"Muku, is it really you? My son, Muku!"
Mui looked pale, stood up staggeringly, walked to Muku's side, and seemed to want to touch Muku's face.
There was a bit of panic and panic on his face, but more of it was guilt, love, and longing.
That may be a bit complicated.
However, if your parents come back to see you after being away from home for a long time, they will probably have this look on their faces.
Calmly dodging Mui's hand, a somewhat nervous smile appeared on Muku's face.
"Father...? Do you know how painful it has been for me to live in that colorless and soundless place for so many years? There is no concept of direction in that place, because no matter where I go, all I see is a dead purple, the same purple..."
"Sorry, Muku, this is all my fault, it's my fault."
Mui suddenly hugged Muku into his arms, but then his expression suddenly changed.
"No, how could you... have no heartbeat!"
"Father, don't you... have no heartbeat now?"
Mui looked in disbelief at the hand that had just penetrated Izumi Uchiha's body and then penetrated his own heart.
"You... are not... my Muku...! Who are you?"
Mui was half-kneeling on the ground, his voice was hoarse and weak, but his eyes were still staring at Muku's face, hoping to find the shadow of the cheerful young man before.
It was a pity that although they all had the same face, what he saw was a face full of evil charm and ridicule.
"Ah, Muku? Is that the kid who looked a bit like you who was eaten by me a few years ago? It was a delicious taste that I finally tasted after a thousand years, and I always remember it. As for my name... those people from thousands of years ago called me Satoru.
My dear father, forgive me for calling you that. After all, Muku is also a part of me now. The four people you sent in just now haven't fed me yet, so I'll trouble you to help fill me up..."
"Boom!"
"Muku" Before he could finish speaking, his body was suddenly knocked away.
He was knocked away by Manda who was channeled by Kabuto Yakushi.
Mui's eyes lost their luster, and he collapsed weakly on the ground, refusing to close his eyes.
With his heart ripped out, he naturally couldn't survive, and the effect of Fire Release Prison Technique was bound to his life.
It is precisely because of this that Kabuto Yakushi can channel Manda after Senjutsu Chakra is exhausted.
Itachi Uchiha took this opportunity to jump to Izumi Uchiha and brought her back to him.
"Itachi..."
Izumi Uchiha slowly opened his eyes, holding one of Itachi Uchiha's hands with his left hand, while the other gently stroked Itachi's cheek, and the blood on his hand stained Itachi's cheek.
"Quan, I'm here."
Itachi Uchiha shook his head in a somewhat unacceptable manner. The three Tomoes among the two Sharingans were rotating rapidly, gradually forming the shape of a three-wheeled windmill.
In this world where Shisui has never died young and Uchiha has never been exterminated, although Itachi Uchiha has opened Three Tomoe and Sharingan with his extraordinary talent and the darkness that Anbu has witnessed for many years, he has not suffered any huge spiritual shock and has not yet opened Mangekyō Sharingan.
But even without Mangekyo, relying on the superb fire escape inherited from his father, and Genjutsu who is almost only under Shisui, his strength is enough to reach a level close to Kage Level.
But that was only until the last moment.
Witnessing the scene of Izumi Uchiha dying and knowing what it feels like to lose "love", he opened his eyes.
"Itachi, listen to me, actually I have always..."
Izumi Uchiha looked at Itachi Uchiha's handsome face with an anxious expression.
"Stop talking, you're not dead yet!"
Kabuto Yakushi walked over as if he had eaten dog food until he vomited.
"As a disciple of Lord Hokage, it's normal for me to know so many Medical Ninjutsu, right?"
Kabuto Yakushi's hands condensed green light and pressed on Izumi Uchiha's lower abdomen where a big hole had been dug out.
"But since I want to treat her, I can't take out my hand to deal with the guy in the distance who has turned into a monster. I can only leave it to you."
Naturally, the changes in Itachi Uchiha's eyes cannot be hidden from the attentive Kabuto Yakushi.
As a disciple of Orochimaru, he naturally knows how powerful these eyes are.
Among the ruins in the distance, the body of "Muku" gradually expanded, his legs were continuously stretched, his feet quickly turned into a pair of eagle claws, and a pair of huge wings grew on his back.
"Muku" eventually turned into a black monster that looked a bit like a bird, but had no head, or in other words, used its entire body as a head.
This is the monster that was Six Paths Sage Seal in Box of Paradise thousands of years ago, Wu.
"Boom!"
Manda released a huge laser beam from its mouth, directly cutting Hozuki Castle's city gate in half with the momentum of destroying everything.
If Satoru hadn't reacted quickly enough just now, he would have fallen into the same fate as the city wall.
"Damn it, this snake... how can it not have the concept of fear in its mind?"
According to legend, Satoru has the power to read people's hearts. Anyone who has the slightest fear of him will be able to read their inner thoughts.
Having the courage to overcome fear does not mean that there is no fear. In fact, as long as you are afraid of him, it means that there is more or less fear.
In the years that Monster Satoru has gone through for more than a thousand years, Sage of Six Paths is the only person whose heart he cannot read, and he was sent to Box of Paradise with a slap.
But now, how could the emotions in this stupid snake's mind be so outrageous?
Is there no part of his brain that produces the emotion of fear?
Why did he feel like this snake had no brain at all?
But fortunately for Wu Lai, at this moment he still has a huge advantage against Manda, that is, he can fly.
Manda looked up to the sky and roared, raised the front half of his body high, opened the bright silver scales on both sides of his abdomen, revealing missiles and fired them at Satoru flying in the sky.
Satoru didn't dare to neglect. He had never seen such a thing as a missile after living for a thousand years, but the energy he possessed during his long life finally brought him a lot of combat experience.
He wouldn't let these things touch him.
He waved his wings, and countless feathers turned into sharp blades and flew down, colliding with the flying missiles, releasing fireworks in the air.