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Chapter 173 The Out-of-Control Witch, the Out-of-Control Tailed Beast

Ushioni, that's the real name of the Eight-Tailed Fox.

Since ancient times, in the legends of the ninja world, they have symbolized calamity and misfortune, and are massive aggregates of chakra.

In stories featuring tailed beasts, their destructive power is described as earth-shattering, bringing boundless disaster and slaughter.

Fortunately, they had the chance to witness firsthand whether the legend was true; but unfortunately, the heavy price was their lives.

A storm of ninjutsu, like streaks of meteors, struck the Eight-Tails' tough skin, instantly dissipating into tiny sparks before disappearing into the night.

As a result, without a doubt, the Eight-Tails was completely unharmed.

Even though the Konoha ninjas currently have an overwhelming numerical advantage and are attacking in droves, in the face of the legendary tailed beasts, ordinary ninjas, no matter how many there are, are nothing more than a swarm of ants.

The saying "many ants can kill an elephant" might be true, but it certainly doesn't refer to this many 'ninjas'.

Their attacks were like tickling to the Eight-Tails. The latter raised its hand and scratched itself, looking down with disdain at the ninjas who looked up at it like ants.

Its tail, like an octopus's tentacles, crashed down with a thunderous roar, like a flower blooming.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

In an instant, the earth shook and the sky trembled.

Large swaths of houses collapsed with a deafening roar, and the ground was instantly torn apart by the immense force, with trenches several meters wide spreading in all directions.

The massive shockwave sent people and objects flying, and the debris, carried by the shockwave, shot out at incredible speed. In just a few dozen seconds, a large number of ninjas fell like wheat, their bodies pierced by the debris exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

The billowing dust and smoke, kicked up by the violent tremors, resembled a sea of ​​clouds swirling around the mountaintop, making its already massive size appear like a majestic mountain range standing between heaven and earth.

Faced with this enormous creature, the ninjas instinctively held their breath, cold sweat pouring down their foreheads, because they felt the high pressure in the atmosphere, as if an invisible wall had fallen from the sky, compressing the air on the ground to a limit that ordinary people could not bear.

Each breath alone requires mobilizing all one's strength.

The thick, low atmospheric pressure forced them to expand their lungs to their limit, pound their hearts like mechanical pumps, and bulge their blood vessels in order to grab a sliver of air.

That tangible pressure of chakra struck everyone's heart like an iron hammer, and crashed in all directions like a raging tide. Just facing it made the ninjas feel as if every inch of their skin was being burned by fire.

Is this... a Tailed Beast?!

Unlike the false descriptions found in textbooks or heard from elders.

The terror of the Tailed Beasts can only be truly felt when facing them; it is a tremor from the soul, a fear of life's instinct, and an intuition that death could come at any moment!

No, it's impossible to win.
The destructive power of a single stomp far exceeded that of hundreds of ninjas.

Despair instantly gripped the minds of the surviving ninjas. They were just ordinary ninjas; there was no reason for them to face an enemy they couldn't possibly defeat!

"Aaaaaah, I don't want to die!"

"That's right, those are tailed beasts! Why should we come here to die?!"

"That's right, that's right, why not send a more powerful ninja!"

"Where's the Hokage? Where's the Acting Hokage? Why haven't they shown up yet at a time like this?!"

With each question, everyone's psychological defenses crumbled.

Finally, one of the ninjas couldn't withstand the pressure, his spirit collapsed, and he turned and ran away.

Once the first one appeared, a second and a third quickly followed, and morale plummeted. Everyone was running away, as if being chased by fear.

"Don't run! Stop right there!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Danzo was furious, his eyes bloodshot.

Unfortunately, being inside the Hokage Building, his voice couldn't reach the front lines, and he could only watch helplessly.

"Damn it, a bunch of cowards! Cowards!" Danzo roared, slamming his hand on the table, veins bulging on his forehead, gritting his teeth as he said, "Utterly foolish! This is Konoha Village! Even if you escaped, could you possibly run back in? I shouldn't have placed my hopes on this bunch of useless trash!" "But, Lord Danzo, isn't this situation exactly what you've orchestrated?"

Linjiao looked at the hysterical Danzo and felt a strange sadness in his heart: "There are no elites left in the village. The remaining people are just ordinary ninjas. Asking them to hold off a tailed beast is an impossible task. Don't you understand human nature at all?"

"shut up!"

Danzo's face was ferocious, and his waist-length black hair flew wildly in the wind.

But in Linjiao's eyes, Danzo at this moment seemed like a monster. Half of her face was that of a beautiful woman, and the other half was that of a decaying old man. Her waist-length hair was like a living thing, turning into black tentacles with dark eyes at the top, sometimes closed and sometimes open.

But an even more terrifying sight was yet to come: Danzo's perfect body seemed to be dissolving, showing signs of collapse and disintegration.

"what--!"

Linjiao was so frightened that he took several steps back and fell to the ground, staring at Danzo with a look of terror on his face.

"Get out!"

Danzo's forehead veins bulged, as if he was trying his best to suppress something, and he squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth: "Let Kushina transform into her tailed beast form!"

"Yes, yes, Lord Danzo."

Linjiao breathed a sigh of relief, scrambled to his feet in a panic, and fled the Hokage Building using all four limbs.

Strangely, the Eight-Tails did not seem to be keen on destruction from the moment it landed.

Aside from initially punishing the audacious ninjas who dared to attack it, it has remained in a state of stillness ever since.

In the end, he even closed his eyelids, looking as if he was pretending to be asleep.

No one knew what it was planning, but no one dared to attack it without permission, for fear of waking this dormant monster and bringing about a cataclysmic disaster.

During this time, some ninjas from the sealing squad tried to approach it, but were forced back by the airflow emitted by the Eight-Tails. Its closed eyelids showed a slight twitch, indicating that the monster was not asleep. They were immediately frightened and dared not approach any further, only able to watch it from a distance.

"This guy is too arrogant, isn't he?"

The Anbu were furious, but they couldn't do anything about the Tailed Beasts, so they could only pin their hopes on the Jinchuriki: "Hey, are you ready? That guy could wake up at any moment!"

Kushina Uzumaki, sitting cross-legged on the ground, looked calmly at the giant beast that was pretending to be asleep and said indifferently, "Don't worry, as long as you don't provoke it, it will definitely not make a move."

"How did you know?" the Anbu asked, somewhat surprised.

"It told me that."

Kushina's expression was complicated as she touched her stomach and whispered, "The Eight-Tails... is waiting for it."

"If that's the case, then what are you waiting for?" The Anbu's tone wasn't good, and his eyes carried a hint of coercion: "Kushina Uzumaki, don't forget your mission. Jinchuriki exist for this moment, so don't try any tricks!"

"Ah"

Kushina laughed, a laugh that seemed both self-deprecating and sarcastic, and slowly raised her head: "Don't worry, I won't run away. Just as you wish. Come out, Kurama!"

boom! ! !
In the southwest corner of Konoha, another earth-shattering tremor erupted.

The Eight-Tails, which had been feigning sleep, finally opened its eyes, a look of wild joy on its face: "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Let's have a good fight—Nine-Tails!"

In the southwest corner, from within that enormous mushroom cloud that rose tens of meters into the air, an evil figure could be seen rushing out.

Its orange-red fur burned like flames, its nine tails lashed wildly in the air, and the enormous, fox-like monster roared to the sky. With a mere flick of its sharp claws, it unleashed a hurricane that seemed to materialize, cracking open large areas of houses and the ground ahead, and the visible shockwaves swept in all directions.

next moment.

The eight-tailed Gyūki charged forward, creating a massive gust of wind, and each time it touched the ground, it caused a huge tremor.

The nine-tailed fox used all four limbs to run, creating violent gusts of wind that destroyed houses and the ground along its path.

Ushioni and Kurama, the two strongest tailed beasts.

With terrifying power and earth-shattering force, they collided like Mars colliding with Earth.

(End of this chapter)