The familiar voice made Four-Tails' Jinchūriki, Rōshi, freeze on the spot.
When he turned around, he saw Uchiha Mikoto staring at him with an expressionless face.
That eerie calmness sent a chill down his spine.
"How is this possible?" he muttered in disbelief.
He had gone to extreme lengths to eliminate this woman. He saw it with his own eyes—Uchiha Mikoto engulfed by a sea of molten lava. Not a mere Shadow Clone, Earth Clone, or Lightning Clone. Not even the Body Replacement Technique.
No illusions. No tricks.
It was real.
And yet, there she stood, completely unharmed.
No burns. No injuries. No sign of ever being touched by his devastating attack.
This wasn't genjutsu.
This was real.
From a distance, Kurama and Uzumaki Kushina remained calm as if they had expected this outcome. But Karura gasped in shock.
"What the hell? How?!"
Her thoughts mirrored Rōshi's perfectly.
Wasn't Mikoto utterly consumed by the fiery abyss?
Kushina chuckled at Karura's reaction. "Silly girl, did you really think a little lava was enough to kill Mikoto?"
"No, no, I just... I mean... how did Mikoto-sama survive?"
Mikoto hadn't just survived.
She looked exactly the same as before—flawless, composed, as if the battle hadn't even started yet.
"Mikoto-sama is incredible," Karura whispered in awe.
Curiosity burned inside her. "Kushina-sama, what happened? How did she do it?"
Kushina smirked. "That, my dear, is the power of Mikoto's Mangekyō Sharingan."
Mangekyō Sharingan?
Karura's eyes widened.
The Uchiha Clan never ceased to amaze her.
Ever since she started serving Kurama, the things she had witnessed were beyond her wildest imagination. She once thought herself strong, having defeated Rasa and reached Kage-level power. But standing next to these monsters—Kushina, Mikoto, and Kurama—she realized how insignificant that strength truly was.
First, there was Kushina.
She had lost to her in the Third Shinobi War, and since then, Karura knew she could never surpass her.
Then there was Mikoto.
Her Mangekyō Sharingan was absurdly powerful.
Now she understood. Mikoto's ability wasn't just about offense—it was also about survival.
And then, there was Kurama.
One Tailed Beast Bomb had been enough to level Sunagakure.
It was madness.
"The world is too vast," Karura murmured. "And my past self was far too naïve."
Meanwhile, Rōshi's heart pounded.
Mikoto had already used both of her Mangekyō Sharingan abilities in their battle.
First, her right eye's ability—Void Severance.
A space-time distortion technique that erased anything it cut.
With it, she had severed Rōshi's limbs instantly.
He hadn't even realized it until the pain hit.
Yet somehow, even without arms and legs, he had managed to unleash a massive wave of lava, swallowing her whole.
And yet...
Here she stood.
That meant...
Mikoto had used her left eye's ability—Divine Reversion.
A technique that rewound her body to its state three minutes prior.
An ability that essentially made her immortal within short time frames.
Rōshi clenched his teeth. If he hadn't been forced into a desperate attack, she would have erased every part of him with Void Severance. Now, without his limbs, he was as good as dead.
But he still refused to accept it.
"Damn it... how did things come to this?"
If he had known about her abilities beforehand, he wouldn't have been caught off guard like this.
Combat intelligence was everything.
That's why, in the past, Jiraiya had risked his life just to gather intel on Pain.
If knowledge could turn the tide of battle, then ignorance was a death sentence.
"That was your Mangekyō Sharingan's power, wasn't it?" Rōshi asked, his voice hoarse.
Mikoto remained silent, her Sharingan spinning slowly.
Then, with a faint smirk, she answered, "What do you think?"
Rōshi's bloodshot eyes burned with rage.
"You brat... don't get cocky! I'm the Jinchūriki of the Four-Tails!"
Boom!
A surge of demonic chakra erupted from Rōshi's body.
Dark crimson energy engulfed him, melting the very ground beneath his feet.
The air sizzled.
His arms and legs regenerated—not flesh and bone, but limbs formed entirely of chakra.
But he didn't stop there.
Another transformation.
Magma coated his entire body, hardening like volcanic rock.
His form shifted.
A hybrid between man and beast.
The Half-Tailed Beast State.
A form just shy of full transformation, but still powerful enough to turn tides in battle.
"Lava Release: Molten Titan!"
In an instant, Rōshi moved.
Faster than before.
Mikoto barely had time to react before he was in front of her.
His magma-coated fist crashed forward, releasing a shockwave.
Clang!
Mikoto blocked with her blade, but in mere seconds, the molten heat began melting the steel.
"Tch... this old man's insane."
Rōshi smirked. "You're finished!"
He clenched his fists together.
"Infernal Rain!"
His body twisted, and suddenly, superheated magma rained down in all directions.
It was a technique designed for area-wide destruction—an attack meant to leave no survivors.
For the first time in the fight, Mikoto frowned.
Even she couldn't dodge this one.
The ground turned into a burning wasteland, lava flowing freely.
But just as Rōshi's victorious grin spread across his face...
A golden light burst forth.
A skeletal structure formed around Mikoto's body.
Then, muscles.
Then, armor.
A massive, golden warrior materialized, standing tall against the inferno.
Susanoo.
Boom!
A single punch sent Rōshi flying.
His body smashed through multiple trees before slamming into a cliffside.
The impact created a crater, cracks spreading across the rock face.
His magma-covered body fell into the waterfall below.
Ssssss...
White steam erupted into the air as the magma met the rushing water.
Karura gasped. "Mikoto-sama... is unbelievable."
The golden skeleton around Mikoto shimmered, flickering for a brief moment before stabilizing.
Karura had heard the legends.
The third and final ability of the Mangekyō Sharingan.
Susanoo.
An entity that surpassed even the absolute defense of her own iron sand.
A fusion of offense and defense, greater than anything she had ever witnessed.
From the depths of the water, a voice growled.
"Damn it..."
Rōshi's consciousness was slipping.
His body was broken, but there was still one last option.
"Old man... if you want to win... give me control."
Deep within him, the voice of the Four-Tails, Son Gokū, echoed through his mind.
A tempting offer.
Because at this rate...
There was no way he could defeat Uchiha Mikoto with his own strength alone.
Was he truly willing to surrender his body to the beast?
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