Killer B began communicating with the Eight-Tails inside his mind.
"Mm. Very strong."
The Eight-Tails's tone was grim, full of wariness. "If there were no restrictions, the Nine-Tails could fight several Tailed Beasts at once on its own. It has that kind of strength."
"Then I'm looking forward to fighting it even more. I'll show it just how strong I am, that idiot Nine-Tails, you fool."
Killer B kept talking in his rap-like rhythm. Black lines crept across the Eight-Tails's forehead, and a very, very, very large drop of sweat hung there, showing just how worried it was. But at this point, it could only do its best to help Killer B fight the Nine-Tails, even if the Nine-Tails was the strongest of the nine Tailed Beasts.
"Nine-Tails, give our enemies a little greeting gift. One good, powerful Tailed Beast Bomb will do."
Pointing toward Kumogakure's formation, Ronglin blinked and told the Nine-Tails to give the other side a greeting gift.
A greeting gift meant a Tailed Beast Bomb?
The originally serious expressions of the people around him instantly turned incredibly strange. Tsunade included, every single one of them stared at Ronglin in stunned silence. This counted as a greeting gift?
"Yes, my lord!!"
The Nine-Tails froze for a moment, then revealed a smile—a sly smile, with a hint of relief in it. The Nine-Tails had almost forgotten how long it had been since it had freely unleashed a Tailed Beast Bomb.
Being under Madara's control did not count. Back then, the Nine-Tails had been nothing more than a puppet.
"Roar!!!"
Under the astonished gazes of countless people from Konoha, the Nine-Tails raised its head and looked toward Kumogakure's formation. Low growls rumbled from its mouth. Even as a Tailed Beast, it still could not completely escape the category of