
As for Turtle Island…
It had already been flipped over and submerged beneath the sea.
The enormous turtle that carried the island had undoubtedly perished.
At this point, the Cloud Village had suffered catastrophic losses.
Even the Mist Village, which had lost its Mizukage, hadn't been hit this hard.
"That thing is so ugly."
Standing atop a cliff, watching the Ten-Tails approach the coastline, Takuya couldn't help but comment.
Within the sealed space, the Nine-Tails wanted to roll its eyes.
Was ugliness really the problem here?
The Ten-Tails was infamous for its sheer power, not its looks.
"Takuya, are you sure you're not going to stop this thing? If Madara becomes the Ten-Tails' Jinchūriki, even you might not be able to defeat him. And if that happens, Kushina and I…"
The Nine-Tails trailed off.
It desperately wanted Takuya to take action—to deal with the Ten-Tails and separate the Tailed Beasts.
No one else could do it.
But Takuya, with his Rinnegan, could.
As long as he extracted the Tailed Beasts, the Ten-Tails would be nothing but an empty husk.
At that point, the outcome of the battle against Uchiha Madara would still be uncertain.
"Can you not drag me into your mental space like the Sage of Six Paths?"
Takuya grumbled in frustration.
"Where's your sense of courtesy? So what if Madara becomes the Ten-Tails' Jinchūriki? You think that old geezer, the Sage of Six Paths, didn't leave behind any failsafes?
Besides, this is a family feud—why should I get involved?"
"..."
The Nine-Tails froze for a few seconds before exclaiming in shock:
"Are you saying that old man Hagoromo isn't dead? That he actually came to see you?!"
"No shit."
Takuya scoffed.
"He yanked me into his mental space out of nowhere and gave me a long history lesson.
A whole damn story about how he and his brother rebelled against their mother and sealed her away—then just sat back and let their two sons fight each other for centuries.
Watching their reincarnated chakra screw up the shinobi world again and again."
The Sage of Six Paths rebelled against his own mother?
And sealed her away?
Then he let his kids' reincarnations repeatedly plunge the world into chaos?
The Nine-Tails was dumbfounded.
It understood every individual word—but when put together, they made no sense.
Yet, the more it thought about it…
This did sound like a family dispute.
The Nine-Tails had always known a few secrets about the past, but it had never heard about the Sage rebelling against his mother.
That part was completely new.
"Is… is this all true?"
The Nine-Tails was utterly baffled.
That wasn't the Sage of Six Paths it had believed in.
"What do you think?"
Takuya gave the Nine-Tails a hard knock on the head.
"Otherwise, why do you think Madara could control you with just a glare?
Why do you think Hashirama could toss you around like a ragdoll?
They're both reincarnations of the Sage's sons.
For them, overpowering you was a foregone conclusion."
MMP!!!
The Nine-Tails felt like its entire worldview had just shattered.
It had always wondered why Madara could subdue it with just his eyes…
Why Hashirama could manhandle it like a baby chick…
So this was the reason?!
The Sage of Six Paths—was this how you treated your creations?!
You just sat back and watched your sons bully me for generations?!
"The old man's chilling in the afterlife, watching everything. His own family caused all these disasters, and now he expects me to clean up his mess?
Does that sound fair to you?"
"A being as powerful as him—do you really think he wouldn't leave behind some kind of backup plan?"
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DO NOT FORGET POWER STONE AND CHATTING