Countless people died to the two Tailed Beast Bombs—more people than anything else. Seeing this, Akatsuchi's heart ached. Many of the casualties were ninjas from his own homeland. Damn it, damn it, damn it! They had all died by his hand.
The figure hidden in the center wore an unfathomable smile. The Tailed Beast Bomb barrage had all been part of their plan. After the war, Turkey had to reclaim the old Purple. They would not give up the Four-Tails. But how many Ren Yan had died because of the Four-Tails? Nearly a thousand, perhaps? What would they think? The thought of those Tibetans made him somewhat excited. As a dark villain, he was delighted to see such a thing.
After all, the Four-Tails was not the Nine-Tails. It could not fire Tailed Beast Bombs with virtually no limits like the Nine-Tails could. After launching only two Tailed Beast Bombs, more than half of the chakra in its body had been consumed. Still, that was enough. The enemy had suffered grievous losses. Even without using Tailed Beast Bombs, the Four-Tails charging into the crowd was devastating enough. Its massive body, enormous fists, and four gigantic tails were unbearable to withstand.
"Looks like we're going to win this war," Mirai said happily. The Four-Tails was worthy of being the Four-Tails. Under human control and protected by ninjas, it was nothing less than a nuclear weapon. If the Four-Tails' chakra had not been inferior to the Nine-Tails', this war would never have broken out. A direct long-range bombardment would have been enough to secure victory! Unfortunately, they still had to fight.
"Yes!" Granny nodded excitedly. The war truly seemed to be over. With the Four-Tails appearing, the other side had not made any effective preparations. Some elite fighters might have been able