"Alright, since you all can't bring him down, I'll do it."
"Chōmei, want to go have some fun?"
Kazuyama began walking toward the center of the battlefield, step by step, casually asking his partner for his thoughts.
Chōmei's massive body lifted from the ground in an instant, fully revealing his Seven-Tails form once more.
"Of course! A scene like this—how could the great Chōmei not participate?"
"And I know exactly what you're thinking!"
"Hahahahaha!"
With that, Chōmei shot into the air. His chakra body erupted with terrifying power, his speed so great it caused a sonic boom. In the space of a single breath, he was already in front of Susanoo.
"Little Uchiha! Your Lord Chōmei has arrived!"
"Wing Strike!"
Six enormous wings slashed down like blades.
Muren Uchiha didn't even bother looking. Susanoo swung both spears and blocked every strike with ease.
At the same time, Muren's eyes locked onto the charging Seven-Tails. A flash of killing intent flickered within them as he spoke, his voice ice-cold.
"Kazuyama Gekkō refuses to come… so he sends the Seven-Tails to die?"
"Hmph! After all these years, he's still the same treacherous rat."
"But a measly Seven-Tails—die!"
The one Muren Uchiha loathed most was Kazuyama, followed only by Konohagakure. And since Kazuyama was the Seven-Tails' Jinchūriki, Chōmei was included in his hatred. Now that he struck, it was with the intent to kill.
Susanoo's twin spears extended instantly, piercing through Chōmei's body in one blow.
Unfortunately for him, this had almost no effect on a body made of pure chakra—but it infuriated Chōmei.
"You damn Uchiha!"
"You dare lay a hand on Lord Chōmei?!"
"Eat my Scale Powder!"
Chōmei spat a massive cloud of phosphorous powder directly onto Susanoo's face, coating the pitch-black giant like some bizarre cosmetic treatment.
"Hmph. Chōmei, is it?"
"Kushina, we're going too! A mere Seven-Tails showing off? Laughable!"
"If not for Kazuyama, he'd be nothing!"
The Nine-Tails erupted the moment Chōmei tried to hog the spotlight. Without a second thought, he unleashed his full power, ignoring Kushina's attempts to restrain him.
After all, the Nine-Tails had always prided himself on being the strongest of the tailed beasts—how could he allow Chōmei to steal the show?
The Nine-Tails' massive form charged forward. Claws and tails alike became weapons. In an instant, Muren Uchiha was surrounded by two tailed beasts.
"So that's the Seven-Tails?"
"Looks pretty similar to the Nine-Tails… Kazuyama really is a monster to become its Jinchūriki."
"Hmph… that Konoha actually has two tailed beasts—"
"Enough, Ōnoki. Will you stop already?"
The four Kage all reacted differently upon seeing Chōmei. Terumi didn't react at all—he was her sensei; what was there to be surprised about? Rasa remained calm, Ōnoki grew agitated again, and the Fourth Raikage was plainly annoyed.
A tailed beast? Nothing special—Kumo had their own. But he was curious about Yugito. Where had she disappeared to all these years? Why couldn't Kumo find her no matter how they searched?
"Hmph. Thinking a tailed beast can break my Susanoo?"
"Pathetic. I don't even consider you worth acknowledging."
Muren Uchiha showed no fear toward the two tailed beasts—only contempt.
His complete Susanoo granted him overwhelming confidence. Even with the Five Kage and two tailed beasts before him, they couldn't threaten him.
His Mangekyō spun. In an instant, the distance between him and the tailed beasts vanished. The spear thrust out, piercing Chōmei and Kurama before either could react.
"Tch! That damned dōjutsu shrank the distance!"
Impaled, Chōmei roared in frustration. The spear didn't injure his chakra body, but being skewered immobilized him.
Kurama was no different.
Both tailed beasts struggled, but under Muren's dōjutsu, the distance between them and the spear was compressed infinitely. No matter how they twisted their bodies, they couldn't break free.
"Damn it—Kushina, I can't pull free from this spear!"
"I see it!"
Of course Kushina knew. She and Kurama were now one—what he felt, she felt.
The shinobi below hurled another wave of attacks, only for all of them to be halted by Muren Uchiha's dōjutsu.
"If we can't counter his dōjutsu, we have no chance at all!"
"Hokage-sama, any ideas?"
The Fourth Raikage was completely disadvantaged; all his techniques were close-range. Against Susanoo, his physical body might as well be paper. Minato Namikaze wasn't any better—right now, he could only rely on his brother, Kazuyama.
But when he looked around for Kazuyama, he realized he was gone.
"Kazuyama? Damn it, where'd he run off to?!"
"Disappearing at a time like—wait… no. It's not that I can't find him…"
Just as Minato was about to curse, something felt wrong.
Chōmei was fighting here—so where was Kazuyama?
That's not right. Since when could a Jinchūriki and their tailed beast act separately?
His gaze shifted to Kushina—she and Kurama were fused into one form. But Chōmei wasn't.
What kind of ability was this?
In that moment, Kazuyama became unfathomable in Minato's eyes, constantly revealing abilities Minato had never even heard of.
"Tsk tsk… Eternal Mangekyō, perfect Susanoo."
"A tough shell indeed. Too bad your creator, Uchiha Madara, died before you."
"You fake—stop struggling."
Kazuyama's voice drifted across the battlefield, but his figure was nowhere to be seen.
Everyone instinctively searched for him—including Muren Uchiha, who grew tenser by the second.
He knew Kazuyama well. If he spoke, it meant he had already gotten close.
But any preparation he made was pointless.
Kazuyama was already standing right in front of him.
He extended his right hand and pressed it lightly against the crystal atop Susanoo's head—the cockpit itself.