The colossal turtle, comparable in size to land itself, signed a contract with Uzumaki Kaimi under the supervision of the Three-Tails and Eight-Tails.
It was larger than a Tailed Beast, though somewhat lacking in strength. Still, it could play an important role in other situations.
For example, reclaiming land from the sea.
The Kirigakure representatives' eyes immediately went wide when they heard the idea, while the representatives from the Land of Water turned sallow-faced.
Sitting cross-legged atop Chomei, Rikusei glanced at the captives lying on the Seven-Tails' back. He knew full well that the true mastermind was still hidden among them.
The Hokage had already acted on their demands and ordered Tobirama to deliver that slash.
Though it had physically shut him up, Konoha held the final authority over the memories in his mind, like a sharp blade hanging over their heads.
Watching their expressions shift, Rikusei found it quite amusing.
Under the surveillance of the aerial force, Isobu and Gyuki in the ocean did not dare make any rash moves. The Uzumaki Clan ninja merely had to raise the tea kettle, and they obediently returned to it and sealed themselves away once more.
The dust had settled.
Chomei located Konoha's exact direction. His vibrating wings howled through the sea wind, streaking across the horizon in flashes of light before vanishing beyond the ocean.
Blending into the clouds, Tobirama looked down over the land of the Shinobi World. He could not help furrowing his brows and sighing, his tone full of regret. "If I'd known the Seven-Tails had such great practical combat value, I wouldn't have sold it so cheaply."
"Hey! Tobirama, I can hear you!"
Tobirama paid no attention to the disgruntled Tailed Beast turning its head toward him. With a solemn expression, he earnestly instructed Konoha's future, "You