Capture and Mental Space

The battle that year, Hozuki Gengetsu versus Mu, and the years of chaos that followed the Second Mizukage's death, left an impression on me that I will never forget.

After years of turmoil, the Third barely managed to succeed the position, and to maintain his rule, he initiated the Bloody Mist policy.

From that moment on, I thought to myself: if I ever become Mizukage, I must lead Kirigakure back to its former glory.

Now, the Three-Tails is right before my eyes; this may be the only chance I get in this lifetime.

To stabilize the village and the nation, if not me, Yagura, then who?

"Wind Style: Typhoon!"

Highly compressed Wind Style Chakra condensed in Yagura's hands. The fierce gale swept up the Water Style techniques used by dozens of Mist Ninja, creating an effect similar to a combined jutsu, and slammed into the back shell of the Three-Tails Isobu, causing it to stagger.

After being struck by such a combined force of dozens of people, the Three-Tails merely shook its body; not even a single spike on its shell was broken.

In terms of defense alone, it is the most outstanding among the Tailed Beasts.

Amidst the surging waves, the strange and varied ninjutsu of the Mist Ninja bombarded the Three-Tails, yet they achieved almost nothing, instead completely infuriating the beast.

"ROAR!!!"

No matter how gentle the Three-Tails' temperament might be, it is still a Tailed Beast that symbolizes natural disaster. In its rage, it whipped its three tails around and raised its thick, short neck.

Massive amounts of Chakra surged and gathered.

Yin and Yang Chakra mixed and compressed in its giant maw at a 2:8 ratio into a purple-black sphere, expanding at an incredible speed within the Three-Tails' mouth, ready to fire in an instant.

"I can't let you just fire off a Tailed Beast Bomb like that!"

Karatachi Yagura leaped high into the air, drew a strange staff longer than his own height from his back, and smashed it fiercely onto the head of the Three-Tails.

BOOM!

The incomplete Tailed Beast Bomb detonated inside the Three-Tails' mouth. An illusory sun rose in the sky, and a pillar of water shot up toward the heavens; all the water in the lake seemed to have been shaken into the sky by the explosion, reaching straight into the clouds.

The torrential downpour drenched Yagura's clothes.

"Pfft!"

Disheveled and lying flat on the ground, Yagura coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, calling out to his subordinates with great excitement:

"Sealing Team, Sealing Team, hurry!"

The Kirigakure Sealing Team surrounded the dazed and dizzy Three-Tails, throwing out chains covered in seals to restrain its movements.

"Obito, Yagura succeeded!"

Zetsu slowly rose from the ground, revealing his black-and-white head sandwiched between two Venus flytrap leaves, and said slowly:

"He seems prepared to start sealing the Three-Tails right now. Are you going to control him directly?"

"No!"

Gazing into the distance at the Mist Ninja preparing to seal the Three-Tails into Yagura's body, Obito said with a dismissive tone:

"He can no longer escape my grasp, so let's just let him have his freedom for a little longer.

Nagato and Konan still don't acknowledge my identity as 'Madara'.

When Nagato finishes the Six Paths of Pain and can venture out, I will find an opportunity to control Yagura in front of him, display my power, and dispel his suspicions."

Heaven knows what secret techniques Kirigakure might have; what if Yagura discovers something wrong with the sealed Three-Tails? Can't we avoid some of these complications?

Zetsu felt a bit weary, but since his persona was merely a tool left by Madara to assist Obito, he had to offer insincere praise:

"As expected of you, Obito! Truly astonishing wisdom."

"Call me Lord Madara!"

Obito stood with his hands at his sides. Having become addicted to playing the role of Madara, he was fully immersed in the character, appearing to possess a fraction of Madara's domineering presence.

However, the next second he broke character, his single eye filled with confusion:

"I did everything exactly as Madara taught me, so why was my Eye Power interfered with?"

Frowning, Obito walked into the swirling space vortex without saying another word.

"He," Zetsu's white half-face, which was more lively, finally couldn't help but complain:

"I remember that in the Ninja Info Cards inside Konoha, his 'Wisdom' stat is only 2.

Is Lord Madara sure that handing the plan to him won't result in a total mess?"

"Sigh!"

Black Zetsu's long sigh contained too much helplessness and bitterness.

At the same time, Uchiha Chen, observing from ten miles away from the lake, narrowed his eyes and activated the Transcription Seal.

Drip, drop.

Above his head was endless pitch-black darkness, beneath his feet was pooled water, and in the fog-like darkness before him, a gate of iron that divided the darkness loomed vaguely in the distance.

That's right, this is the mental world connecting the Jinchuriki and the Tailed Beast, as recorded in the village's archives.

Yagura was excited.

He had prepared for this day for far too long!

The Three-Tails has the most gentle personality among all the Tailed Beasts; I should appeal to its reason and emotion. Perhaps I can persuade it to become my aid completely.

Yagura, harboring the ambition of becoming a perfect Jinchuriki, walked quickly to the front of the cage.

"Roar! You detestable human!"

The Three-Tails, lying within the seal, roared in great displeasure. It was clear that having just been sealed, it was in a foul mood and desperately wanted to fire another Tailed Beast Bomb at the wretch Yagura who had smashed its previous one.

"Three-Tails, do not resent me. You should understand that Kirigakure was bound to retrieve you; even if it wasn't me, it would have been someone else."

Yagura looked up, staring directly at the Three-Tails, his voice gentle yet filled with confidence:

"I believe that since things have come to this, our time together should be as pleasant as possible for both of us. Sharingan?"

Yagura's voice was no longer gentle; he instinctively avoided eye contact with the Three-Tails and asked in astonishment:

"Three-Tails, why are your eyes shaped like a Sharingan?"

The Three-Tails' voice was even more panicked, "What? Me? Sharingan?"

A chain suddenly extended from the body of the Three-Tails, passing through the cage that symbolized the seal as if it were nothing, and vanished into the endless darkness.

"Where did something go wrong? The technique clearly took effect."

A puzzled voice rang out from the other end of the chain. A one-eyed man wearing a Tiger Mask held the chain in one hand, carefully examining the imprisoned Three-Tails.

"Who are you?"

Seeing a third party intrude into the Mental Space that belonged only to the Jinchuriki and the Tailed Beast, Yagura gathered his strength and threw a punch at the intruder.

"This doesn't concern you! Stay put!"

Obito glanced at Yagura with his Sharingan in contempt. A Cross appeared out of thin air within the Mental Space, and Yagura was pinned directly onto it, unable to move.

If they were in the outside world, Obito would have had to put in some effort to deal with Yagura, but in this Mental Space where only consciousness manifested, Yagura had no power to resist before his Eye Power.

"Hmm?"

Obito, who was still studying the chain, suddenly became alert and looked at a pool of clear water beneath the feet of the Three-Tails.

The water flowed and surged, constantly twisting and deforming until it finally turned into a refined Uchiha youth.

"Oh? It's quite lively here!"

Uchiha Chen scanned the furious Yagura and the massive Three-Tails, finally letting his gaze rest on Obito.

"Who exactly are you two? Uchiha? What is Konoha trying to do? I know you, you are the Flame Ghost Uchiha Chen."

Seeing another person enter the Mental Space, Yagura shouted in anger.

"I know you're anxious, but don't be anxious yet!"

Uchiha Chen glanced impatiently at the loudly clamoring Yagura, and Yagura's voice came to an abrupt halt.

"Mmph."

Yagura, still wanting to say something, looked down to see a Gag blocking his mouth, making it difficult for him to speak.

Feeling deeply humiliated, Yagura's face flushed red, but in the end, he lowered his head in resignation.

He had already realized who held the power and who was the small fry in this mental world.

Watching the two Uchiha faintly confronting each other before him, Yagura no longer had any of his previous ambition.

"This time, just surviving will count as a success!"