The rain poured from the sky, carrying the dark red tailed beast chakra, ready to be injected into Rin's body.
At that moment, Yagura's heart skipped a beat as a sudden sense of bad feeling washed over him.
Sure enough, within the sealing formation, two figures appeared out of nowhere.
The word "justice" on Simu's back had vanished.
In its place, five bold characters stood out, Fourth Hokage!
Every Kirigakure ninja's eyes widened in shock.
Though their village remained closed off from the outside world, they knew all too well what that Hokage robe represented.
Simu's expression darkened.
His arms, wrapped in heavy Armament Haki, crushed the water sphere encasing Rin's body.
A terrifying, overwhelming aura erupted from him like a volcanic explosion.
The sheer force of his presence made the entire lake tremble violently, as if caught in the midst of a storm.
For the first time, Simu had unleashed his full Conqueror's Haki.
Scarlet light burned in his eyes.
His Hokage robe billowed behind him, making him look like an enraged deity.
Even the falling rain was sliced apart by a single wave of his hand.
"A mere Kirigakure dares to lay hands on my disciple?" Simu's gaze sharpened.
Despite sensing the immense power radiating from Simu, Yagura remained defiant.
After all, he was a Kage, too. He had his Anbu at his side, and this was his home turf.
Yagura's eyes flickered as a thought crossed his mind.
"They arrived in a hurry—meaning they must have little chakra left. Don't be afraid, I sealed him once before!"
At this moment, Minato and Simu stood at the center of the sealing formation.
The Three-Tails, the plan to attack Konoha none of that mattered now.
If Hanyu Simu could be killed here…
A crimson light flashed in Yagura's eyes, a faint glimmer of jade swirling within.
Following the Mizukage's command, the surrounding Anbu instantly turned their focus toward Simu.
The massive water sphere encasing the Three-Tails shattered.
Nine towering water dragons surged forward, all aimed at Simu.
At the same time, with the Three-Tails' restraints lifted, the colossal beast crashed down, heading straight for Simu and Minato.
"Simu, I don't have much chakra left," Minato said, his voice tense.
Using the Flying Thunder God to get here as quickly as possible had drained him especially while carrying another person.
The more people Minato brought, the more chakra he consumed and the cost grew exponentially.
Unlike some, Minato wasn't known for having an endless amount of chakra.
So by the time he arrived, he was nearly drained.
Simu spoke calmly.
"Don't worry, leave this to me."
With that, he grabbed Rin and vanished.
Minato's eyes flickered to the shadow beneath his feet then to the huge tailed beast crashing down from above.
What did that Simu guy just say?
There was no time to think.
Forcing out the last of his chakra, Minato teleported again this time appearing beside Simu.
The Three-Tails slammed into the water.
A massive wave erupted, crashing violently against the surrounding ninjas.
Fortunately, they were all from Kirigakure, no strangers to water.
Even if they were dragged to the lakebed, it wouldn't be a problem.
Yagura, however, remained unmoved.
His sharp gaze cut through the churning waters fixing on Simu, who had reappeared.
Minato appeared beside him.
"Hey, Simu, couldn't you have taken me with you?" he muttered, gripping a special three-pronged kunai.
Though he complained, his body and mind were already prepared for battle.
Simu's gaze remained locked on the Fourth Mizukage across the lake, his expression cold.
"Leave this to me."
His voice carried a chilling edge.
Minato glanced at him in surprise.
Simu was always grinning, seeing him this angry was rare.
Without another word, Simu pressed his palm against the water.
A massive Summoning Circle spread across the lake, stretching for hundreds of meters.
Even Minato's eyes widened slightly.
How much chakra does this guy have?
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Four consecutive explosions echoed.
Thick plumes of smoke shot into the sky.
From within each, a terrifying presence began to seep out.
"They're coming."
As Mizukage, Yagura knew plenty about Simu—including details about his Summoning Beasts.
Three tailed beasts and an ancient beast.
Truly… an unruly man.
Sure enough, three wild, oppressive auras tore through the smoke, crashing down on the Mist Shinobi like a hammer.
"Got any work for us, Master?"
The Two-Tails, Matatabi, stepped onto the water's surface, steam rising where her paws touched.
Ever since becoming Simu's Summoning Beasts, they had been completely free.
They did as they pleased so long as they didn't kill humans without reason.
Not that this rule mattered much to them.
After all, they were living masses of chakra, not creatures driven by bloodlust.
And those stupid enough to cause trouble?
Well… they brought their fate upon themselves.
Helping Simu out from time to time didn't bother them.
Glancing around, Matatabi sighed.
"Mist Shinobi this time? You really know how to make enemies out of every village."
Simu stood atop Katsuyu Sage.
Since chakra was never an issue for him, the Katsuyu Sage Body he summoned was several times larger than Tsunade's.
"Katsuyu, take care of Rin."
"Of course, Mr. Kizaru."
Even though Simu no longer played the role of Kizaru, Katsuyu still called him that.
"Four tailed beasts…"
The Mist Shinobi on the other side swallowed hard.
To them, the massive Katsuyu Sage Body and the Tailed Beasts were equally terrifying.
Meanwhile, deep beneath the lake, a white figure emerged from Three-Tails' eye socket.
Sensing the intruder, the massive beast prepared to crush it in its jaws—
Until its gaze locked onto a Sharingan.
Three black tomoe spun into existence.
In an instant, Three-Tails' instincts shifted.
With a sudden burst of energy, it charged straight for Simu.
The lake erupted.
Three-Tails curled into a massive, armored sphere, revealing its overwhelming strength.
The spikes on Three-Tails' body tore through the lake, splitting the water in half as it charged straight at Simu.
"It's the Sharingan…"
The other tailed beasts immediately recognized what was happening.
Five-Tails, known for its raw power and speed, stepped forward.
A violent burst of steam erupted from its body as it accelerated slamming head-on into the spinning Three-Tails.
The high-speed spikes and Five-Tails' horns clashed, sending a shower of sparks and flames into the air.
"He's under control?"
Simu narrowed his eyes.
There was a presence within Three-Tails that didn't belong.
"This one's yours."
If three tailed beasts couldn't handle a single opponent, they might as well go home.
"Yes, Simu-sama!"
Without hesitation, Two-Tails leaped forward, claws gleaming.
With a powerful swipe, its massive paws smashed into Three-Tails' side.
Four-Tails refused to be left behind.
A massive wave of magma erupted from its mouth, surging toward Three-Tails.
Seeing the attack, Three-Tails didn't dare to hesitate.
With a swift flick of its massive tail, it struck the water's surface.
A towering waterfall crashed down, blocking the incoming lava.
The intense heat cooled rapidly under the rushing water, solidifying into rock before sinking to the lakebed.
But the assault was far from over.
Through the thick steam, Five-Tails charged at full speed slamming into Three-Tails and sending it flying.
The Mist Shinobi didn't understand why Three-Tails had suddenly switched sides.
But to them, having a tailed beast fighting for them was a good thing.
With Three-Tails holding the others back, the Mist Shinobi launched a barrage of Water Style jutsu, flooding the battlefield.
Simu remained unfazed.
"Matatabi, Son, handle the ninjas. I'll take care of Isobu."
"Don't die on us, then."
Four-Tails didn't hold back.
It turned and unleashed another torrent of magma, instantly melting several Mist Shinobi in its path.
The battlefield was quickly consumed by the stench of burning flesh.
Two-Tails showed no mercy either.
Countless dark blue fireballs formed around its body before launching toward the enemy.
But these weren't ordinary shinobi—
Those who followed Yagura were far from weak.
Each of these Mist Shinobi possessed the strength of a Jōnin, and their relentless attacks began to wear down the tailed beasts.
Sensing the fierce battle, countless Kirigakure ninjas were already rushing toward the scene.
Among them were the infamous Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist a group feared across the shinobi world.
Yet, despite facing Hanyu Simu, a man who shook the entire ninja world, there was no fear in their eyes.
Instead, their faces were filled with excitement and battle lust.
The most impatient among them was Fuguki Suikazan.
He carried Samehada, a sword as massive as himself, his sharp teeth bared in a grin.
"Hanyu Simu… his Chakra must taste amazing!"
Beside him, Kushimaru Kuriarare, the blond-haired swordsman in a mask, twirled his weapon and let out a sharp laugh.
"I'll turn him into the perfect doll!"
And they weren't alone.
The rest of the Seven Swordsmen had already begun strategizing their next moves, each eager to carve their name into history.
Watching his bloodthirsty companions, Biwa Juzo's expression darkened.
"Don't get careless. We end the so-called Golden Flash here."
By now, the ninja world had begun to whisper a new title of Hanyu Simu, the Second Senju Hashirama.
And today, their mission was clear: to kill the future God of Shinobi.
Only by defeating a truly powerful enemy could they prove their own strength.
Deep within the shadows of the forest, Black and White Zetsu silently observed the unfolding battle, their expressions unreadable.
.
.
TO BE CONTINUED
_________________
Noted : if you guys want read advance chapter, you can check at my P@treon : patreon.com/MoonEater18