Tendo Pain wanted to ascend and unleash devastation from the skies.
Unfortunately, he never got the chance.
His feet had just left the ground, beginning to rise into the air, when a strange black seal lit up beneath all six of the Paths of Pain.
Mid-air, Tendo's eyes widened.
"What is this? A space-time barrier? No! Retreat, now!"
But his warning came too late.
The barrier flared.
A flash of light—
—and all six paths vanished.
Even Tendo, who had been hovering above, was gone.
Back in Konoha, Mikoto and Kushina exchanged a glance.
"Lord Kurama... was that your doing?" Mikoto asked, still wide-eyed.
Kurama smirked lazily. "Yeah. Had it set up in advance. Just waiting for those freaks to step in."
Kushina twirled a strand of red hair and sniffed at it with a soft huff.
"Where'd you send them?"
"Somewhere nice and sunny," Kurama teased, giving them a look. "Far from Konoha. Don't worry."
"We'll leave it to you, then," Mikoto nodded.
Kushina pouted, brushing her hair back with mock annoyance. "Tch. That idiot only shows up to play solo. Let's go, Mikoto. Leave him to his mess."
Mikoto giggled softly, understanding Kushina all too well.
Far from the village, Nagato sat still, focused, but a little surprised.
A space-time jutsu that powerful? So Kurama had been expecting this.
He frowned.
"Fine then, Kurama. You won't escape me this time. Let's take your Tailed Beast."
Nagato's chakra flared. No matter how far his Six Paths had been thrown, his link with them remained. The power of the Hashirama cells coursed through him, giving him even greater control over the Rinnegan puppets.
He narrowed his eyes.
"There. I can feel them. Kurama's with them. Time to go."
The desert heat shimmered.
Pain's Six Paths stood disoriented, sand whipping around them.
Konoha's forests were gone. In their place: an endless wasteland.
And Kurama.
Standing tall, arms crossed, that damn smug look on his face.
"You!" Tendo growled. "I didn't think you'd follow us."
Kurama chuckled. "I don't like leaving undead freaks unattended."
"Then let's see if you're strong enough to handle us."
The Paths of Pain moved into formation.
Kurama's eyes glowed crimson.
A Mangekyō Sharingan pattern spiraled into place.
Tendo flinched. "That eye... Mangekyō? That's impossible! The intel said nothing about Sharingan."
Of course it didn't. Obito—Madara, as they called him—didn't know either.
Behind the Human and Naraka Paths, a spiraling void opened.
It expanded, warping the air with space-time pressure.
"No!" Naraka Path tried to jump—but too late.
Both Paths were sucked in.
The vortex crushed and twisted them. Flesh, chakra receivers, bone—scattered to the winds.
Kurama brushed his hands together. "Two down. Not even a challenge. Got more of you in storage? Maybe a hundred?"
The other Pains watched silently, fury masked beneath impassive faces.
He had just erased two of them.
Tendo's voice was grave. "Universal Pull."
Asura Path moved, blades sprouting from his back.
Kurama's body was yanked forward by gravity, aimed straight at Asura's weapons.
It looked dire.
But lightning crackled across his body—the armor of the Third Raikage merged with Nine-Tails chakra. His personal defense, absolute.
The blades shattered on contact.
Kurama sneered. "Cute attempt."
He grabbed Asura Path's face and slammed it into the ground.
Boom.
Metal and flesh exploded outward.
Shattered. Useless. Dead.
Shura Path—eliminated.
"Damn it!"
Three Paths remained.
Tendo snarled, arms spread. "Shinra Tensei!"
A powerful wave burst outward.
Kurama was launched back, skidding across sand.
But he stood, unscathed.
He dusted his shoulder. "Come on, brother, that's all you've got?"
Tendo's frown deepened.
He'd used full force, and Kurama didn't even flinch.
Three Paths left: Animal Path, Tendo, and Preta Path.
"Summoning Jutsu!"
Animal Path called forth undead dogs, massive rhinos, and a monstrous eagle.
They roared across the sands.
Kurama extended his arms—massive dark-red chakra limbs burst from his back, swatting summons like flies.
Crushed.
"What, no Monkey King Enma in there?"
The Immortal Hound reassembled, relentless.
Kurama rolled his eyes. "Kill the summoner, kill the summon."
Kunai flashed—fast, deadly.
Multiplied by Shuriken Shadow Clone Jutsu.
The air filled with whistling death.
Tendo stepped forward. "Shinra Tensei!"
The repulsion saved Animal Path—barely.
Not that it mattered.
The second the kunai bounced off, Kurama was already behind Animal Path.
"Yo."
One hand. Chop.
Head off.
Dead.
Only two remained.
Tendo shook his head, disbelief clear.
Kurama had been far away just a second ago.
That speed—it wasn't Body Flicker.
Even with the Rinnegan's enhanced perception, he couldn't track it.
It was something else.
Something terrifying.
Kurama didn't even look winded.
"You gods are real disappointing."
He cracked his neck and stepped forward.
Tendo raised a hand, preparing another Shinra Tensei, but Kurama was already gone.
Behind him.
He whispered, "Boom."
And slammed his knee into Tendo's back.
The force cratered the ground.
Tendo tumbled across the sand, coughing up blood.
Blood splattered the dunes.
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