I, the Naruto fan!

Is the gap between film-level and non-film-level films so big?

Itachi thought helplessly, the three magatama in his eyes kept spinning, trying his best to improve his combat effectiveness, but after all, the gap to the Kage level was here. How could he, who had just stepped into the elite Jonin ranks, directly break through to the Kage level? restrictions, what about forcing it to reach film level?

What's more, his current physical condition does not allow his strength to directly enter the shadow level.

Itachi already understood why Qianqiu reminded him not to use chakra and Mangekyo Sharingan. He just activated chakra, and his body began to hurt. If he activated the Sharingan, he could not breathe.

Even though he has not yet mastered the Mangekyō Sharingan at this stage, anyone can guess how much burden Itachi will have on his body if he uses the Mangekyō Sharingan.

Itachi wisely put down his sword, suppressed his anger and chakra, looked at Obito coldly and said: "If Shisui dies in your hands, I will never forgive you!"

"Oh, I don't need your forgiveness."

Obito sneered and slowly disappeared from the spot. He left a sentence that made Itachi widen his eyes, "The last two people are in the main hall, go ahead."

Main hall! ?

Itachi's heart skipped a beat as he recalled the killing process that he had just become numb to. Even though he did not deliberately remember it, the impression of the killing was still firmly etched in his mind.

These tribesmen, who are either familiar or strangers, are all sins that he needs to bear.

Among these sins, Itachi subconsciously escaped the heaviest and most unacceptable sin.

Who are the two people who are qualified to sit in the main hall and whom I have not met?

Itachi tightly held the tachi in his hand, his fingers were all pale, and he tightened them with extreme force. The tiger's mouth was already worn out, and the blood soaked the back of his hand with bulging veins.

He gritted his teeth tightly, and his chest kept rising and falling with his breathing. Anger, unwillingness, and frustration were all flowing through his heart, and finally they condensed into one thought.

Become stronger! Become stronger! Become stronger!

In this ninja world, only those who are strong enough can do what they want to do.

You have to be at least as powerful as Qianqiu to be able to control your own life!

call--

Itachi took a deep breath, and then another. As he took a deep breath, his shaking heart began to calm down, and his trembling arms gradually became more stable.

"For the glory of the Uchiha clan."

He muttered to himself, wiped off the blood from the tiger's mouth, casually tore a piece of clothing around his palm and sword, bit the strip of cloth with his mouth and tied it in a tight knot, and walked to the door of the main hall with an indifferent expression.

Itachi took a deep breath again, knocked on the door gently, then bowed with proper etiquette, slowly opened the door, and stepped in.

The two people sitting in the main hall were quietly studying Itachi.

They had already woken up, or rather, they had not slept in the first place.

The man's face was serious and his eyes were unclear, making it impossible to judge his emotions.

The woman's face was stained with tears, and her eyes were filled with relief and remorse.

"Father, mother."

Uchiha Itachi murmured, and the blood on the tip of his knife fell drop by drop, soaking the tatami that should not have a trace of stain.

"Who asked you to come in without taking off your shoes!"

"Where's the etiquette!"

Uchiha Fugaku was sitting with a serious face. He seemed not to see the sword in Itachi's hand at all, but instead focused on his feet.

"Itachi, remember, no matter what, you are the pride of the Uchiha clan."

Uchiha Mikoto burst into tears. She understood the current situation better than her husband.

"Yes, father, mother."

A tear fell from Itachi's eyes, and he seriously took off his shoes and walked slowly in front of the two of them.

"Itachi, you are our pride and the hope of the Uchiha clan."

Uchiha Fugaku did not show any cowardice until the end. His face was serious and he still looked majestic as a clan leader.

"I don't blame you for the Uchiha clan to be in the current situation. It's just our lack of strength that's to blame."

He shook his head regretfully, "It would be great if we still had the strength we had back then."

"Father, strength must be earned by oneself, not given by the dead."

Itachi's eyes were full of light, Uchiha Fugaku snorted and closed his eyes, "Stop talking, come on!"

Uchiha Mikoto also closed her eyes, leaned on Uchiha Fugaku, and said softly: "Itachi, we trust your judgment, say hello to Qianqiu for me, the Uchiha clan is relying on you!"

"...Farewell, my child."

Itachi closed his eyes in pain and swung down the sword in his hand.

The next moment, when he opened his eyes again, the pair of three magatama sharingan eyes instantly linked into a three-edged shuriken, and two lines of blood and tears streaked across his cheeks.

Mangekyō Sharingan, open!

Chapter 561: Follow me

"Okay, okay!"

"Ha ha ha ha--!!!"

Just when Uchiha Itachi looked at the two people in front of him who had lost the breath of life with blood and tears in his eyes, a swirling wave emerged from behind him.

The next moment, Obito appeared behind Itachi with Danzo in tow.

"He is indeed the strongest genius of the Uchiha clan, and he is the one who bears the hope of the Uchiha clan!"

Obito laughed loudly and mocked Uchiha Itachi with sarcastic words.

The greatest hope of the Uchiha clan is to kill the murderer who killed all the members of the Uchiha clan.

This dramatic result really made Obito unable to stop.

"You——"

Itachi's eyes were filled with blood and tears, and he turned his head angrily to look at Uchiha Obito.

Danzo, who was following Obito, was startled by Itachi's sudden turn of his head. Itachi looked at Danzo and was also stunned. He stared at him with an ugly face, and his expression changed in disbelief.

He was forced to assist Uchiha Obito in order to preserve the glory of the Uchiha clan.

What about this guy Danzo?

He actually followed behind Obito with a licking face, just like a lackey!

Thinking of this, Itachi felt a nameless fire rushing into his heart, and his usual calm mentality was completely broken at this moment.

In Konoha, in this place that he swore to protect at all costs, there are actually people who would actually choose to betray!

He felt insulted and felt that his sacrifice was not worth it!

"Damn..."

Itachi's fists kept clenching, and the Mangekyō Sharingan in his eyes spun wildly, and a crazy idea came to his mind.

He had already killed so many people, and he would definitely not stay in Konoha.

In this case, why not use this identity to remove another tumor for Konoha!

Thinking of this, Itachi immediately made up his mind. He was not a person who looked ahead and behind. If there was a chance, he would definitely hold it tightly!

"Tsukuyomi!"

A powerful eye power projected from Itachi's Mangekyō Sharingan and directly invaded Danzo's nerves.

"Huh?!"

Danzo, who had just appeared and didn't even have time to say a word, was immediately pulled into Itachi's Tsukuyomi world.

This is an extremely strange world, and all the rules are determined by Itachi.

Time, space, five senses...

This is a world made up entirely of fantasy, and Itachi is the creator of this world!

"Danzo..."

Itachi's face was grim, holding a katana in his hand, looking at Danzo who was already tied to the cross and unable to move, looking at him in horror.

For such a person, even lingchi would not be too much!

But, the next moment, Itachi's Tsukuyomi space suddenly lost control, and he didn't even have time to control it, he felt like he was hit by a heavy hammer and flew backwards.

Danzo's eyes blurred, and he returned to the real world, panting with cold sweat.

"Itachi, you can't be rude to my next partner."

Obito said to Itachi sinisterly, Itachi fell to the ground with his hands on his chest, his eyes full of gloom.

In the Tsukuyomi world where time can be controlled at will, Itachi was interrupted before he had time to do anything, which means that he had just performed Tsukuyomi and Obito had interrupted him.

The time error is not even one second!

Uchiha Obito... Is he really that strong! ?

Itachi stared at Uchiha Obito with his Mangekyō Sharingan. After he opened the Mangekyō Sharingan, his strength was directly raised from the elite jonin to the peak of the elite jonin, and he was only one step away from the Kage level.

The blessing of the Mangekyō Sharingan is extremely terrifying. It can be said that this thing is a golden finger, a plug-in, and it is the kind that ordinary people cannot understand!

"Don't try to use the Mangekyō Sharingan on me, your strength is too weak."

Obito sneered, and his eye also turned into a Mangekyō. The Mangekyō Sharingan with three sickles slowly rotated, looking quite terrifying.

Itachi quietly launched an illusion against Obito in disbelief. He knew about the Mangekyō Sharingan. The abilities of each pair of Mangekyō Sharingan are different, and their enhancements to abilities are also different.

Obito is obviously not an illusion-type ninja. Even if the Mangekyō Sharingan has resistance to illusions, can it really block an illusion-type ninja like himself who specializes in illusions and is strengthened by the Mangekyō Sharingan?

Maybe not?

But the next second, Itachi, who released an illusion on Obito, groaned, felt pain in his eyes, covered his eyes and lowered his head.

Obito was slightly stunned, and then snorted coldly, "Itachi, your illusion ability is indeed outstanding, but your strength is too weak. You can't even break the autonomous defense of my Mangekyō Sharingan!"

That's right.

Obito didn't realize that Itachi released an illusion on him, but the Mangekyō Sharingan didn't need to be triggered at any time. Compared with Kakashi, the unlucky child who didn't have the blood of the Uchiha clan, the Uchiha clan ninjas use the Sharingan instinctively.

"Tsk..."