Tailed Beast Eight Twists, At the Eleventh Hour

The Eight-Tails' tentacles swung down.

It was not a smash, nor a slap, but a far more absolute sweeping strike, as though heaven and earth had been overturned. Four thick octopus tentacles simultaneously carved arcs from four directions. The chakra vortices condensed to their limits at their tips were completely unleashed in motion, becoming four enormous, overlapping ring-shaped shockwaves that covered several miles.

That was not a chakra attack—it was wind. Pure wind, driven by Tailed Beast-level power, powerful enough to reshape the terrain.

Wherever the shockwaves passed, entire layers of earth were ripped up, along with everything on them—broken stones, withered grass, dust, and the six Jinchuriki puppets—all swept into the violent currents. Boulders shattered under the wind pressure, trees were uprooted, and even the air itself let out a shrill explosive crack like a wail beneath that strike.

Naruto crouched beside the Eight-Tails, his arms crossed before him. The golden glow of Nine-Tails Chakra Mode clung tightly to his body, resisting the suction that nearly swept him away as well. His ears rang, and the wind was so loud that he could hear nothing else. The Nine-Tails' chakra cloak rippled violently beneath the pressure, like a banner snapping wildly in a gale.

"This is... way too insane..." he gritted out through clenched teeth. The ground beneath his feet was being stripped away layer by layer. His body slid several meters backward under the wind pressure, and only by digging his toes deep into the soil did he barely manage to steady himself.

Killer B had completely lost his human form. The Eight-Tails' immense body stood at the center of the storm, its four tentacles slowly retracting after completing their sweep. Dark red Tailed Beast chakra flowed over its surface, blazing and sluggish like lava. Its eyes—huge, golden eyes