Chiyu erupted with Susanoo's power, shattering every restraint in an instant.

All incoming attacks were blasted away; the Fourth Kazekage Rasa was killed in a single blow, and the Yasaka Magatama sent the other three Kage flying.

Gasps filled the battlefield. Panic spread everywhere.

"Tsuchikage-sama!"

The Iwagakure army cried out, trembling.

"It's all right…"

Ōnoki burst from the earth—what the Magatama had destroyed was only an earth-style rock clone.

He glanced at Yugito Nii and Yagura Karatachi—both had already gone into full Tailed-Beast form.

Yagura, a perfect Three-Tails jinchūriki despite being under genjutsu, could enter full transformation at will.

For Yugito it was different: forcing a complete Two-Tails state meant risking being consumed by the beast's chakra, so she couldn't maintain it long—much like Naruto's pre-Kurama Mode cloak.

Even so, the two of them had tanked Chiyu's Magatama, though the impact still hurled them away.

Ōnoki himself had burned enormous chakra. A glance at the other Kage—one dead, two badly hurt—told the story.

All pride gone, he called to the two jinchūriki and to the Iwa forces behind him:

"Uchiha Chiyu…

This man is not someone the four of us together can defeat.

We still underestimated him!

Kitsuchi! Han! And…

Every shinobi of Iwagakure—

all units, attack!"

"Right!"

"Understood, Tsuchikage-sama!"

Rumble…

Han, jinchūriki of the Five-Tails, entered full transformation.

Kitsuchi pushed his chakra to the limit, revealing fearsome strength, and the entire Iwa army flared with chakra, ready to fight to the death.

…

Now Chiyu faced the strongest Kage—Ōnoki—plus two jinchūriki Kage (Raikage-Yugito, Mizukage-Yagura), Han the Five-Tails, Kitsuchi, Akatsuchi, and the full Iwagakure army.

A force mighty enough to crush a nation.

Chiyu was alone—and smiled.

"At last… this is getting interesting.

So then—

taste true despair."

He flashed through hand-seals. Eternal Mangekyō merged with Rinnegan, chakra skyrocketed, pouring out like a tidal wave.

A divine pressure swept the field; Kage, jinchūriki, ordinary ninja alike felt insignificant and helpless.

"Wh-what is that power?!"

"Is such a monstrous strength even possible?!"

Chiyu's eyes snapped open—Susanoo's fourth stage swelled, ballooning into…

Perfect Susanoo.

Its size multiplied tenfold, a mountain of chakra towering into the clouds, looking down on all life.

Two colossal sabers—the Totsuka Sword of destruction—gleamed in its hands, vast chakra wings flared from its back.

Chiyu stood proudly on the brow platform inside its helm; even full-form Tailed Beasts were now as ants.

Sweat poured down Ōnoki's face.

"T-that's… the legendary Perfect Susanoo!"

Even when he fought Madara he'd never seen it—only during the Fourth Shinobi World War did Ōnoki first witness its terror.

Now Chiyu showed it in full, shocking him as never before.

The Three Beasts—Two-Tails, Three-Tails, Five-Tails—were shaken too.

"Susanoo to the absolute limit?

This is insane…"

"Damn that Uchiha Chiyu—is the gap between us really this vast?!"

Ōnoki clenched his fists and roared:

"There's no running now. We fight to the death!

Everyone—unleash your strongest attack!"

"YES, Tsuchikage-sama!"

In a heartbeat the three jinchūriki charged their ultimate moves.

"Tailed Beast Bomb!"

Chakra condensed to the limit; three huge black-violet spheres formed and howled toward Susanoo.

Chiyu snorted, arms folded.

Perfect Susanoo's immense aura surged; its giant blades swung.

BOOOOM!

The three bombs detonated in mid-air before reaching him, their force reflected back toward their own lines.

Without pause the titanic blades carved two sweeping arcs—mountain ranges in the distance were sliced clean through, and the ninja army before him was pulverized.

Ōnoki and Kitsuchi's quadruple-layer Earth Walls crumbled in an instant, hurling father and son—and the troops behind them—into the air amid screams.

The three Beasts, bodies torn and bloody, were knocked sprawling; their chakra cloaks shattered.

Ōnoki, blood-spattered and ashen, stared at the bisected mountains, the slaughtered soldiers, the ruined jinchūriki.

"N-no… impossible…

Even combined strength and an army can't bridge this gulf…"

The three jinchūriki could barely stand.

"He cut mountains with a casual swing?!"

"Even a full-power Tailed Beast Bomb can't do that!"

"What is he…?"

Only dread and despair filled every heart.

Chiyu's voice was cold:

"Since I've drawn Perfect Susanoo, I won't leave empty-handed.

You will all die."

RUMBLE—

The colossal blades fell again, carving two abyssal ravines that swallowed everything in their path; both flanks of the field were obliterated, and first to be struck were the three jinchūriki.

Desperately they counter-attacked—

"Great Claw Attack!"

"Shadow Stroke!"

"Boil Release: Unrivaled Might!"

—but sheer brute force made it meaningless.

In a thunderous instant all three were slammed into the earth, bodies mangled, cloaks torn apart, bleeding profusely.

Yugito, Yagura, and Han lay at death's door, their beast forms broken.

"We… we can't beat him…"

"Raikage-sama… forgive me…"

"Ōnoki-sama… I…"

Yagura, freed at last from Obito's control by the trauma, saw clearly for the first time:

"So this is… liberation… thank you."

Their anger, regret, despair—even gratitude—left Chiyu unmoved.

In one heartbeat:

The Fifth Raikage, Two-Tails jinchūriki Yugito Nii—dead.

The Fourth Mizukage, Three-Tails jinchūriki Yagura Karatachi—dead.

The Five-Tails jinchūriki Han—dead.

The Iwagakure army collapsed, casualties catastrophic.

Now Ōnoki truly understood despair—deeper and more bitter than when he once faced Madara.

…

[You successfully reunited the Fifth Raikage with her predecessors. Great Merit +1, 500 Virtue Points]

[You successfully freed Han from the curse of jinchūriki. Great Mercy +1,500 Virtue Points]

[You successfully released Yagura from genjutsu and his "Bloody Mist" torment. Great Mercy +2,000 Virtue Points]

In moments Chiyu had slain Rasa, Yugito, Yagura, Han, and countless others, earning nearly ten thousand merit points.

Ōnoki gazed blankly at fallen Kage, dead jinchūriki, and the decimated Iwa forces—lost, broken.

"How… could this… be…?"

Suddenly he howled:

"Where is the Akatsuki?!

I paid you, Pain! We had a deal—why haven't you shown yourselves?

Will you wait until we're all dead?!"

At that instant two figures stepped from the swirling dust Chiyu's attack had kicked up.

Both wore Akatsuki's red-cloud cloaks. Their faces were cold and grim, yet they seemed unfazed even before Perfect Susanoo.

They were—

Orochimaru.

And—

Pain.

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