"Crow Takes Flight!"
The roar echoed across the entire battlefield.
Just as everyone wondered who could possibly have such a booming voice, a massive shadow fell from the sky.
Looking up, ninja from both Amegakure and Sunagakure were stunned into silence.
A humanoid giant—easily over eighty meters tall—plummeted from above, its enormous rear end landing squarely on Shukaku's head.
Crack!
A crisp bone-snapping sound rang out.
Shukaku's head instantly twisted backward at a grotesque angle.
At the same time, the colossal weight crashed down—the eighty-meter giant pinning the fifty-meter Shukaku to the ground. Water mixed with sand sprayed everywhere.
Beside one massive foot, Sakumo shakily raised his trembling hand, pointing at Rinjin.
He wasn't scared—he was furious.
That bastard Rinjin had grown giant-sized without warning, nearly crushing him between his toes.
If that had happened, he might as well stop calling himself the White Fang of Konoha and rebrand as Konoha's Foot Scrubber.
Suppressing his urge to give Rinjin a pedicure, Sakumo scowled, abandoned his target, and stalked back toward Amegakure—dragging along an equally black-faced Kagami.
"Come on, let's go back to the village for drinks!
This bastard is completely unreliable—he screws over his own allies!"
Sakumo pursed his lips, practically steaming from his nostrils.
Beside him, Kagami nodded, then suddenly his face fell as if remembering something.
"Damn, I almost forgot I'm taking over your shift!
Forget it, you go drink—I still have to guard the gate."
"Get your son to cover! If I don't have a few drinks tonight, I'll be too pissed to sleep!
What rotten luck—fought all this time without scratching a single enemy hair, but nearly got stomped to death by this bastard's toe!"
Hearing this, Kagami nodded in agreement, barely suppressing his laughter.
And so, while the battle still raged hot, these two old-timers just up and quit.
Not out of petulance—
once Rinjin took over the war, it meant this test for Rii and Amegakure had passed.
Since they'd already passed, what was the point of two old guest fighters sticking around?
Meanwhile, Rii quickly dodged her big brother's mountain-crushing move, grumbled a few complaints, then dove back into battle.
At the battlefield's center, the massive Rinjin casually pinned the frantically struggling Shukaku beneath him.
No helping it—the power gap was just that vast.
Plus, he was quite skilled at this particular... position.
Uh... don't get the wrong idea—this technique came from suppressing the monsters inside his own body, not from Tsunade...
Just then, Shukaku's broken neck twisted back into place in a bizarre way, its human-like round pupils shifting to cross-shaped stars.
"Bastard, you're crushing me! Get off so I can beat you to death!"
That shrill, grating voice rang out.
Hearing this, Rinjin paused slightly, a meaningful smile slowly spreading across his lips.
So the Jinchūriki couldn't handle it and let Shukaku's consciousness take over?
Interesting.
Without much thought, Rinjin raised his iron fist and slapped Shukaku across the face.
"Behave, or I'll seal you up and bury you in a latrine for ten thousand years!"
But instead of settling down, Shukaku struggled even harder.
Seeing this, Rinjin couldn't help but sigh—
Truly worthy of the One-Tail Shukaku, modeled after a "badger"—stubborn as hell!
But he had plenty of ways to deal with it.
After a moment's consideration, the giant Rinjin sprang up with speed that defied his size, giving Shukaku its freedom.
Seeing this, Shukaku immediately stood up and retreated over a hundred meters, still cursing nonstop.
"Hmph! I'm a long-range type!
Only stupid foxes do hand-to-hand combat!"
As it spoke, massive amounts of sand surged from the lake below, creeping stealthily toward Rinjin's feet.
But its little scheme was useless against Rinjin, who also mastered Magnet Release.
Lifting his right foot lightly, Rinjin nimbly sidestepped, dodging the sand trying to entangle his massive feet.
When one move failed, Shukaku stupidly opened its mouth wide, blue-violet chakra gathering madly in front of it.
Clearly, this guy was preparing to fire a Tailed Beast Ball at Rinjin.
Facing the rapidly forming Tailed Beast Ball, Rinjin not only didn't react—he actually looked disappointed.
This One-Tail Shukaku looked pretty impressive, but really was just so-so.
No!
Should say that except for the kitty, all other Tailed Beasts basically just had those two moves: brawling and Tailed Beast Balls.
If you wanted real variety and skill, you had to look at Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama.
At least fighting those two, he could still feel what pain meant, what struggle was.
And when it came to piloting mechas, he only respected Senju Hashirama—
Susanoo over a fox looked big, but Kurama was only seventy to eighty meters tall.
Hashirama's Wood Buddha could grab it with one hand!
Think about it—even the Ten-Tails was only around a thousand meters.
Being able to grab Kurama with one hand, with a wooden avatar on top roughly Kurama's size,
calculating the Wood Buddha as eight heads tall, Hashirama's Wood Buddha was at least over five hundred meters—not even counting the countless fists sprouting from its back.
Now that's what you call true size domination! (Strategic lean back)
Facing the nearly formed Tailed Beast Ball, Rinjin spaced out for the first time in ages.
However, a perfectly timed explosion from a tricky angle interrupted Rinjin's daydreaming.
Behind them in Amegakure, a series of fiery explosions erupted.
Seeing this, Rinjin's brow furrowed instantly, his eyes staring straight at the village.
Beside him, the Tailed Beast Ball radiating terrifying power blasted out, shooting straight for his face.
Rinjin still frowned at the village direction, and under Sunagakure's shocked gazes, casually raised his arm and swatted the Tailed Beast Ball away like a fly.
The only thing that could possibly hurt Rinjin about Tailed Beast Balls was maybe damaging his free black combat suit.
If it blew up his shirt, whatever—
the key issue was if his pants got destroyed, that'd be trouble.
At that point, the young ladies coming to Amegakure for no-holds-barred combat technique exchanges might just tear down the city walls.
Back to the point...
With his exceptional eyesight and towering height advantage, Rinjin quickly spotted the troublemaker in the village—
a young man in black ninja gear, armored vest, and mesh undergarment, leading a squad of elite ninja in battle against Amegakure forces.
"Rii, return to defend the village! If you don't protect the families properly, you fail!"
His booming voice rang out.
In the distance, Rii, who was continuously unleashing ninjutsu, immediately spat out a massive fireball and nodded.
Then Rinjin turned to look at the still-nervous One-Tail Shukaku, his lips curling into a cruel smile.
"Now, let me play with you guys!"
With that, Rinjin pressed his hands together, forming the Ram seal.
"Shadow Clone Jutsu!"
His deep voice fell, and beside the giant Rinjin, two massive clouds of white smoke suddenly exploded.
In the next second, two special shadow clones burst from the smoke, charging toward Sunagakure's position.
Seeing this scene, the entire Sunagakure force was completely dumbfounded.
What the hell is this thing???
The giant already turned Shukaku into a long-range damage dealer, and now you're using shadow clones too??
This behavior was like:
knowing a girl's wearing fifteen layers of iron underwear, and you still pull out a pack of Pop Rocks!
You're just finding new ways to be a pervert!
Facing the two giants charging toward their position, Sunagakure ninja's fighting spirit completely collapsed.
Their side had been fighting their asses off, and the enemy was just playing around!
What's the point of fighting anymore!
Might as well go home and farm!
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