A marble of transparent force expanded from a singularity where Tsunade's empowered fist met the resistance of the coating of Susanoo that covered the Six-Tails. The beast rumbled, the erupting force manifested in jolts of energy resembling lightning as the light it left the point of impact with blinded the surrounding ninja. Madara smirked, seated within a shell of his own Susanoo armor, positioned atop of what would be the helmet of his ethereal armor.
"See? Toothless…" he taunted Tsunade when despite her greatest effort the Six-Tails neither fell down nor was it beaten.
The resolve in Tsunade's eyes faltered for a moment. The will to crush her opponent that had badmouthed every generation of ninja opposing him gave way to fear but it was only for a second. The loss of ground underneath her feet changed all that, in the beginning, the fear gave way to confusion but once Tsunade laid her eyes upon the brown scales of a massive boa constrictor, a ninja snake of Orochimaru's summoning, she clenched her fist once more and began focusing chakra into it.
"Don't tell me that's all of the will you're capable of putting out, Tsunade…" Orochimaru taunted his teammate while his snake carried the young woman all around Madara's living fortress of mushy slug flesh hidden underneath the seemingly impenetrable defense.
The Slug Princess chose to answer with her fists instead. Blue flares of rampant power unchained came from each side, each strike sending ripples through the fat of the Six-Tails but none of them seemed to quite possess the desired effect. Tsunade grit her teeth in frustration, letting out a sad sigh to both relieve some of the pent up tension and get a breather. Orochimaru bit the edge of his lip down on the ground as well. He wasn't used to the enemy being on a level so much higher than his.
An opening faded at the lower parts of Six-Tails' Susanoo helmet. The lower part of the colossal slug inflated, like an alarm that something nasty was coming. And so the slug monster spat out a crashing stream of dirty liquid from its mouth. Orochimaru's constrictor coiled and tried moving away from the tremendous force of the rushing waters but against such an intense stream it could only postpone the inevitable. Tsunade yelped in fear after witnessing smoke erupt from the soaked reptile as the waters the Six-Tails unleashed began corroding Orochimaru's summon rapidly. Tsunade's screams were drowned out by the rushing shower of corrosion.
"Tsunade!" Jiraiya yelled out, horrified.
"Don't rush into certain doom, you imbecile." Orochimaru extended his hand to the side and stopped his teammate from submerging into Six-Tails' acid himself.
"B-But…" Jiraiya tried forming an objection.
"Tsunade's going to regenerate all that, will you? Against an enemy such as this, there is no way she'll not use her ace jutsu." Orochimaru replied. The ninja that stood in the pathway of the washing acidic shower removed themselves promptly, worried that they'd suffer the horrific fate that befell the disintegrated pair that challenged Madara and his armored beast.
Once the smoke from the acid parted, Tsunade stood slammed against the tree by the rushing acid, despite vapor being emitted rapidly from her body, the woman appeared absolutely fine from after being sunken wholly into a bath that disintegrated one of the mightier of Orochimaru's beasts. A cross-shaped marking covered Tsunade's face while she continued to smoke, the vapor stopped about as rapidly as the cross-shaped scar disappeared.
"That's quite an impressive jutsu, Tsunade…" Orochimaru taunted the woman while Jiraiya stood absolutely dumbfounded. "I figured you were getting too reckless lately, I was wondering if you had something of this sort tucked away under your sleeve…"
"You keep bitching and moaning about how fragile human life is, didn't want anyone else to have to listen to you ramble all that because of me…" Tsunade grunted. Her aggravated mood caused by the lack of success in sieging Madara's sluggish fortress. "Tsk, that bastard… Using a giant slug against me, I swear I'll get my hands on him and pummel the asshole."
"Hey, you…" Orochimaru turned to Raizo from Kirigakure. "You don't seem to be doing much, scared?"
"No." Raizo shook his head, unrattled whatsoever by Orochimaru's implications. "My fighting style requires the Hidden Mist Jutsu to remain active and with all this racket it doesn't seem to stay long. Plus, it's not like I can slit Madara's throat while he's on that thing. This type of battle seems to be more of Morei's expertise…"
"That guy's…?" Orochimaru wondered offering a stray stare at the fallen Hoshigaki who was rising back on his feet. "He did seem prideful of his physical abilities, it's just that he didn't get near to hitting Madara once with them…"
Another brown boa emerged from underground, right where Orochimaru stood and tilted the long-haired young man off the ground. The constrictor then slithered at impressive speed across the battlefield, carrying Orochimaru closer to the corner where the Hoshigakure Ino-Shika-Cho combo resided. The trio looked dumbfounded that the freaky snake guy would approach them like that after seeming so anti-social and twisted earlier in the night.
"Can you provide us with another one of your impressive distractions? We might have a way through that armor." Orochimaru inquired.
"It'll be real sad when you don't get to use it, 'cause we were just looking for an opening to bust it ourselves…" Akimichi Saol raised his fist up and clutched his bicep in a cocky gesture with his left wrist and a confident smile.
"Oh? You've got a plan? Let me patch us all up, just so we're all on the same page…" Faeino Yamanaka weaved her hands together and activated the mental communication technique made famous by the Yamanaka clan.
"You knew that jutsu and you've been keeping it to yourself?" Orochimaru sighed.
"At the moment the three of us were all the ninja that needed it. Plus, we're all still competitors and would end up fighting each other eventually. I won't let up on more of my fighting style than I must." Faeino shrugged.
"I've wasted enough time." Madara closed his eyes, disappointed by the fact that the granddaughter of his greatest rival and the only ninja he ever truly respected and considered his equal failed to surprise him in the same way that the girl's grandfather made a habit of doing. "You all can just disappear at once!"
A tsunami of rainbow-glowing bubbles burst from underneath the fat bottom of the Six-Tails that sunk its stubby legs underneath the layer of thickness. Each separate bubble was about man-sized and the combined height of them all extended well over eleven meters while they came out of the Tailed Beast like a rushing ocean. Kouta tried blasting the approaching, bubbly dread with his Juugo clan chakra blasts but the oncoming wave was too vast, Deiji failed to outrun it with the rush of steam from his armor so did Nanaba fail to outrace them in the skies. No matter fighting, running or surrendering, all the genin fell victim to the bubble flood and rose into the skies together with their unique method of imprisonment.
Madara removed the Gunbai fan from his back and smacked the Tailed Beast on the head with its other end, poking it sharply on the forehead and forcing it to erupt in far more power than it usually would have been able to show. Also, stressing its body to no end. The poor slug titan expanded nearly tenfold as the contents within it began glowing with intense light. Upon Madara's gestured command of pointing his war fan at the enemy, the Six-Tails spat out a good dozen of large, black blasts of compressed chakra at the youths floating in their bubbly prisons.
Impressed by the volley of country-leveling explosions devastating the landscape in the air, Madara smiled and sheathed his war fan on his back, excited by the light show.
"Well, well… It appears that, unlike boastful rascals, the Tailed Beasts are a great deal mightier in this universe…" Madara observed as even if this Six-Tails was not a real Tailed Beast and just a construct of the cube's creation, it surpassed the capabilities of Six-Tails that Madara knew from his own past by a decent mile.
A murder of crows burst forth from the shroud of recently resonated blast, the crows promptly turned into a shower of kunai and shuriken that ignited with black chakra flames in mid-air and proceeded to rain down upon Madara as it was unlikely that the Ghost of Uchiha would have been all too intimidated by mere ninja tools raining down.
"Hmph… At least you don't embarrass the legend of the Mangekyou Sharingan, hatchling…" Madara smirked when the Six-Tails reeled back in pain, despite the layer of Susanoo armor protecting it, there was absolutely no way to merely block the black flames of Amaterasu for they burnt longer than any other flame known to man or invented by one in legends as well as a great deal hotter.
"You didn't even attempt to protect your asset?" Itachi wondered as part of the wild crows merged into half of his own shape and floated in mid-air. "That will lead to your downfall, Madara."
"I didn't protect this pile of lard the same as you didn't care to protect your children." Madara extended his arms to the sides as if proudly displaying the destruction he had wrought riding the Six-Tails to the ephemeral shape of Itachi Uchiha.
"That's where you're wrong, Madara. You didn't protect the Six-Tails because you care about nothing but yourself. The only person you've ever shown a hint of care toward – Hashirama Senju is nothing but a tool to entertain you and, ultimately, just make you feel good." Itachi lectured the legendary Uchiha. "I, on the other hand, did not protect the children because they didn't need my protection…"
As if prompted by Itachi's words, the genin began emerging from the blast zone, somewhat singed and bruised but ultimately more pissed than anything else. It seemed as if the sight of their own blood on their hands only drove the kids further and further into the berserk state of battle that Madara lived in perpetually.
"Hmph… Pathetic, all your best shots failed to dent my armor, those born to be slugs can only writhe in the dirt. So writhe, entertain me by trying and failing to prove me wrong!" Madara proclaimed only for Kouta's feet to morph into jets and send the Juugo slashing through the skies right at the Susanoo-donning, six-tailed titan.
Madara drove his foot onto the Six-Tails' forehead but the beast just belched and staggered awkwardly, still feeling woozy after the apocalyptic output of power it blasted the genin alliance with earlier. Kouta raced a full circle around Six-Tails almost as if tempting the titanic slug to turn around in a wild goose chase and get dizzy by its trip, a trap which the Six-Tails fell for without any resistance.
"Chakra Shotgun!" Kouta growled out after halting the flow of his chakra jets and extending his morphed hand out while emitting a short-range shockwave of golden chakra that erupted from the morphed arm of his. The lumbering Six-Tails snapped its head back from the brute force smashed into its face, Madara cursed atop his comfortable position after a sudden switch in Six-Tails' balance forced him to adjust his own.
"Madara!" a furious feminine voice came from a layer of smoke that parted before long in a circular opening due to the physical force exerted by a jumping amphibian inside it.
An orange toad soared right at Madara's direction as well carrying a golden-haired youth on its forehead. Tsunade leaped off of the toad, riding the force accumulated by the descent of the creature best suited for powerful dashes due to its strong lower body and used the surface of the toad's forehead as her own stepping ground for her flying kick.
"Heaven Spear Kick!" Tsunade roared out while hitting the Six-Tails square in the chest. Just like earlier, her hit appeared to ring dull and just make the Six-Tails stagger without inflicting much damage.
"Haven't you committed it to your memory yet? You're absolutely useless!" Madara taunted the girl but that was before he felt the Six-Tails taking off the stout balance that the thick lower body of the Tailed Beast provided it with.
"Down you go! Great White Fall!" Hoshigaki Morei let out a rough yell while struggling greatly to lift the Tailed Beast off the ground from down below in a suplex-grip from behind.
"You!?" Madara looked down at the young man he had considered an absolute joke and an embarrassment to Kirigakure this entire time, that was before he knew that the youth possessed the physical strength to deadlift a staggering Tailed Beast. Almost…
"Nice work, freaky fish guy! Now it's our turn!" Saol Akimichi yelled out as the Hoshigakure Ino-Shika-Cho emerged from the smoke riding atop of Orochimaru's constrictor. Faeino was resting at the very edge of the reptile's snout while her oversized coating of Lightning Release chakra covered her bow, expanding its size dozens of times over.
"Expansion Jutsu!" Saol Akimichi yelled out and then formed a human cannonball. The shadowy embrace of Rarrifa Nara's jutsu wrapped around the Akimichi human meatball to protect him from the jolts of lightning that coated Faeino's bow before the lightning string jerked back into place and flung the shadowy human meatball across the entire battlefield at the Six-Tails that still somehow struggled just a tiny bit against being suplexed.
"Shadow Thunder Crash!" Rarrifa yelled out for her supersized comrade who was too preoccupied serving as human ammunition. Saol flew at the enemy with sufficient force to blow the Six-Tails' head off if he'd have needed it but the Six-Tails spat out a stream of acid to meet the Ino-Shika-Cho combo midway and have the condensed stream of corrosive doom absorb Saol's cannonball maneuver at the same time as it had eroded Rarrifa's shadowy layer of defenses around her comrade.
Madara laughed out. "Come at me all at once, throw as many of you as you will, none of you will beat my peerless fighting instincts!"
He remained so confident before he saw Kyona Chu landing on her feet and picking up the kanabo off the ground. The kunoichi looked roughed up and pissed, her furry forehand cuff links had fallen off somewhere, half of her vest and shirt were in tatters and her hair looked as wild as her spirit but the young woman didn't let the accumulated battle damage get to her unmatched desire to smash. With a single leap, she covered the entire distance between her and the Six-Tails and swung her kanabo without much care where she'd hit it. A resonance spread through the Susanoo covering the Six-Tails that left only cracks in its wake.
"Up and over!" Morei yelled out as the force of impact from Chu's kanabo provided him with just enough of a boost to lift the Six-Tails and slam it over his head. Judging by the rumbling ground that collapsed into chunky rubble of dirt and stone, and the sharp shattering noise – the Susanoo was done for.
"Nice work!" Itachi complimented the genin alliance he had the instrumental role in creating with vigor very much unlike him like a streak of crimson extended down his eye and over his cheek. The black flames that previously localized merely on the areas where the colossal slug had deflected Itachi's combination of Phoenix Flame jutsu and Amaterasu, now expanded massively into towering pillars of flame that drowned the entire Tailed Beast out into nothingness.
"The power of the Sharingan is staggering…" Orochimaru praised the hunter who had gathered them together shortly after the constrictor laid its head beside Itachi and allowed the snake summoner to get off its forehead so that the snake could then disappear underground. "Couldn't you have done so sooner though?" the long-haired creep chuckled.
"I'm afraid not…" Itachi exclaimed in a great deal of pain, so much of it, in fact, that the Akatsuki member collapsed on one knee and covered up his right eye. "As you might have seen, the Amaterasu has limited effectiveness against the armor of Susanoo and it is not a jutsu I can abuse…"
"I'll make sure to note that for the future…" Orochimaru jested. "To know when to support you better, of course…" he then added when Itachi's left eye turned to him as if showing that the rogue ninja was well aware of the twisted nature of this youth he was speaking to.
"Very impressive…" Madara's voice rung from the rubble as black and white cubes rushed from the pile of debris that Six-Tails' fall had left behind. With busted armor and cracked forehead and torn undershirt as well as one torn half of his trousers Madara walked out from the smoke. "For a bunch of rascals to down a Tailed Beast all by yourselves, perhaps there's more substance to the mad ramblings of Hashirama Jr. than I've thought…"
"Damn, his head is pretty hard to crack!" Kouta shrieked out in surprise of the enemy appearing from the pillar of black flames unhurt, mostly because Itachi reserved the fury of Amaterasu to burn up the exposed Tailed Beast into ashes as if Madara was to be beaten, that thing had to go as fast as possible. It became impossible to hide the signs of weary and battle damage on all of the genin, even when they fought tagging each other out and attempting to maximize the efficiency of each assault.
Madara appeared to simply be a beast on a whole different kind of level. Besides that, it didn't appear as if though the Ghost of Uchiha could take these kids lightly any longer, lest he actually lost to them. The crimson eyes of Madara's Eternal Sharingan gazed into the sky and the blaring moon above everyone's heads.
"Say, this entire world is all fake anyway, isn't it? In that case, there's no harm in me doing that…" Madara's hands shuffled through hand seals before he was even done speaking. "Fire Style: Great Dragon Fire!"
The compressed mass of Fire Release chakra torpedoed into the skies above, slamming with a dull and inaudible puff into the moon and covering the entire landmass with blazing fissures as infernal chaos scorched the satellite. The moon burst into a dozen of equally sized chunks and began escalating toward the surface of the simulated Earth.
"Witness the dominant power of every battlefield, witness the true power of the Uchiha clan!" Madara laughed out while the moon collapsed and threatened to unleash unmatched meteor shower upon the entirety of the Cubeworld.