On the roof of the Naka Shrine, two figures confronted each other in the setting sun.
Fugaku Uchiha’s Mangekyō Sharingan shone with a cold light, staring intently at the “Danzō” before him.
The opponent’s right eye was bandaged, and his exposed left eye carried an unpleasant contempt.
“Truly pathetic.”
“Danzō’s” voice rasped like sandpaper.
“The proud Uchiha clan head can’t even control a Jinchūriki rampage.”
Fugaku’s fingers slowly caressed the hilt of his katana.
“What do you hope to gain by orchestrating this attack?”
During this period, the Uchiha had already been suppressed by Danzō multiple times and had made concessions.
But why would Danzō still provoke a Jinchūriki rampage?
Did he truly want the Uchiha to be annihilated before he would be satisfied?
“Purging Konoha’s tumor.”
However, just as Fugaku had thought, “Danzō” sneered and raised his left hand, revealing a strange device.
“The Uchiha’s Sharingan… it’s better suited for a truly strong individual.”
“Danzō!!”
Realizing Danzō’s objective, Fugaku felt his teeth grinding.
The anger in his heart had already burned to its peak!
“Fire Style: Great Fire Dragon Jutsu!”
Fugaku instantly completed the hand seals, and three fire dragons roared and lunged towards the roof.
“Wood Style: Wood Dragon Jutsu!”
Thick wooden walls suddenly grew from the shrine’s eaves, blocking all the fire dragons.
But Fugaku had already anticipated the defense.
His figure appeared behind “Danzō” like a ghost, his katana unsheathed, bringing forth a cold glint—
The sound of metal clashing pierced the air.
“Danzō’s” right hand, at some unknown time, held a kunai, steadily parrying Fugaku’s slash.
As they confronted each other at close range, Fugaku was shocked to discover that the skin under the bandage on the opponent’s right arm had a strange grayish-white hue.
“This… Hashirama’s cells?!”
“Good eyesight.”
“Danzō” sneered, and veins suddenly bulged on his right arm.
“Unfortunately, it’s too late!”
Immense force was transmitted through the blade, and Fugaku was forcefully repelled several meters.
After recovering from the numbness in his hand from the shock, Fugaku said coldly, “To actually steal Lord First Hokage’s cells, Danzō, you truly are a madman!”
“Danzō” did not retort, but leisurely tidied his sleeves.
“Do you know why the Third Hokage has always tolerated the Uchiha? Because you are like beasts in a cage. You look fierce, but in reality…”
He made a throat-slitting gesture.
“Silence!” Fugaku’s Mangekyō spun wildly.
“How can you blaspheme the honor of the Uchiha!”
“After being suppressed by the village to this extent, where is there any honor to speak of?”
This sentence pierced Fugaku’s heart like a knife.
In the past, although the Uchiha were deliberately suppressed by the Second Hokage, they still held considerable power within Konoha.
But now, after Danzō came to power, not only were the Uchiha’s rights stripped away, but their territory was also reduced to its current size.
And now, with this bastard Danzō saying it, the anger in Fugaku’s eyes almost manifested physically.
“Wind Style: Vacuum Wave!”
“Danzō” suddenly attacked, and dozens of sharp wind blades whistled towards him.
Fugaku quickly formed hand seals.
“Fire Style: Phoenix Sage Fire Claw Red!”
Fireballs and wind blades collided in mid-air, and the shockwave from the explosion shattered the shrine’s tiles.
In the smoke, Fugaku’s figure suddenly disappeared…
“Teleportation Jutsu!”
Almost instantly, Fugaku appeared to the left of “Danzō.”
His katana swung down, aiming directly for the opponent’s throat.
“Danzō” dodged sideways, but saw the blade suddenly change direction, from a slash to a lift.
The bandage snapped, revealing that grayish-white deformed arm.
Fugaku’s pupils contracted sharply.
The entire arm was covered in bark-like patterns, and the fingertips even showed signs of woodification.
“Disgusting…” Fugaku gritted his teeth.
“You actually desecrate Lord First’s power!”
“Danzō” shrugged it off nonchalantly.
“Power is power, what’s the blasphemy?”
Just then, Fugaku’s Mangekyō trembled.
“Genjutsu: Sharingan!”
“Danzō’s” movements instantly froze.
Fugaku seized the opportunity, his katana drawing a perfect arc—
Fugaku’s katana precisely sliced through “Danzō’s” right shoulder, and the grayish-white arm fell off!
“Danzō” clutched his severed arm and stumbled backward.
However, Fugaku discovered that no blood flowed from the severed arm, as if it were a prosthetic.
But red blood flowed from the severed end of the arm on the ground, proving that this arm was the real deal.
Just then, the sound of ANBU reinforcements gathering could be heard from a distance.
“Danzō” glared at Fugaku sinisterly.
“You’re lucky this time.”
A smoke bomb exploded, and his figure instantly disappeared.
Fugaku, though he pursued in time, found that “Danzō” had already vanished without a trace.
With no other option, Fugaku gave up the pursuit and bent down to pick up the severed arm.
The grayish-white arm twitched slightly in his hand, as if still alive.
“Danzō…” Cold fury burned in his eyes.
“This is not over.”
When he turned around, he found Itachi standing on the shrine steps, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
Fugaku threw the severed arm to his son.
“Give this to the Third Hokage and tell him, the Uchiha demand an explanation.”
Meanwhile, as ANBU reinforcements arrived and “Danzō” departed.
The Four-Tails Naruto, who had been attacking wildly, suddenly quieted down.
The strange red chakra on his body gradually dispersed, revealing Naruto’s original appearance.
Meanwhile, as “Danzō” fled, Madara, controlling the Four-Tails Naruto, began his final performance.
The blood-red chakra still surged, but the intensity of the destruction had subtly weakened.
Each Tailed Beast Bomb was precisely aimed at empty ground, and each claw strike deliberately avoided important buildings.
“Roar—!”
The Four-Tails Naruto roared at the sky, its four tails violently striking the ground, kicking up dust.
This seemingly uncontrolled action perfectly masked the fact that the chakra was gradually being withdrawn.
In the seal space, the Nine-Tails lay on the water, listlessly flicking its tail.
“Hey, old Madara, the act is almost over.”
Madara’s spirit body crossed his arms, his Sharingan intently focused on the situation outside.
“What’s the rush? The ANBU aren’t fully in position yet.”
“Tch,” the Nine-Tails pouted.
“My chakra isn’t meant to be wasted like this.”
As soon as the Nine-Tails finished speaking, the sound of numerous footsteps could be heard from outside.
The Hokage’s personal ANBU had arrived at the Uchiha compound.
The ANBU captain quickly surveyed the battlefield.
“Four-Tails state… but the scope of destruction is strangely controlled.”
As if in response to his confusion, the “monster” in the center of the field began to tremble violently.
The blood-red chakra receded like a receding tide, revealing the battered blond boy within.
The ANBU members, who had been on guard for Naruto’s next move, watched as Naruto stumbled a few steps and then “conveniently” fell face-first in front of them.
The Nine-Tails’ ears perked up in the seal space.
“Yo, that fall looked pretty convincing?”
Madara snorted.
“This brat’s body coordination is not bad.”
“Give me a break,” The Nine-Tails grinned, revealing its sharp fangs.
“It was you, old man, who controlled it so well.”
“Speaking of which, he even knew to make himself look dirty before pretending to faint. Quite cunning, isn’t he?”
Madara’s lips curved slightly.
“Basic battlefield etiquette.”
As the medical team carried Naruto away on a stretcher, no one noticed the fleeting smile on his lips.
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