Naruto: I'm Nine-Tails and My Host is Kushina-Chapter 156

The Three-Tails inside Yagura was forcefully extracted by Kurama.

Without a Tailed Beast, a Jinchūriki's fate was already sealed.

Death.

Yagura's lifeless body collapsed onto the battlefield, his once-glowing eyes now dull and empty.

"Mizukage-sama!"

The remaining Mist shinobi cried out in despair.

Their leader—their pillar of strength—was gone.

If even Yagura, the Fourth Mizukage, fell, what hope did they have?

Kurama dusted off his hands, showing no sympathy or remorse. His expression remained cold, detached.

"This is how the world works."

His crimson, slit-like pupils scanned the battlefield, locking onto the surviving Mist shinobi.

"So... what now?"

No one dared to meet his gaze. Those monstrous eyes radiated an overwhelming aura of bloodlust.

Their enemy was beyond powerful.

"We can't give up!" A voice cut through the tension. Ao, the last hope of Kirigakure's forces, clenched his fists. "We must fight to the end!"

His words rang hollow.

Raiga, one of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen, was the first to act, refusing to stand idle. He channeled his Lightning Release into his twin blades and surged forward.

"Lightning Release: False Darkness!"

A web of blue-white lightning crackled through the battlefield, aiming straight for Kurama.

The air sizzled. The stench of ozone filled the area.

For a moment, silence.

Then—the attack dispersed upon impact.

Not a single scratch on Kurama.

Raiga's eyes widened in horror. "Impossible!"

How many shinobi had fallen to his lightning? How many had he killed effortlessly?

Yet, this man stood before him, unaffected.

Kurama smirked. "Lightning Release Chakra Mode."

He flexed his fingers, his entire body sparking with electricity. The power he had taken from the Third Raikage was now his own.

"Your attack is useless, boy."

Raiga gritted his teeth. "Bastard! You dare mock me?"

His pride as one of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen burned within him. He refused to be humiliated.

Ignoring Ao's desperate warnings, he charged once more, twin blades crackling with energy.

Kurama's eyes flickered.

The Sharingan's tomoe spun.

And then—

They shifted.

From the three tomoe to an intricate, ringed pattern.

"Mangekyō Sharingan... Kamui!"

A vortex of spiraling space formed around Raiga.

"W-What the hell is this?!"

His body was being pulled in—no, shredded.

Like a black hole swallowing its prey.

"No! This can't—"

The sound of tearing flesh.

The battlefield was silent.

Then—

A wet splatter.

Blood painted the earth.

Raiga was gone. Not even a corpse remained.

"Damn you!" Ao's voice trembled with fury.

His comrade—one of Kirigakure's most fearsome warriors—had been erased in mere moments.

The remaining Mist shinobi stood frozen. First Yagura, now Raiga.

Two of their most powerful warriors had fallen in quick succession.

Panic settled in.

Their faith, their resolve—it crumbled.

Even Ao, usually the voice of reason, felt his body go cold.

Danzo, watching from a safe distance, could barely contain his smirk.

"Going against Lord Kurama is nothing but suicide."

The battlefield was littered with corpses. What once was a proud Mist shinobi army had been reduced to mere dozens.

Survivors trembled in fear. Some barely clung to their weapons. Others had lost the will to fight entirely.

"Retreat!" someone shouted.

But was escape even an option?

Kurama had no intention of leaving any survivors.

Three massive chakra arms shot forward, grabbing Danzo and two of his Root members.

As he ascended, a pair of glowing blue-violet wings spread from his back. Dark red chakra layered over them, pulsating with unearthly energy.

This was the power of the Meteorite Chakra—the legacy of Hoshigakure.

Kurama hovered above the battlefield, looking down at the shinobi below.

Like a god gazing upon insects.

Ao's heart pounded in his chest.

This wasn't just power. It was something beyond human.

"Last time, Ao, you survived my attack by sheer luck." Kurama's voice dripped with amusement. "Let's see if you can do it again."

Ao's blood ran cold.

This moment—this oppressive feeling—was all too familiar.

A memory buried deep within him resurfaced.

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"Everyone, run!" he roared.

But it was pointless.

Kurama raised a single hand.

A black sphere of swirling energy formed above his palm.

A Tailed Beast Bomb.

Bigger than anything they had seen before.

So large, it blocked out the sky.

The Mist shinobi below could not even see where it ended.

Some collapsed to their knees, accepting their fate.

Others tried to flee, though they knew it was hopeless.

There was no escape.

Kurama released the bomb.

It fell like a meteor.

The moment it touched the ground—

Boom.

A deafening explosion rocked the battlefield.

A shockwave blasted outward, leveling everything in its wake.

Mountains crumbled.

Forests were erased.

A massive mushroom cloud rose into the sky, visible for miles.

The battlefield? Gone.

The Mist shinobi? Gone.

Not a single survivor remained.

A crater, vast and unerasable, scarred the land.

Danzo and his two Root members stared in awe. Their bodies trembled.

They had witnessed power beyond comprehension.

"Lord Kurama... truly is a god among men," Danzo murmured. He swallowed hard, beads of sweat forming on his wrinkled face.

Had they been on the ground, they would have perished as well.

Kurama turned to them, a smirk forming on his lips.

"Danzo, you did well this time. I expect the same in the future."

Danzo's face lit up with twisted delight. "Serving you is an honor, Lord Kurama."

With a wave of his hand, Kurama dismissed them.

Danzo and his men vanished into the forest, eager to spread word of their leader's triumph.

Kurama, satisfied, turned his gaze westward.

"Now then... time to reunite with my students."

Obito, Rin, Kakashi—

Their paths would cross again soon.

Far away, in the ruins of Kirigakure's temporary outpost, an aging man sat frozen.

Genji, one of the village elders, clenched his trembling fists.

He had heard the explosion.

Felt the earth shake.

The direction...

"Mizukage-sama..."

He turned to his aides, voice weak. "Send a scouting team... immediately."

A foreboding sense of dread crept into his heart.

Deep down, he already knew.

There would be nothing left to find

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