The Seven-Tails was utterly bewildered.
It had only been cooperating with its Jinchuriki to cause a commotion and stop the others from pursuing the mysterious ninja who had taken Danzo and the Rinnegan hostage.
It had planned to rampage for a bit, just long enough to buy some time.
Then it could retreat.
After all, under normal circumstances, there weren't many ninjas who could stop a Tailed Beast determined to escape.
Especially not Chōmei, the only one capable of flying.
In theory, as long as it flew high enough, no one could do anything to it.
But sometimes, disaster struck without warning.
The dozens of Adamantine Sealing Chains that blocked and coiled around it had appeared far too suddenly!
They locked down the Seven-Tails in an instant, robbing it of its chance to take to the skies and escape the fight.
Even worse, the dozens of pairs of Sharingan that had suddenly lit up surrounded the Seven-Tails from every direction, leaving it no way to avoid their gaze and plunging it into Genjutsu in an instant.
Only then did the Seven-Tails realize what had happened.
Those many Uzumaki and Uchiha ninjas must have been lying in wait nearby for a long time.
They had been waiting for it to walk right into their trap.
At the same time.
The sudden appearance of so many Uzumaki and Uchiha ninjas startled all the foreign ninjas nearby.
They couldn't believe that the monster they feared like the plague had been subdued so easily by Konoha.
At that moment.
They finally understood just how powerful the world's most formidable military force truly was.
The Ninja Way Tournament was one thing; war was another.
One was a sporting event. The other was the true measure of a village's standing in the world.
Konoha might have