Naruto: I'm Nine-Tails and My Host is Kushina-Chapter 239 : You Call This Susanoo?

Uchiha Madara’s right arm was obliterated by Yin-Yang Release.

It couldn’t regenerate.

Now, Madara stood more solemn than ever.

The man in front of him, the one called Kurama, might very well have become the Jinchūriki of the Ten Tails.

A being wielding the chakra of all tailed beasts.

More than that, Kurama radiated an oppressive sense of crisis—more than even Senju Hashirama had ever made Madara feel.

And that alone was terrifying.

The entire shinobi world watched in disbelief.

This was Uchiha Madara—the legend, the war god, the ghost of the Uchiha.

Yet he’d been wounded.

And not just wounded—his Reanimation body, which should have been indestructible, was damaged.

How powerful was this Kurama?

"Obito, summon those two brothers. There’s no point in continuing this farce."

Madara hated the idea of requesting aid from that man.

But there was no choice.

The tides had shifted.

For the sake of the Eye of the Moon Plan, he would bite down and endure.

Besides, joining forces with them would send the world into frenzy.

"Summoning Jutsu: Impure World Reincarnation!"

Obito executed the technique and two coffins rose from the earth.

"No way... Obito used Reanimation again!"

"Who the hell is he bringing back this time?"

All eyes turned to the twin coffins.

No one blinked. The battle was secondary—this mystery was everything.

Bang! Bang!

The lids hit the ground.

Inside were none other than the First Hokage Senju Hashirama and the Second Hokage Senju Tobirama.

The Senju brothers.

Their return sent the world into shockwaves.

Especially the shinobi of Konohagakure.

They watched the celestial projection above in silence, their jaws clenched.

The God of Shinobi and his brother—founders of Konoha.

Legends, warriors beyond compare.

And yet... they were being used by an Uchiha like chess pieces.

"Didn’t think we’d ever fight side-by-side again."

Hashirama and Madara stood atop a towering tree, like two gods preparing for Ragnarok.

When these two moved, nations collapsed.

Their battle at the Valley of the End had shattered the heavens.

Everyone watching had rooted for Hashirama.

Because he had no lust for domination.

Unlike Madara.

Had Madara won that battle long ago, possessing the Nine Tails...

There would’ve been no force left to challenge him.

None.

Madara stood with arms crossed.

His face betrayed no emotion.

But the fact remained: he had chosen to team up with his old friend.

Even he hadn’t expected this day would come.

The only reason?

Kurama was too powerful.

Madara cursed himself for underestimating him.

Had he known Kurama mastered Yin-Yang Release, he wouldn’t have rushed in so recklessly.

Impure World Reincarnation, Rinne Tensei, all of it had limits.

He’d waited for decades.

And now, he didn’t want to wait any longer.

This clash was being broadcast to the world.

Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara, the greatest rivals in history, now fighting side-by-side.

A once-in-a-lifetime sight.

Naturally, the shinobi world looked to Kurama with awe.

What sort of force could compel those two titans to ally?

Was Kurama the true god of this era?

No one had expected this.

Not even Konoha.

They swallowed hard.

This wasn’t just the war of the century.

This was Konoha’s civil war, splattered across the battlefield of the Fourth Great Ninja War.

In the Land of Lightning, the Third Raikage and his shinobi focused hard on the heavenly projection.

"Tch... Kurama managed to force Madara and Hashirama to fight together? Unbelievable. Just unbelievable."

The Raikage had thought he’d understood Kurama.

Clearly, he was still at the surface.

"Hold on, brother..."

Everyone knew the truth:

Facing either Madara or Hashirama was a death sentence.

Facing both?

That was hell.

Victory was almost impossible.

Almost.

Because Madara had already lost one arm.

It was Kurama who had done that.

Kurama who had pushed Madara into desperation.

This was what made him terrifying.

"Hashirama, we’ve never fought side-by-side before. Let the world see the kings of old once again."

Hashirama stared blankly.

He was a puppet now, reanimated.

What choice did he have?

Madara knew this.

The comment was just theatrics—to set the tone.

To tell the world: yes, he was with Hashirama now.

"Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama? Pfft. Just two old farts."

"Wood Style: Wood Dragon Technique!"

Hashirama took the lead, as expected.

Madara followed up with Susanoo, blue chakra erupting like a tsunami.

The battlefield trembled.

The wood dragon tore from the earth and lunged.

"Yasaka Magatama!"

Madara’s signature technique followed.

Kurama laughed.

"Heh. Is that it?"

Boom!

Kurama punched the dragon’s head clean off.

The crimson hand of his chakra cloak caught the Yasaka beads.

"Susanoo? This half-baked form? Are you underestimating me?"

Inside Susanoo, Madara and Hashirama stood together.

"Two has-beens hiding in a turtle shell. You really think that’ll protect you?"

"Bastard..."

Madara snarled.

Susanoo’s massive sword came crashing down.

Boom!

The earth quaked.

The blade was met by Kurama’s hands.

He caught it.

A perfect sword clash, with bare hands.

And then—

Crack!

He snapped Susanoo’s blade in half like a twig.

"Impossible!"

Furious, Madara pushed Susanoo to its limit.

The full-body form took shape—blue armor, helmet, and immense stature towering like a mountain.

Originally a lush forest, the land had become a wasteland.

A vast ruin with no end in sight.

This was the true power of the Perfect Susanoo.

It rivaled even the Tailed Beasts.

True destruction incarnate.

Kurama sneered.

"So that’s your big trick? A larger Susanoo? Cute."

The final battle was only just beginning...

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