“Fugaku!” Hiruzen Sarutobi took a step forward, crushing the gravel beneath his feet.
His voice was as hoarse as if it had been repeatedly ground by sandpaper, carrying a suppressed, extreme fury.
“Tell me!
What exactly is going on?!
Bombing the Hokage Monument, stealing the Scroll of Seals, turning Konoha upside down—is the Uchiha clan staging a full-scale rebellion?!” “Rebellion?” Kain sneered.
His voice passed through the barrier, carrying the clear crispness unique to a youth, yet laced with bone-chilling coldness.
“Lord Hokage, you are mistaken.
This is merely a small return gift.” “It’s only fair to return the favor.
You used my Uchiha clansmen for human experiments and gouged out their eyes.
Why shouldn’t we give you a little feedback?” “Kain, stop making baseless accusations.” Hiruzen’s face darkened with rage.
“I have no idea what you are talking about.” “I can’t be bothered to play dumb with you.” Kain raised an eyebrow, his tone light, yet it landed like another explosive tag detonating in everyone’s ears.
“Oh, by the way, just a quick reminder.
I’ve already packaged the node map of Konoha’s entire village defense barrier and had someone deliver it to the Fourth Raikage A.
I imagine it won’t be long before Kumogakure’s grand army comes to pay you a visit.” “Uchiha Kain!
You’re asking to die!” Itachi’s eyes instantly turned red.
His three-tomoe Sharingan locked dead onto Kain.
The chakra around his body surged uncontrollably, causing even the gravel beneath his feet to tremble slightly.
But Kain didn’t even bat an eyelid.
The disdain in his tone was like a poisoned blade stabbing straight into Itachi’s heart.
“When I’m speaking to your master, since when does a dog get to interrupt?” He turned back to Hiruzen, the crimson in his eyes growing even more intense.
“Hiruzen Sarutobi, we have plenty of time ahead of us.
When I return, I will sever the heads of your entire Sarutobi clan and pile them into an unprecedented monument to properly honor the wrongfully deceased members of my Uchiha clan.” Just then, the captain of the sealing team rushed to Hiruzen’s side, his face deathly pale and his voice trembling.
“Lord Hokage!
It’s the Uchiha’s Blazing Sun Formation!
It’s a death formation powered by a massive amount of chakra materials, relying on the sealing nodes beneath their compound!
Even if we gather all the sealing ninjas in the village, it will take at least twelve hours to break through!” Itachi’s expression changed instantly, the Mangekyo Sharingan spinning wildly in his eyes.
He clenched his fists, only one thought in his mind—to use Susanoo and cleave this damn barrier apart with the Totsuka Blade.
But just as he was about to exert force into his fingertips, the image of Shisui right before his death, along with Danzo’s eye embedded with Kotoamatsukami, flashed through his mind.
His shoulders suddenly slumped.
Ultimately, he slowly lowered his eyes.
In his tightly clenched fists, his nails dug deeply into his palms, drawing blood.
In the dead silence of the standoff, an Anbu ninja suddenly stumbled through the crowd.
Even the mask on his face was knocked askew.
Covered in dirt, his voice cracked terribly.
“Lord Hokage!
Urgent report!
Border emergency!” Hiruzen whipped his head around, his heart suddenly clenching.
“The Fourth Raikage A led two thousand elite ninjas, bypassed our border patrols, and launched a surprise attack on three towns in the northern Land of Fire!
Rations and military supplies were completely looted, the stationed ninja squads were entirely wiped out, and the villagers suffered heavy casualties!
They are currently pushing straight into the heartland of the Land of Fire!” These words were like a clap of thunder, causing everyone present to drastically change their expressions.
Hiruzen staggered half a step back, his vision going dark in waves.
The village had been bombed into ruins, the Uchiha were glaring like tigers from within their barrier, and now Kumogakure had flanked them from behind.
Attacked from both sides, the Konoha he had protected his entire life had plunged into an unprecedented, desperate crisis overnight.
“Where is Kakashi?!
Where is his squad?!” he roared through gritted teeth, his voice full of despair.
“Captain Kakashi and his men have already clashed with Kumogakure’s vanguard!
The enemy has Killer B assisting them, and we can’t hold them off!
Requesting backup!” Right at the moment the outside of the barrier descended into total chaos, several puffs of white smoke from the Reverse Summoning Jutsu suddenly erupted in the open space inside the barrier.
Uchiha Kei, Taohuo, Yakumi, and their group instantly appeared within the white smoke.
Without the slightest hesitation, they all dropped to one knee, their voices loud and certain.
“Young Master Kain, Clan Head!
All missions accomplished!
The Scroll of Seals, the living Hashirama cell samples, and all experimental data have been secured!
Zero casualties!” The heavy burden Fugaku had been carrying finally lifted.
Looking at the clan’s elites before him, a surge of burning warmth flashed through his eyes.
Kain nodded slightly.
His gaze swept over the group before finally landing on the ashen-faced Shimura Danzo outside the barrier.
He raised his hand, leisurely holding up the scroll sealed with the Root insignia.
Through the surging flames of the barrier, he waved it at Danzo, a supremely mocking smile curling the corners of his mouth.
“Lord Danzo, the Hashirama cell experimental data you’ve treasured in your underground lab for over a decade, along with the Sharingan compatibility records for your arm—have you been looking for them all night?” He shook the scroll in his hand, as if teasing a furious dog.
“No need to look anymore, they’re right here with me.
Oh, right, I also conveniently took those dozens of Sharingan from your freezer.
After all, things belonging to the Uchiha should naturally return to the Uchiha, wouldn’t you agree?” After speaking, he didn’t spare another glance at Danzo’s instantly bloodshot single eye outside the barrier.
He turned and nodded at Fugaku, his voice calm but carrying an unquestionable authority.
“Pass down the order.
Everyone is to enter the portal in the predetermined sequence.
Elites will cover the rear, the elderly, weak, women, and children go first.
Move!” The clansmen, who had long been lined up and waiting at the entrance of the Naka Shrine, didn’t hesitate for a second.
They marched toward the underground secret chamber in an orderly fashion.
A sea of crimson Sharingan glowed in the firelight—no reluctance, no hesitation, only the absolute resolve to escape this cage.
Outside the barrier, Danzo stared at the scroll in Kain’s hand.
The blood in his body instantly rushed to his head.
The veins on his bandaged arm bulged, and the Sharingan embedded in his flesh twitched wildly.
Before he could even recover from that suffocating rage, another Root ninja came stumbling and crawling over, dropping to his knees with a thud.
His voice was thick with sobs.
“Lord Danzo!
It’s terrible!
The underground lab has been ransacked!
The living Hashirama cell samples, all the experimental data, and the entire inventory of Sharingan samples are all gone!
More than half the lab was collapsed by explosive tags, and all the brothers left behind to guard it are dead!” “Trash!
A bunch of useless trash!!” Danzo completely lost his mind.
He roared as he drew the short sword from his waist, his single eye filled with crazed bloodshot veins.
The chakra around his body surged uncontrollably.
“Attack!
Attack with everything you have!
Break this barrier!
I’m going to tear these Uchiha bastards into a million pieces!!” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Otaku_Senpaii Want more chapters?