"Tailed beast versus monster, perfect match, yeah!"
"Be careful, B. Something dangerous is coming."
The Eight-Tails, who had been handling the battle against Mōryō with relative ease, suddenly felt a surge of unease. He quickly warned Killer B, who was still rapping in the mental space.
"!"
Just like the Eight-Tails, Mōryō sensed the same threat at the exact same moment. And this feeling was far more intense for him, because he was the one being targeted this time.
"Why is she here? That guy said he would hold her back with the leader. Those two bastards."
Following the source of the crisis, Mōryō also caught sight of the figure that had already given him some psychological trauma. But at this point, he did not even have the energy to curse Obito.
Because right now, the massive Rasengan in Furina's hand in the sky served as an excellent calming effect for him. Realizing he had most likely been sold out, Mōryō did not hesitate at all to flee.
His gigantic body moved a great distance in the blink of an eye. Yet even so, that sense of crisis never lessened—in fact, it continued to grow stronger, constantly stimulating Mōryō's nerves.
"Why do you always try to leave the moment we meet? Then let me see you off properly."
At this moment, Furina had still not exited Sage Mode. A large amount of senjutsu chakra continuously gathered into the Rasengan in her hand.
After the Rasengan gradually reached around twenty to thirty meters in size, it slowly stopped expanding. Then, instead, it began to shrink. A few seconds later, only a small ball smaller than a normal Rasengan remained at Furina's fingertip. She formed a finger-gun gesture.
Although the miniaturized Rasengan looked completely harmless, the Eight-Tails watching from not far away had a feeling: if this technique were aimed at him, he would most likely be dead.
"Biu."
After providing her own sound effect, the compressed Rasengan at her fingertip shot toward the distant Mōryō. In just an instant, the compressed Rasengan crossed the vast distance between them and struck directly at the center of Mōryō's body.
Under Mōryō's somewhat terrified gaze, the massive explosion instantly engulfed his body. All he could manage was a piercing wail—nothing more.
When the explosion's flames dissipated, only scorched earth remained at the spot. The once-overwhelming Mōryō seemed to have been completely obliterated by this single strike.
.....
Two kilometers away from the explosion site, a grotesquely shaped monster was struggling along its path. Compared to before, Mōryō's aura was now clearly extremely weak. His previously tailed-beast-like size had shrunk to roughly that of an ordinary person.
He looked as if he might dissipate at any moment.
"Damn bastards, I won't die. Later, I will definitely make all of you pay."
Thanks to his own characteristics, Mōryō had escaped at the very last moment before completely losing the ability to resist—similar to an octopus detaching a limb. But just as he was cursing under his breath, a familiar voice came from beside him, instantly giving him a chill down his spine.
"What did you say?"
Stiffly turning his head, he saw Furina sitting on a nearby rock, looking at him with a mocking expression. Even after noticing he had seen her, she waved at him casually, as if greeting him.
The key problem was that Mōryō had not detected even the slightest hint of movement. Who knew how long she had already been standing there?