Madara Had an Upset Stomach Last Night

Killer B felt like he was being singled out. Otherwise, why did Naruto and Sasuke each only have one Susanoo chasing them, while three were on his tail?

"Aaaah—"

"Hachi, are you done yet? Hurry up and give me some Chakra!"

Killer B tore through the mountains and forests in a desperate sprint for his life. To be fair, getting chased down and beaten by the Fourth Raikage so often had given him an excellent physique. Even without Chakra, his two thick legs could run incredibly fast.

Killer B: Easy for you to say. If three Gundams were chasing your ass, I guarantee you'd run even faster than me!

"B, give me a little more time. I'm about to condense chakra!" the Eight-Tails transmitted. He was even more anxious than Killer B. If a Jinchuriki lost their tailed beast, the worst that could happen was death. Eighteen years later, he would be a good man again. But the Eight-Tails would be melted down and reforged. That meant truly no chance of revival.

"Idiot, bastard, moron, tell that to the guys behind me!" Killer B howled at the top of his lungs. His calves were about to cramp, but he did not dare stop. The three Susanoo behind him either swung their swords or hammered down with their fists, kicking up clouds of dust along the way.

Susanoo and True Several Thousand Hands were far too conspicuous. Even a fortune-telling blind man could have spotted them. From afar, Minato and Itachi saw the two colossal deities fighting and immediately understood. Mū and the Impure World Reincarnation Jinchuriki in front of them had merely been a diversion meant to hold the two of them back while Madara captured the Eight-Tails and Nine-Tails.

The two went berserk on the spot. One worried about