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The only one who could keep up was the Second Hokage, Senju Tobirama, who had mastered the Flying Thunder God Technique.
Flying Thunder God — a type of instantaneous teleportation jutsu.
Originally developed to counter the formidable visual prowess of the Uchiha clan's Sharingan, this technique allowed the user to instantly teleport to any location marked by their unique teleportation formula.
Of course, it was extraordinarily difficult to leave the Flying Thunder God's mark on someone like Uchiha Haru.
After their prolonged battle, Tobirama had not been able to imprint the technique on Haru at all.
The reason Tobirama could still keep pace was that his Flying Thunder God mark remained on Danzo.
Danzo was his disciple.
He had placed the mark on Danzo long ago.
Once marked, the Flying Thunder God seal was nearly impossible to remove.
So even after all these years, the mark on Danzo still existed—and now proved useful.
But… although somewhat helpful, it wasn't a perfect advantage.
After all, Tobirama was the only one who could keep up with Haru.
Stopping Haru was simply too difficult.
Bang!
Haru's foot connected solidly with Danzo's chest, sending him flying in a graceful arc through the air.
Danzo crashed hard into the ground, creating a deep crater.
He was knocked unconscious, stars exploding behind his eyelids.
Before he could even gather himself, another heavy footfall came down upon him again.
Danzo's expression changed drastically.
He instinctively glanced at his arms.
All the Sharingan were closed, except for one half-opened eye, about to activate—but it would take precious moments.
It was surely too late.
Was this the end? Was he going to die here?
A wave of despair rose in Danzo's chest.
At that very moment, several vines and branches shot out from a distance and wrapped tightly around Haru.
Wood Release: Great Forest Technique!
The one who activated it was none other than the First Hokage, Senju Hashirama!
Not long ago, Haru had used the same technique to restrain Danzo to death, spilling blood right then and there.
Now, Haru was trapped in the same predicament.
"Ah!"
Members of the Uchiha clan gasped.
Haru was their hope—their only chance for survival.
If Haru died, they were certain they would perish too.
As Haru fell into danger, their hearts dropped.
But no one panicked as before.
They believed Haru would hold on.
Danzo breathed a sigh of relief.
In any case, this life was spared—for now.
The Third Hokage, Orochimaru, and Itachi also looked far more relaxed.
It seemed the crisis had passed.
But it had not been easy.
Haru had fought six Kage-level shinobi all alone.
He once held absolute dominance.
News like this was enough to shock even the most stoic.
Fortunately, this ordeal was drawing to a close.
Under Hashirama's chakra control, the vines and branches gradually tightened.
Haru struggled to break free but failed.
Wood Release: Great Forest Technique's vines and branches were no ordinary tendrils.
Their toughness and hardness had improved qualitatively.
Even a samurai sword's blade might fail to slice through.
The vines creaked ominously as they squeezed tighter.
A triumphant smile appeared on Danzo's face.
No one knew better than him the terrible power those seemingly fragile vines contained.
He still vividly remembered the despair and pain of being torn apart by that force.
Now, seeing Haru suffer similarly, his mood lifted.
But his happiness was short-lived.
The vines had been wrapped around Haru for some time.
Yet there was no sign of damage.
Haru's expression was calm, even teasing and contemptuous.
He glanced at the Kage-level shinobi below with indifference, silently mocking their efforts.
The Third Hokage, Orochimaru, and Itachi all noticed something strange.
The vines, so tough even a samurai sword couldn't cut them, began to creak louder.
But now no one thought those noises signaled vines strangling Haru.
Rather, they meant the vines themselves were about to snap.
Even Hashirama showed surprise.
What a strong body.
Haru could withstand his Great Forest Technique's force with sheer physical resilience.
Not even Hashirama or Uchiha Madara could do that back in their prime.
It was terrifying.
Danzo was the first to lose composure.
What Haru just displayed terrified him.
Now that he had finally trapped Haru, Danzo resolved to seize the chance and eliminate him.
"Wood Release: Root Burial!"
As Danzo performed the ninjutsu, one of his arms instantly transformed into thick, dragon-like roots.
It spread toward Uchiha Haru, trying to devour him.
With just a slight touch, Haru's entire body would transform into the same tree roots as Danzo's right arm.
This ninjutsu was incredibly powerful—almost a guaranteed kill.
But the price was steep.
It cost the caster their entire arm.
However, this was nothing to Danzo.
He possessed the Sharingan, which could activate Izanagi, turning any damage inflicted into mere illusions, thus avoiding real harm.
During the time Haru had been temporarily trapped by the First Hokage, Danzo had already regained one of his Sharingan eyes.
Now, he decisively unleashed this deadly ninjutsu.
The dragon-like roots surged forward and began to engulf Haru.
Ordinarily, with Haru's extraordinary physical prowess, it would have been a joke for these roots to come near him.
But now, under the control of the First Hokage's Wood Release: Great Forest Technique, Haru could neither move nor hide—escape was impossible.
"Ah!"
A surprised cry rang out from the direction of the Uchiha clan members.
Then silence fell—a silence so deep you could hear a pin drop.
They witnessed it with their own eyes: Haru being swallowed by the roots, assimilated, and then disappearing...
Haru was gone.
Their hope was gone with him.
After executing Wood Release: Root Burial, Danzo severed the arm that had fully transformed into tree roots.
Moments later, the arm returned to its original human form.
The Sharingan that had just awakened on his arm now closed again.
Danzo frowned slightly.
He felt a sharp sting from his Sharingan.
It seemed that using Izanagi twice in such a short time did take a toll.
But he was satisfied with the result.
Uchiha Haru was dead.
The Uchiha clan had lost its shelter.
"There are plenty of Sharingan," Danzo muttered grimly.
The Third Hokage's face also relaxed significantly.
The pressure Haru had placed on him had been overwhelming.
Orochimaru felt a twinge of regret.
Such a remarkable body—gone just like that.
He glanced at Danzo and the Third Hokage with some dissatisfaction.
"Uchiha Haru is no longer here. Our previous conditions…" Orochimaru began.
"No problem. Whatever you want, we'll do our best to satisfy you," the Third Hokage replied calmly.
In truth, even if they had captured Haru alive, they would never have handed him over to Orochimaru.
Orochimaru's experiments were terrifying.
If Haru's body were given to Orochimaru, who knew if he wouldn't create a second Uchiha Haru?
The current situation was exactly what they wanted.
Itachi's expression was complicated.
Haru was gone, so was the main obstacle.
But Itachi was lost, more uncertain than ever.
Uchiha Haru had fought for the clan until death, and he himself...
"Itachi, it's your turn! Go complete your mission!" Danzo said coldly.
Orochimaru sneered.
Watching members of the same clan kill each other was truly a perverse pleasure.
Itachi was stunned, subconsciously looking toward the Third Hokage.
The Third Hokage didn't respond, as if silently approving the plan.
"Itachi, what are you waiting for? Have you forgotten our agreement?" Danzo pressed.
Itachi raised his head, shooting Danzo a cold glare.
"You'd better remember your promise, or I will kill you," he warned.
His eyes suddenly flashed blood-red.
His Mangekyō Sharingan activated, radiating a mesmerizing yet terrifying aura of death.
At that moment, no one doubted Itachi's words.
He had the power.
Danzo narrowed his eyes slightly and quietly said, "Okay."
Itachi said nothing more.
He exhaled slowly, then vanished in a flash, appearing before the gathered Uchiha clan.
His expression was cold and detached.
As if those before him were strangers, not blood relatives.
"Uchiha Itachi, how dare you!" they shouted.
"Traitor! Traitor!"
"Are you really going to do this to your clan leader?"
The Uchiha clan members cursed and questioned him.
Itachi remained calm, unswayed, raising his samurai sword.
"Itachi!"
A gentle, delicate female voice called from the crowd.
Itachi's brows furrowed deeply, pain flashing in his eyes.
He recognized the voice—his mother, Uchiha Mikoto.
But he did not respond or lift his gaze.
Seeing her son—familiar, yet so strange—Uchiha Mikoto's heart shattered.
Tears, like pearls, rolled down her pale cheeks.
"You… your father?" she asked.
Itachi hesitated, voice nearly hoarse as he whispered two words:
"Dead."
Uchiha Mikoto was stunned, her face paling instantly, unable to speak.
The clan knew about Fugaku.
Why, amid such turmoil, was Fugaku nowhere to be seen? Now they understood—he was gone.
"Itachi, you killed the clan leader, didn't you?"
"You even killed your own father!"
...
A torrent of curses and accusations filled the air, hammering Itachi's ears until his head ached.
He made a firm decision and raised his samurai sword.
Uchiha Itachi—took action!
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