Snowy rammed into the Ten-Tails with overwhelming force, sending it rolling across the battlefield just as it was attempting to transform.
Uchiha Madara and Black Zetsu, who had been standing on its head, were sent tumbling down—but neither seemed to register their fall.
They were too stunned, staring blankly at the massive fox that had just knocked the Ten-Tails away.
Black Zetsu, reacting quickly, abandoned White Zetsu and immediately merged into Madara.
Madara landed gracefully, lifting his gaze toward Snowy, whose enormous form now rivaled that of the Ten-Tails itself.
"Black Zetsu, you forgot to mention that Yagami Takuya's 'pet' could grow this large."
"..."
Black Zetsu was at a loss for words.
I always thought it was just some special summoning creature—who knew it would be this monstrous?
Its chakra, its presence—it wasn't just a replica of the Nine-Tails.
No, it was stronger.
Aside from the difference in fur color and a slightly more refined physique, it even carried a distinct, fragrant scent.
Was this fox seriously giving off a nice smell?
"AWOOO!!"
Snowy, now in its full-sized battle form, had shed all its former cuteness.
Its massive jaws parted, revealing razor-sharp fangs as Yin and Yang chakra began surging violently within its maw.
Watching from afar, Senju Hashirama thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.
He nudged Tobirama, lowering his voice.
"Hey… didn't I try to pet that little fox before? I swear I was about to pick it up one time… How did Takuya get something like this?"
"How the hell should I know?!"
Tobirama was losing his mind.
You're asking me?! Who am I supposed to ask? That brat would sooner kill me than tell me anything!
The reports I got said he had a powerful summoning beast—something that supposedly rivaled a Tailed Beast.
I didn't believe it back then… and now I've been thoroughly humiliated.
Monkey's intelligence reports were completely off the mark!
"Rivals a Tailed Beast"?!
This thing is literally chasing down the Ten-Tails and beating it up!
Snowy unleashed an enormous Tailed Beast Ball.
The Ten-Tails, still recovering from being knocked aside, growled and prepared to counter with one of its own.
Unfortunately, Snowy's attack was faster.
If the Ten-Tails had been whole, it might have been able to fire its blast in time.
But in its incomplete state—lacking an entire half of the Nine-Tails' chakra—it was far from its true strength.
After all, when the Sage of Six Paths split the Tailed Beasts, his method was perfectly fair:
Half of the chakra went to the Nine-Tails.
The other half was divided among all the rest.
True equality.
"BOOM!!!"
The Ten-Tails barely had time to finish charging its attack before Snowy's blast struck.
The explosion sent it tumbling, its own unfinished Tailed Beast Ball detonating prematurely, amplifying the damage.
Even with its overwhelming power, the Ten-Tails wailed under the double impact.
The battlefield trembled.
Snowy, no longer the adorable fluffball from before, exuded sheer ferocity.
Before the dust could settle, it lunged through the smoke, tearing into the Ten-Tails with its claws, ruthlessly slashing across its face.
Despite its size, the Ten-Tails was crippled without the Nine-Tails' chakra.
"Kick them while they're down."
"Don't give them a chance to recover."
"You want to transform? Sure—just hold still while I beat the crap out of you first."
"Big fox… are you really the Nine-Tails?"
Meanwhile, inside the sealed space, the actual Nine-Tails was trembling.
Kushina, watching Snowy maul the Ten-Tails like a chew toy, had serious doubts.
Was the fox sealed inside her even real?
Look at Snowy.
Now look at you.
Embarrassing.
"WHAT THE HELL?!"
The Nine-Tails wanted to curse out loud.
But considering the vast difference in power, it decided it was best to suck it up.
If Snowy won against the Ten-Tails, it would probably come after him next.
Clearly, the real reason for its weakness wasn't its own fault.
It had to be that damn Sage of Six Paths.
That old man must have shortchanged it when distributing chakra!
Otherwise, why would the great Nine-Tails be losing to the fake one?
Yeah. Definitely the Sage's fault.
"ROOOOAAAAR!!!"
Forced into retreat, the Ten-Tails thrashed about, its incomplete form unable to fight back properly.
Even though it was beginning to transform, growing bulkier, the lack of the Nine-Tails' chakra left it struggling.
Snowy continued its relentless assault, swiping at the Ten-Tails' face with ease.
More tails didn't mean victory.
Especially not when Snowy had extra paws to use as well.
"It seems that lacking the Nine-Tails has severely weakened the Ten-Tails."
Madara, watching the fight unfold, shifted his gaze toward where Kushina stood.
The next moment, his eyes locked with Takuya's.
Takuya smirked.
Lifting his hand, he tapped his own chest with two fingers.
Then, he pointed toward Kushina beside him.
The message was clear:
"You want the Nine-Tails? Come and take it."
"..."
Madara felt his blood boil.
Takuya's blatant challenge made him want to tear him apart.
But he couldn't waste time.
Any further delay would only create more complications.
Dragging this out any longer was meaningless.
Madara let go of his battle lust and turned toward the Ten-Tails.
"ROOOAAAAARR!!!"
The beast opened its mouth again, attempting to form another Tailed Beast Ball.
But Snowy slapped it across the face before it could charge its attack, scattering the gathered chakra.
It was not going to let the Ten-Tails charge a damn thing.
As the Ten-Tails reeled from the impact, Madara suddenly leapt toward it.
"What is he trying to do?!"
Hashirama, watching from a distance, tensed.
If he could, he would've moved to stop Madara—but he was too far away.
"He's definitely up to something. My guess? He's about to become the Ten-Tails' Jinchūriki."
The moment Tobirama spoke, Madara began forming hand seals.
"STOP HIM!!!"
Snowy lashed its tail toward Madara.
But despite its speed—Madara was faster.
"Six Paths: Ten-Tails Coffin Seal!"
Dark tendrils shot out, linking Madara to the Ten-Tails.
Its massive form began to shrink rapidly as its chakra was absorbed into Madara's body.
"BOOM!!!"
Snowy's tail struck Madara, sending him flying.
But it was too late.
The sealing process had already begun.
The towering form of the Ten-Tails vanished.
As the dust settled, a lone figure emerged, floating above the battlefield.
"Is that… Uchiha Madara?"
His body had changed drastically.
His once dark hair had turned pure white.
His skin, previously flesh-toned, was now a ghostly pale.
A single horn-like protrusion covered his forehead.
Draped in white robes, he held a staff in his hand, while several black spheres floated behind him.
The transformation was complete.
Uchiha Madara—the Ten-Tails Jinchūriki—had arrived.
And he looked like an edgy, old-school goth kid from a different era.
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DO NOT FORGET POWER STONE AND CHATTING