“Transformation Jutsu? Genjutsu? Or some kind of forbidden jutsu…”
Danzō forced himself to calm down, speaking in a hoarse and grim voice.
“No matter who you are, impersonating the dead is foolish.”
‘Naruto’ tilted his head, a proud arc forming on his lips.
“Decades have passed, and Konoha’s trash can no longer recognize my voice?”
Danzō’s pupils contracted slightly, but he then sneered.
“Ridiculous. Uchiha Madara died long ago at the Valley of the End. This is a historical fact.”
“History?” ‘Naruto’ chuckled as if he had heard a joke.
“History is merely a fairy tale written by the victors.”
His entire body erupted with chakra, and a gale seemed to sweep through the surroundings.
Danzō’s expression finally changed.
That chakra fluctuation, unique to that person…
But reason quickly suppressed his shock.
So what if he was truly Uchiha Madara?
He was now merely a remnant soul attached to a Nine-Tails Jinchūriki, while he himself…
“Kill him,” Danzō suddenly ordered, his voice as cold as ice.
“The Jinchūriki has lost control. Eliminate him on the spot.”
The remaining six Root members instantly lunged forward!
‘Naruto’—or rather, Madara—had initially thought this battle would be as easy as crushing ants.
After all, since the founding of Konoha, no one had dared to act against him after learning his name.
Not even the Five Kage of that era dared.
Especially during the Five Kage Summit, if he had been able to go as a Hokage escort, would those idiots have dared to propose dividing the Tailed Beasts?
To hell with that nonsense!
“I acknowledge your courage…”
However, as Madara raised his hand to form hand seals, he discovered an extremely serious problem.
Naruto’s hands were too short!
The hand seals of an adult could not be performed fluently on a child’s body.
Before he could even complete a single “Un” seal, the first Root ninja had already lunged forward, a kunai aimed directly at his throat!
Madara was forced to interrupt his hand seals and dodge sideways, but Naruto’s body coordination was far inferior to his former body.
Although his consciousness reacted, his movements were a beat too slow—
The kunai grazed his shoulder, drawing a spray of blood.
Seeing Madara injured, and by a nobody no less, the Nine-Tails rolled with laughter.
Laughing until its stomach hurt, the Nine-Tails mocked breathlessly.
“Hahaha! The legendary Uchiha Madara, injured by a nobody?!”
Madara’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
“…Shut up, beast.”
Madara could remain calm no matter who mocked him, but he couldn’t stand being mocked by the Nine-Tails.
Soon, Madara quickly adjusted his posture, but the second and third Root ninjas attacked in coordination.
A combination of Wind Style and Earth Style ninjutsu sealed off all escape routes, forcing him to repeatedly leap backward.
“This troublesome brat’s body…” Madara gritted his teeth.
The difference in limb length almost caused Madara to fail to dodge completely.
Just then, the fourth ninja suddenly emerged from underground, a long sword slashing down!
Madara leaned back sharply, the blade grazing his nose.
He followed up with a kick to the enemy’s chest, but due to Naruto’s insufficient leg strength, he only managed to push the enemy back a few steps.
“It’s still too difficult, isn’t it…”
Danzō watched from a distance, a hint of contempt in his single eye.
“It’s nothing special.”
However, Danzō would soon pay a heavy price for this.
Although Madara’s control over Naruto’s body was uncoordinated, this was only temporary.
After moving around for a while, Madara had already begun to gain flexible control of this body.
It wasn’t until Madara dodged a Root member’s Fire Style jutsu with several backflips.
He had finally adapted to Naruto’s body.
“The game is about to end.”
He flicked the blood from his hands.
His pupils, which had returned to blue to adapt to the body, once again showed the three tomoe of the Sharingan.
Facing Madara’s powerful aura, the six Root ninjas formed hand seals simultaneously, preparing to unleash a powerful combined ninjutsu.
But Madara was faster!
Madara crossed his hands, forming the final “Noon” seal in front of his chest…
“Fire Style: Great Fire Annihilation!”
“Whoosh—Boom!!!”
Unlike ordinary Fire Style, the scale of this attack was catastrophic.
A torrent of flames instantly engulfed the entire battlefield, the high temperature distorting the air.
“Water Style: Water Wall!”
In response, the Root ninjas’ hastily formed Water Wall was instantly vaporized upon contact with the flames.
White steam spread like a flood and beasts, completely obscuring everyone’s vision.
“Damn it! Fall back!”
But it was already too late.
In the steam-filled battlefield, Madara’s Sharingan traced scarlet trails through the mist.
He gently moved Naruto’s delicate finger joints, a cruel arc forming on his lips.
“First one.”
The closest Root member didn’t even have time to form hand seals.
Madara controlled Naruto’s small body to instantly close the distance, his right index and middle fingers thrusting out like venomous snakes, precisely piercing the enemy’s throat.
As his fingertips pierced the trachea, Root member A’s pupils were still widening in shock.
Madara twisted his wrist, and a crisp crack of the cervical spine was heard.
“Second one.”
Before Root member B, who specialized in Wind Style, could even complete his hand seals, Madara had already flashed behind him.
His small hand formed a blade and struck the nerve plexus at the third lumbar vertebra.
Root member B’s lower body instantly lost sensation.
The moment he knelt, Madara clenched his fist and slit the enemy’s throat with a kunai.
“Third one.”
Root member C, already aware of his teammate’s death, immediately unleashed a Water Wall around himself.
However, the moment the Water Wall burst out, Madara was already in front of him, grabbing the enemy’s head with both hands.
His chakra-infused knee slammed heavily into the enemy’s head.
Fragments of the mask and bits of flesh splattered onto the surrounding water curtain.
“Fourth one.”
At this moment, Root member D, who specialized in assassination, spotted Naruto’s location.
Just as the poisoned blade was three inches from Naruto’s back, Madara suddenly disappeared.
The next second, his own kunai was embedded in his jaw, piercing through his skull from his mouth.
Madara held the enemy’s wrist to complete the action, like controlling a puppet.
“Fifth one.”
Seeing his teammates dying one after another, Root member E, without hesitation, tore open his clothes, revealing a large number of explosive tags underneath.
Facing this idiot who wanted to take him down with him, Madara’s kunai had already pierced his elbow joints.
The moment the enemy cried out in pain, Madara punched him in the face and, as a bonus, gave him an explosive tag.
“Boom!!!”
Amidst the explosion of flames, Madara had long since left the spot.
“Sixth one.”
The last Root member, F, realizing he was no match for the opponent and wanting to avoid his edge.
Madara’s thrown kunai precisely pierced his ankle joints.
The moment he knelt, Madara snapped his neck from behind, like breaking a dry twig.
Six corpses fell to the ground almost simultaneously.
The battle, from beginning to end.
From beginning to end, it took no more than 5 seconds.
Such clean and swift combat skills far exceeded Danzō’s expectations.
Madara’s gaze swept across the battlefield, finally settling on the direction Danzō had fled.
He clenched it tightly in his hand; the bottle containing the Sharingan was particularly conspicuous.
His figure instantly disappeared and reappeared, blocking Danzō’s path!
Danzō’s single eye shrank to the size of a pinprick.
He hadn’t expected Madara’s speed to be so fast!
“Uchiha Madara…!”
Madara wasted no words and reached out to grab Danzō by the neck.
Recalling the way those “tools” had died just now, Danzō knew that the person before him, the Jinchūriki, could easily crush his neck.
There was no time to think.
He quickly released a Wood Style ninjutsu.
A large number of trees grew from the ground, forcing Madara to retreat.
However, before retreating, Madara disarmed Danzō of the arm holding the bottle.
“This monster…”
Danzō was shocked and enraged, but he knew he was no match for Madara.
He immediately bit his finger and slapped the ground with one hand!
“Summoning Jutsu: Baku!”
A huge cloud of smoke erupted.
Madara frowned slightly and took a step back.
When the smoke cleared, Danzō’s figure had vanished without a trace.
“He escaped quickly.”
Madara snorted coldly and looked down at the Sharingan in his hand.
The Mangekyō pattern had dimmed, but he could still feel the power contained within it.
“Hmph, finally got it back.”
At this moment, in the seal space, Madara turned around, about to show off his spoils of war to Naruto, but suddenly froze.
Naruto’s consciousness had awakened at some unknown time.
He stood on the surface of the water in the seal space, his face pale, his eyes trembling as he looked at the tragic scene outside.
Corpses littered the ground, the ground stained red with blood, and…
the still-dripping Sharingan in Madara’s hand.
“D-Dad…”
Naruto’s voice trembled, his blue eyes filled with terror.
He had originally wanted to proudly say, “See, this is real combat.”
But when he saw the fear in Naruto’s eyes, those words suddenly got stuck in his throat.
He opened his mouth, but didn’t know what to say.
His proud expression froze on his face, replaced by a rare…
helplessness.
The Nine-Tails, uncharacteristically, did not mock.
Instead, it proactively wrapped its tail around Naruto, gradually calming Naruto’s frightened heart.
The Nine-Tails looked at Madara’s retreating back and said in a low voice:
“Hey, old man…
you scared him.
Madara was silent for a long time, finally just letting out a cold snort and turning towards the depths.
“Brat is troublesome.”
But his voice was much lower than usual.
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