Chapter 75. Tensouunryu Style

As the distant roar echoed, fear swept through the onlooking Kirigakure.

The collapsing rocks scattered like kunai in all directions, making it impossible for anyone to approach.

"Is this the power of tailed beast transformation?"

"Is this the strength of Susanoo?"

"It's on par with the three tails."

Even Mei's usually composed face turned pale. The strength displayed by both Natsuki and the Mizukage surpassed her knowledge.

Susanoo and Isobu were locked in a fierce struggle, neither able to overpower the other.

"You maggot! You were the one who controlled the Nine-Tails during the Konoha Attack! And now, you're using the same trick to manipulate the Mizukage! Dare to remove your mask!?" Natsuki's voice thundered, echoing through Kirigakure Village.

"Mizukage-sama is being controlled?"

"The same person who controlled Konoha's Nine-Tails?"

"Is this for real?"

Many residents of Kirigakure, drawn by the commotion, gathered to witness the unfolding events.

Some only caught snippets of noise, while others heard someone claiming to be Uchiha Madara.

The Mizukage of Kirigakure, their own village, was now engaged in a battle against a Uchiha.

And now, shockingly, news spread that their Mizukage was being manipulated.

Obito was stunned! 'How did Natsuki learn about his involvement in the Nine-Tails Attack?'

Seizing the moment, Natsuki used his eye power on it.

"Wake up!"

Isobu hesitated but was promptly pushed away by Susanoo.

Observing its momentary pause, Obito intensified his efforts and reasserted control over it.

"Command..."

Natsuki winced, his eyes stinging as tears of blood streamed down his face.

He seethed with anger at the realization that his illusion skills were so ineffective that Yagura remained unconscious despite his efforts.

The use of the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan was too simple. If other wielders witnessed it, they would likely find it laughable.

Natsuki pondered the situation.

He's at his limit. If he keeps pushing, the secret of the Eternal Mangekyo will be laid bare.

"Your eyes are uncomfortable, right? I wonder how much power you still have?"

Obito's grim voice cut through the air. Witnessing Natsuki's eyes shedding tears of blood, Obito's tone exuded determination.

Standing in the field with his arms folded, Obito projected an air of complete control. 

Natsuki, struck by inspiration, feigned weakness, covering his eyes and panting heavily.

Susanoo also reverted to a form of flesh and blood. The weapons in its hands slowly dissipated.

Obito inwardly sneered, just as he anticipated.

"Roar!"

He roared angrily, his entire body trembling. "The final blow!"

Susanoo regained its composure, donning its armor and solidifying its weapons.

Obito, observing Natsuki's desperate demeanor, couldn't help but smirk mockingly.

Buzz, buzz...

A purple-black-tailed beast jade began to condense in front of its mouth.

As Obito stood confidently, Natsuki felt a sense of certainty.

"Tensouunryu Style!"

The name of Natsuki's eye technique echoed, and his power surged into Susanoo's weapon.

Susanoo's weapon seemed to be shrouded in a layer of ethereal light and shadow, causing the space nearby to tremble.

Natsuki swung his sword, aiming directly at Obito!

A faint smirk lingered at the corner of Obito's mouth – with his eye, could Natsuki truly harm him?

As the sword descended, Obito's heart raced with frantic warnings!

A surge of terror and despair, a sensation is only known when the mangekyo bloomed!

How can this be!?

Following his instinct, Obito instantly lost control over the Mizukage.

"Izanagi!"

Stab...

A sound reminiscent of shattering glass.

There was no deafening noise or billowing smoke. Silently, a massive hollow, fifty meters deep, appeared on the ground, resembling an abyss.

Its edges were as smooth as a mirror as if erased with an eraser.

The figure pretending to be Madara vanished entirely from the scene. Those present stood collectively speechless, their expressions frozen in horror.

Several individuals' legs gave way, and they sank to the ground.

Yagura regained control of his body, because Obito released Izanagi, canceling the Tailed Beast transformation.

If the Tailed Beast Ball were to explode in the village, Kirigakure would endure heavy losses.

Yagura, reverting from his tailed beast form, gazed silently at the hollow Natsuki had created, unable to find words.

Phew, finally squashed that bug!

Natsuki distanced himself from Susanoo, visibly fatigued. When he had activated his mangekyo in the dream space, his eye power was intact.

Upon returning, he had given his power to Fugaku, refraining from utilizing the Tensouunryu to its fullest.

He hadn't anticipated the difficulty of using it with incomplete power. Nevertheless, felling Obito to death once had been undeniably satisfying.

A profound silence hung in the air. He glanced around, observing that those nearby stood like wooden sculptures, utterly stunned.

Natsuki furrowed his brow. Wasn't it Mei's turn to step forward and deliver her lines?

Why was she just standing there?

"Ahem!" He coughed.

Mei jolted back to awareness. Stepping forward, she first cast a fearful glance at the hollow and then addressed Yagura.

"Mizukage-sama! Due to you being under genjutsu control, the village suffered significant losses."

"I went to Konoha to seek assistance from the deputy chief of the Uchiha clan. He came to our aid, unlocking the genjutsu affecting Mizukage!"

Yagura was aware when he was under control, fully aware of his actions, the anger, and desperation that consumed him.

As the village's perfect Jinchuuriki, he had been manipulated through illusions, becoming a puppet in someone else's hands. The entirety of Kirigakure lay in ruins.

This stain on his record was something he could never wash away in his lifetime.

However, Yagura's face displayed little emotion. Numbness pervaded him as he observed the hollow caused by Natsuki.

'What if that blow had struck me?'

Yagura shuddered, seemingly awakening from a trance.

After a prolonged silence, Yagura sighed deeply, then cast a profound look at Natsuki.

"All Kirigakure officials, assemble for a meeting."

Having spoken, Goju Yagura paid no mind to the onlookers or the complex expressions of the Kirigakure residents.

Having reached a decision, he led the way towards the village meeting room.

The Kirigakure residents dispersed one by one, casting silent glances at Natsuki as they departed, a mix of awe and fear in their eyes.

Once Natsuki surrendered the stage, he quietly sought out the whereabouts of Kisame.

However, Kisame lay on the ground, and Samehada lay discarded beside him.

The vast hollow nearby paled in comparison to the void that seemed to occupy his heart.

Fake

Fake

Uchiha Madara is nothing but a fake

What is the truth of this world?

At this moment, Kisame's gaze met Natsuki's face.

"Hey, ever thought about joining my crew and chilling with me? No need to worry about food. No need to betray your comrades or spill their blood."

Kisame's shark-like eyes shifted slowly.

He sat up.

Kisame regarded Natsuki with a playful smile, then glanced at the nearby hollow.

These two things seemed impossible to reconcile.

"What are you going to do?" Kisame's voice was dry.

"If I lack the ability, I'll lie low. If I possess the strength, I'll do as I please," He responded with a smile.

Kisame started to speak, but the image of the girl flashed in his mind.

"Your life must be very hard."

Kisame lay back down.

"If it's too hard, forget it."

Natsuki smiled and remained silent.

"Kisame." A gentle voice echoed in his ears.

'Hallucination?' Kisame was initially skeptical, yet he still followed the sound and turned his head.

Miru tilted her head and said to Kisame: "We made a pact, let's share a meal together."