"Hm."
The expressions of the two turned serious slightly.
They knew exactly how terrifying Shiki was.
There was no point hesitating any longer.
Almost at the same time, they directly triggered Tailed Beast Transformation.
However, neither of them was a perfect Jinchūriki. Their control over the tailed beasts was far from absolute—the chakra within their bodies surged violently, the beasts themselves clearly struggling to break free.
"Is this your trump card?"
Shiki narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the roaring figures emerging from lava and steam. He casually raised his blade, pointing it straight at the two tailed beasts.
"In that case, let me crush your hopes completely."
You think two tailed beasts are enough to defeat me?
How naïve.
"Shishi Odoshi — Chimaki!"
Shiki stomped heavily on the ground.
A deafening dragon's roar erupted instantly.
From beneath the earth, a massive rock dragon burst forth—its presence not inferior to that of a tailed beast. It surged forward with overwhelming momentum, roaring as it charged straight toward the Four-Tails and Five-Tails.
"Lava Release — Flower-Fruit Mountain!"
The Four-Tails, Son Gokū, slammed both fists into the ground.
In an instant, scorching lava erupted like a tsunami, flooding the battlefield. The heat distorted the air itself.
Seeing the lava rapidly spreading, shinobi from both Konoha and Iwagakure retreated at full speed. No one dared to be careless.
"Boil Release: Unrivalled Strength!"
The Five-Tails, Kokuō, resembling a massive antelope, lowered his head and charged directly at Shiki with terrifying force.
BOOM!
Shiki was pushed back dozens of meters, his feet carving long trenches into the ground.
"Tch… Son Gokū, can't you keep your lava under control?"
Kokuō came to a stop and glanced at the lava flooding the battlefield, then shot an annoyed look toward the Four-Tails.
"Hah!"
Son Gokū snorted disdainfully, clearly uninterested in responding.
Just as Kokuō was about to say something else, both tailed beasts suddenly froze.
The Shiki they had just knocked away… was already standing again.
"This power…!"
Both the Four-Tails and Five-Tails stared at Shiki simultaneously.
As tailed beasts, their perception far surpassed that of humans. From Shiki's body, they sensed something deeply unsettling—something that made their hearts tremble instinctively.
"What is this aura…?"
"I've never felt anything like it."
Facing their gazes, Shiki spoke calmly, almost indifferently.
"That's enough."
After dragging this out for so long, he had no intention of continuing to waste time.
"Next, I'll end this war completely."
"Don't get cocky, brat!"
Son Gokū roared angrily.
Meanwhile, Kokuō's expression remained cautious—his instincts screaming danger.
"Ground Roll."
Shiki dropped down, driving his sword into the earth with a backhand motion.
"Sekai yo… kaware!" (Change the world)
BOOM—RUMBLE—RUMBLE—!
The roar did not stop.
The entire battlefield was violently affected by the power of the Fuwa Fuwa no Mi.
"This—?!"
The eyes of both tailed beasts widened at the same time.
The ground rolled and twisted violently. The land itself began to deform as if alive.
Countless massive rocks surged upward, flowing endlessly and converging around the Four-Tails and Five-Tails. Watching the two tailed beasts roar and struggle within the torrent of stone, the shinobi observing from afar fell silent.
"What kind of power is this…?"
"The earth… is being overturned!"
"Is this the Golden Lion…?!"
This kind of casual, world-altering force was what truly made people's hearts pound in fear.
"BANG! BANG! BANG!"
The Four-Tails and Five-Tails desperately tried to push back the rock flow, even preparing to condense Tailed Beast Bombs.
But the living rock gave them no chance.
It continuously disrupted their chakra flow, preventing them from gathering enough chakra to fire.
Within this land completely controlled by Shiki's Fuwa Fuwa no Mi, the Four-Tails and Five-Tails felt as though they were resisting the very heavens and earth themselves.
There was no way to fight back.
"Earth Style — Endless Grand Seal!"
Shiki brought his hands together.
The entire battlefield seemed to boil.
Even with their combined strength, the Four-Tails and Five-Tails could barely struggle any longer. Under this technique, all resistance was crushed.
The surging rock swallowed them whole.
Tailed beasts are not afraid of death. Even if destroyed, they will eventually revive somewhere in the ninja world.
That is why…
To deal with tailed beasts, sealing is the only true solution.
Shiki's Endless Grand Seal was a technique created specifically for that purpose.
Calling it a sealing jutsu was accurate—but in reality, it was simply the overwhelming application of the Fuwa Fuwa no Mi, burying the tailed beasts under an endless mass of controlled matter.
In a way, it resembled Chibaku Tensei—minus the gravitational core.
With a calm motion, Shiki dusted off his hands, sheathed his sword, and looked ahead.
The Four-Tails and Five-Tails were gone.
In their place stood two exaggeratedly large mounds of earth.
"…You monster."
Ōnoki endured the pain in his shattered leg and once again activated Light-Weight Rock Technique, floating into the air.
He stared at Shiki with an ugly expression.
When had such a monster appeared in the ninja world?
Just last year, Ōnoki had mocked Kumogakure more than once—laughing at how they fought for an entire year without a single decisive victory.
Now, he understood.
Against an opponent like this, winning even once would be a miracle.
Casually brushing the dust from his clothes, Shiki looked up at the floating Ōnoki, surprise flickering briefly in his eyes.
"Yo—just as I thought. Losing your legs really doesn't affect you at all."
"..."
If he could, Ōnoki would have ordered a full assault alongside Konoha's forces.
But reason ultimately overpowered anger.
If this continued, Iwagakure would likely be forced to withdraw from the Third Great Ninja War entirely.
That was something Ōnoki could not accept.
"What about Rōshi and Han?"
"Did you kill them?"
Ōnoki's concern for the two Jinchūriki was obvious.
"They?"
Shiki shrugged.
With a wave of his hand, the two earthen mounds began to collapse.
The figures of the tailed beasts were gone—replaced by Rōshi and Han, lying unconscious on the ground.
"They're alive. Just knocked out."
"Hah…"
Seeing that both men were merely unconscious, Ōnoki finally let out a breath of relief.
But hesitation crept into his expression.
As the defeated side, what right did they have to negotiate?
Shiki didn't seem to care.
Instead, he turned his head slightly and glanced toward Hyūga Hiashi.
"Do we have a sealing squad?"
"No. They were all taken away by Jiraiya-sama."
"That idiot really does have more enthusiasm than brains."
"…Uh…"
Hiashi was left speechless.
With Shiki's strength, even if he scolded Jiraiya to his face, no one would dare say a word.
They, however, were different.
No one here dared casually comment on one of the Three Legendary Sannin.
"Fine."
Since there was no sealing team, Shiki waved his hand again...
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