As Hozuki Sengetsu lowered his palm, the Six-Tails gradually shrank, its nearly hundred-meter body reducing to the size of a person and revealing the Jinchuriki's original form.
He was an elderly man in a blue kimono, his expression haggard as he clung to life.
"Not good, Lord Mizukage! Keikoku is about to die!"
Hozuki Sengetsu shouted.
"What?!"
The Third Mizukage arrived in an instant, staring at the Six-Tails' Jinchuriki, Keikoku, lying on the ground with shock and fury.
"What caused your rampage?"
Keikoku: "..."
His lips moved as though he wanted to say something, but he had no strength left at all, and not a sound came out.
"Lord Mizukage, what should we do now?"
Hozuki Sengetsu asked.
His meaning was obvious. The death of a Jinchuriki would also cause the Tailed Beast residing within him to perish. Although Tailed Beasts could be reborn, the uncertainty of time and place meant that if they did nothing now, Kirigakure would lose the Six-Tails, this ultimate weapon, for quite some time to come.
And given the increasingly tense situation in the Shinobi World, that was simply unacceptable!
The best solution was to unseal the Tailed Beast before he died and choose a new Jinchuriki.
But once the Tailed Beast left his body, the Jinchuriki would die without question. For someone who had made many contributions to the village, that was undoubtedly cruel.
Thus, such a decision had to be made by the Mizukage himself!
Having weathered countless trials, the Third Mizukage naturally understood Hozuki Sengetsu's meaning at once. He snorted coldly, somewhat disdainful. "You have plenty of little schemes, but unfortunately, not enough courage to take responsibility!"
Hozuki Sengetsu was not embarrassed. He merely reminded him, "Lord Mizukage, please make your decision quickly."
"Release the seal. Have you prepared a new Jinchuriki?"