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Bang!

The penetrated Fugaku turned into white smoke, and Madara's smiling face froze under his mask.

From the rear left, a figure quickly approached.

puff!

Madara's left chest was pierced by his palm, and Fugaku behind him had a happy smile on his face.

"..."

Madara seemed to want to say something, but he staggered and fell down.

Looking down at Madara's body, Fugaku suddenly spoke.

"Izanagi, the forbidden technique of the Uchiha clan can modify the death of the caster. If my prediction is correct, you should still be alive, right Madara?"

A figure slowly emerged, and when Fugaku said it, the meaning of the sneak attack was lost.

"What a genius idea. Put Susanoo outside the body and use the shadow clone as a bait to create opportunities for the real body to attack."

Praise rang out, and he didn't seem to be angry at all for the previous defeat.

"But how long can you hold on? You have very little chakra, and your eyes can hardly hold on anymore!"

Fugaku's figure was shaky, and he did not comment on Madara's words.

"But I still have two eyes and two chances Izanagi, your failure is inevitable!"

Fugaku said calmly.

Ban's face was gloomy, and he had the intention of retreating.

If both of the opponent's eyes are destroyed, what's the point of fighting?

Seeing so many Uchiha corpses around him, he had the idea of ​​​​taking a profit and leaving.

"Stop! Don't even think about harming the Fugaku clan leader while I'm here!"

A figure suddenly appeared, followed by dozens of masked ninjas, interrupting the confrontation between the two on the battlefield.

The person taking the lead is none other than Konoha's current hero—Shimura Danzo.

"Chief Fugaku, please don't worry. As long as I'm here, the thieves can't hurt you again!"

Danzo said sternly, but his eyes lingered on the two of them.

A group of root ninjas quickly followed up, protecting Fugaku in the middle, but the kunai was faintly facing Fugaku.

"Ah……"

A sneer finally escaped from Fugaku. He looked at Danzo's actions with disdain, as if he was watching a drama performance.

"Now that Lord Danzo has arrived, I will naturally retreat."

Madara immediately surrendered, but his steps didn't stop.

He walked slowly to the branch nearby, reached out and dug out the Sharingan from the dead Uchiha.

One pair, two pairs, three pairs...

Just like a fruit farmer during the autumn harvest, Ban's steps are brisk, wandering between branches and harvesting "fruits" one by one.

Danzo and the root ninja seemed to be spectators of a pantomime, saying nothing.

His fists were clenched tightly, Fugaku looked at the vigilant root ninja beside him, and finally stood still.

"Then I'll take my leave first."

After collecting nearly one-third of the Sharingan, Madara noticed Danzo's frown and expressed his intention to retreat.

After a chuckle, the space-time vortex slowly appeared, and Madara disappeared into the vortex.

"Chief Fugaku, we are safe now. Please let the medical ninja help you treat him."

Seeing Madara leave, Danzo seemed to be happy to get rid of him, and he called a root ninja in a brisk tone.

"Speak up if you have anything to say, Danzo."

Fugaku spoke with unconcealed disgust in his tone.

"Is this the end of the Uchiha clan? It's really ridiculous. You have made great contributions to the village for so many years."

"Chief Fugaku."

Danzo also spoke, his voice returning to its previous gloomy and low tone.

The surrounding root ninjas also assumed fighting postures, heading straight towards Fugaku in the center.

"The Uchiha clan has always been the cancer of Konoha. You are disobedient and unruly. You are the biggest force threatening Konoha."

He said this without hiding his disgust and contempt for Uchiha.

"You affected the unity of the village, always thinking about a coup, and created the Nine-Tails Rebellion that led to the death of the fourth generation, and even the defection of ninjas like Madara."

Speaking of this, Danzo let out a sneer, as if he was mocked by seeing this scene of fighting among the clan.

"So for Konoha, the older generation of Uchiha ninjas led by you are destined to be swept into the garbage heap."

His tone was cruel, and he pointed at all the corpses on the battlefield in front of him.

"But don't worry, the new generation of Uchiha will be reborn in Konoha. They will become the real backbone of Konoha and become ninjas truly loyal to Konoha!"

His tone turned high, and Danzo raised his head slightly, looking down at Fugaku, who was covered in scars, as if giving alms to him.

"So Chief Fugaku, please... dedicate your last strength to Konoha!"

His tone was fanatical, his eyes fixed on Fugaku's, filled with jealousy and unwillingness.

"I curse you..."

Fugaku suddenly spoke, his voice so soft that he seemed inaudible.

"I curse you... to be betrayed by Konoha after all..."

The low voice lingered on the battlefield, and countless innocent souls seemed to respond.

The last chakra rushed into his eyes crazily, and his face became distorted with pain.

The dark purple giant skeleton appeared again, its meridians and flesh wrapped around its slender spine, and a sharp chakra sword began to appear in his right hand.

'not enough! '

My heart is roaring.

The Karasu Tengu armor began to materialize, its size began to expand, its legs were faintly growing, and the shadow of wings appeared behind it.

'It's reached its limit...'

The tearing pain from all parts of the body reminded Fugaku, and his eyes were deeply bulging, as if they were about to burst.

'It's a pity... In the end... I still can't see further with these eyes...'

The heavily armored God of Destruction leaned forward slightly, and instantly pulled out the chakra sword from the left side, slashing across the entire battlefield with the force of Iai.

The storm roared, sand and dust flew, one after another earth walls appeared on the trajectory of the great sword, one after another ninjutsu was spit out and hit Fugaku directly, but... none of them had any effect.

The unstoppable sword slashed in an arc from left to right, and ninjas fell one after another in the path of the sword.

The whole body slashed in an arc. At this time, there was no living person on the battlefield, and the corpses of root ninjas fell in a pool of blood.

The body closest to Fugaku, Shimura Danzo's body, was looking at Fugaku who was on the verge of reaching his limit.

After smiling slightly, Danzo dissipated into white smoke.

A look of understanding flashed across Fugaku's eyes, and there was no sadness or joy on his face. He stood still, lifeless.

At the edge of the battlefield in the distance, an old man over fifty years old was galloping.

Across the battlefield, ignoring the countless corpses of his men, the ecstatic Danzo headed straight for Fugaku.

"Finally...finally...such a powerful eye is finally mine!"

On the hellish battlefield, Danzo was laughing wildly.