Kurama sliced off the Summoning Beast’s head with a single, clean stroke of his kunai.
Now, only Tendo and the Preta Path remained.
"Instant Technique?" Tendo muttered to himself, bewildered.
That couldn’t be it. If it were a simple Body Flicker, his Rinnegan would have tracked it. They shared a visual network, after all.
But Kurama... he had just vanished and reappeared in front of the Animal Path in a blink.
Lightning-fast.
Deadly.
The kunai repelled earlier by Tendo’s Shinra Tensei wasn’t ordinary. It had the Flying Thunder God seal etched into its handle.
As soon as Tendo deflected the kunai, Kurama warped to it—teleporting directly to the Animal Path and decapitating him with zero resistance.
Nagato, the true puppeteer behind Pain, was shaken.
"Damn it... The masked freak was right. This man nad Kurama isn’t soone to take lightly."
Kurama mockingly clapped his hands.
"That’s it? Co on, I was hoping for a fight. You’re supposed to be gods, right? Entertain !"
"Bastard," Tendo snarled, a rare break from his godlike composure.
Kurama had already eliminated four Pains like it was child’s play.
"Universal Pull!"
Tendo yanked Kurama toward him with maximum force.
The mont Kurama got pulled in, Preta Path latched onto him from behind.
Chakra started draining.
"Oh? So you’re the one who sucks chakra. Finally, so foreplay," Kurama said with a devilish grin.
He’d been saving his chakra-based techniques just for this.
Preta Path had no idea what was coming.
"This guy’s chakra... what the hell is this?!"
He tried absorbing it, but Kurama’s chakra was like an ocean—massive, torrential, infinite.
He felt like he was sipping a tsunami through a straw.
"Let help you out!"
Kurama smiled and willingly poured more chakra into him.
Preta Path panicked. "No, wait—stop! I can’t take—"
"Oh, you’re gonna take it. You said you wanted it. Don’t act shy now."
With a brutal surge, Kurama pumped raw chakra into him.
Preta Path’s body started bloating, expanding grotesquely.
He looked like a damned balloon.
"NOOOOO—"
BOOM!
He exploded like an overfilled water balloon—chunks flying, blood misting the sky.
Gone.
Four down. One more to go.
Tendo’s Rinnegan narrowed, his stoic mask cracking.
He had never seen Preta Path fail to absorb chakra before.
But Kurama wasn’t fazed. He looked completely untouched.
"Boring. Just you left now," Kurama taunted, arms wide open.
Tendo remained composed, though his mind was anything but.
No one had ever dismantled the Six Paths of Pain this fast.
"You’re strong," he admitted. "But this ends now."
Tendo hurled a black sphere into the sky.
Imdiately, the ground began to tremble.
Rocks, trees, debris—everything got pulled upward toward the sphere.
Kurama floated effortlessly.
Tendo clapped his hands together, shouting:
"Chibaku Tensei!"
His ultimate move. Planetary Devastation.
The sa technique that once sealed the Ten-Tails and created the moon itself.
Kurama hovered above, unfazed.
"Hey, did that masked freak tell you I’m a Perfect Jinchūriki?"
Tendo said nothing.
The masked man—Madara or whatever na he went by—did warn him.
Kurama had full control of the Nine-Tails.
But why did Kurama ntion him? Had they t before?
If so, this man knew more than he should.
Kurama smiled coldly.
"So you know I’ve got the Nine-Tails. But did he tell you I’ve got more?"
He held out his hand. A glowing orb of magma began forming in his palm.
"Lava Style: Tailed Beast Bomb."
He was tapping into the Four-Tails’ chakra now—Son Gokū’s power.
The massive, molten orb pulsed violently.
Magma flowed within it, glowing like a sun about to explode.
The earth itself groaned beneath its power.
Tendo stared wide-eyed. "You... have other tailed beasts’ power?"
Kurama’s smirk widened.
"Scared, little god? Didn’t expect a devil to have tricks too, huh?"
With a flick of his wrist, he hurled the Lava Tailed Beast Bomb into the sky, straight into the growing satellite of Chibaku Tensei.
BOOOOOOOM!
A violent explosion rocked the sky.
The satellite disintegrated into flaming debris. The shockwave shattered trees below.
Kurama remained suspended in mid-air, calm, wings spread wide behind him.
Blue and purple wings—Star Chakra Wings from the old Star Village training technique.
Only now, they were enhanced by dark red Nine-Tails chakra, creating an otherworldly aura.
Tendo Payne stared, speechless.
His ultimate technique—nullified.
Nagato, controlling everything from afar, felt his stomach sink.
His connection to the battlefield told him what just happened: Planetary Devastation was useless.
He didn’t have the chakra reserves to fully unleash its power through a puppet body.
Kurama descended slowly.
"Yo, still calling yourself a god? Because right now, you look more like a priest who lost his whole choir."
Tendo’s fists clenched.
"Bastard..."
Kurama sighed dramatically.
"Co on, this is getting tedious. How about you stop sending the puppets and co face yourself, Nagato?"
Tendo’s eyes twitched.
He knows.
He actually knows.
Kurama grinned darkly.
"Yeah, I know you’re just a puppet. I know you’re sitting sowhere safe, thinking you’re untouchable. I also know you’ve got red hair, busted legs, and a god complex bigger than your hideout."
Nagato froze. That description was eerily accurate.
How the hell did Kurama know?
Kurama shrugged.
"Don’t worry, I haven’t counted the number of hairs on your ass. Yet."
Tendo gritted his teeth. This man was mocking him. Humiliating him.
And worst of all, enjoying it.
Kurama’s eyes glinted with a mixture of boredom and bloodlust.
"So... are we done with this puppet show? Or do I need to beat the truth out of you one last ti?"
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