Chapter 105 : Tailed Beast Bomb

Why is life so important?

Even if, in the future, it is reported that the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist were utterly humiliated by a lone Genin from Konoha and forced to flee in all directions, none of that mattered.

Survival mattered.

They had admitted it.

But the storm of relentless attacks left them no time to dwell on their shame.

The owner of the massive sword Hiramekarei, Hozuki Gengetsu, had been obliterated beyond recognition.

The Seven Ninja Swordsmen were now down to four.

Kubikiribōchō—Biwa Juzo.

Shibuki—Jinpachi Munashi.

Samehada—Suikazan Fuguki.

Kiba—Ringo Ameyuri.

The four of them were running for their lives.

How could Might Dai let such an opportunity slip? With the Eighth Gate fully open, he had little time left.

Only a few breaths remained.

The four Mist Shinobi had fled in different directions, gaining considerable distance from him.

The Eight Inner Gates had taken him decades to master, but this was the first time he had unleashed the full extent of the Eighth Gate. His body was not used to it, the power far beyond what even he could control.

He knew he couldn't eliminate them all.

In this state, even taking down one more would push him to his limit.

On the distant shores of an island, a certain Mist Jonin named Ao stood in sheer horror.

"Is this man even human?"

"Is this... really what a ninja is supposed to be?"

This was beyond anything he'd ever known.

Fortunately for him, Might Dai hadn't targeted the island. His wrath was solely reserved for the Seven Swordsmen.

If that monstrous power had been unleashed here, no one would have survived.

Ao had no idea that Might Dai was already at his last stand.

With another strike, the air exploded, sending a shockwave toward the fleeing Biwa Juzo.

Juzo reacted instinctively, raising his Kubikiribōchō to block.

A single instant later, the legendary sword—famed for its regenerative abilities—shattered.

Juzo himself was blown apart, his blood staining the shattered fragments of his blade.

"Damn it... only three left..."

Might Dai gasped, his vision blurring. He no longer had the energy to chase the remaining three.

He only had enough for one final move.

His ultimate technique—the Eighth Gate's deadliest attack.

Night Guy.

He had already named it in his heart.

Named after the son he loved.

Since he couldn't finish all of them, he would at least take down another. One last strike to forever mark his existence in history.

He prepared his stance.

His body burned, muscles tearing apart as the power surged.

His target—Jinpachi Munashi, wielder of Shibuki.

And nearby... a massive force of Mist Shinobi, many of whom had rallied together.

This move had a vast range of destruction.

He was confident that his final attack would not only eliminate Jinpachi but also decimate a significant portion of the Mist's forces.

On the battlefield, the Mist Shinobi saw Jinpachi running toward them in desperation.

Expressions of sheer terror spread across their faces.

Their eyes screamed one message—

"DON'T COME HERE!"

"STAY AWAY FROM US!"

But it was too late.

"Night Guy!"

A monstrous red aura erupted as Might Dai kicked forward.

A hurricane of destruction roared across the battlefield.

The red beast tore through the land, consuming everything in its path.

A deafening explosion followed.

Flames and dust engulfed the sky.

The entire battlefield trembled under the sheer force of the attack.

When the dust settled, a horrifying sight awaited those who had survived.

Jinpachi Munashi had been utterly erased.

An entire section of the island had been turned to nothing but scorched earth and rubble.

The Mist Shinobi were devastated. Casualties were beyond count.

And yet, at the very center of the carnage, Might Dai stood motionless.

His body, drained beyond its limits, had reached its final moments.

Ao and his remaining soldiers trembled.

For the first time, they could confirm it.

This man... this terrifying beast... was finally no longer a threat.

If he could unleash such power endlessly, Might Dai would be the strongest man in the world.

In pure Taijutsu, no one could match him.

But the battle was over.

On Konoha's side, only one life had been lost.

One man against an army.

A single Genin against the Seven Ninja Swordsmen.

And yet, he had decimated their forces.

The Mist had suffered heavy casualties. Their morale shattered.

But in the darkness above, a new threat loomed.

Kurama stood, watching from the sky.

His time had come.

"Lord Kurama, are you ready?"

"Yes."

These fallen warriors would not die in vain.

They would become the foundation for his counterattack against Konoha.

Or rather... his audience.

Kurama spread his wings and rose high above the battlefield.

Below him lay the devastated remains of the island.

"Lord Ao! Enemy sighted!"

The remaining Mist Shinobi looked up, their faces twisted in fear as they saw a figure hovering in the sky, looking down at them with a cold, eerie smile.

Dark red chakra flickered around his body, forming massive ethereal wings of blue and violet.

"What the hell is that?!"

"Lord Ao, he's a Konoha ninja!"

Kurama still wore the vest of the Leaf.

Ao narrowed his eyes. His instincts screamed danger.

Kurama didn't bother wasting words.

He simply raised his hand.

A small black sphere formed, then fell toward the battlefield.

"What is that?"

The Mist Shinobi stared at the descending sphere, a deep sense of dread seeping into their bones.

Ao, as a sensory ninja, realized it instantly.

His face twisted in horror.

"That's—! RUN! GET OFF THIS ISLAND NOW!"

But it was too late.

The sphere struck the earth.

A sound unlike anything before rang out.

A force that shook heaven and earth.

The very land trembled.

In an instant, the battlefield was swallowed by blinding light.

The island ceased to exist.

Flames, dust, and debris exploded into the sky, forming a colossal mushroom cloud.

A single Tailed Beast Bomb had turned everything into ruin.

The might of the Tailed Beasts.

This was why the Great Shinobi Villages regarded them as nuclear weapons.

Even Uchiha Mikoto and Uzumaki Kushina did not seem shocked.

But Hyuga Hikari stood in utter disbelief.

It was the first time she had seen Kurama fight.

And he had just erased an island from existence.

No wonder Kushina had fallen for him.

It turned out Lord Kurama was this powerful.

A thought crossed her mind.

With such power... was there truly any need to fear Konoha?

Even Uchiha Fugaku and Namikaze Minato, who had rushed to investigate, were left speechless.

Their eyes widened in horror.

"Where... where is the island?"

All they saw was fire.

A wasteland.

A battlefield reduced to ashes.

The war had changed.

And it had only just begun.

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