Boom!!!
The pitch-black Spiraling Ring exploded once more, its savage chakra storm completely engulfing Danzo's position. The newly grown trees were shredded to dust the instant they touched the black stardust, and smoke and debris surged like a tidal wave.
"What a pathetic sight, Danzo."
Menma's voice came from the other side of the smoke, dripping with undisguised scorn.
"You have both the Sharingan and Wood Release, yet this is all you can manage?"
His mockery came from the heart. To Menma, Danzo's use of his powers was utterly laughable. Setting Wood Release aside—his chakra reserves were limited, after all—what about his Sharingan? With just one three-tomoe eye, Kakashi had copied over a thousand ninjutsu and earned renown throughout the Ninja World as the Copy Ninja. And Danzo?
He actually used his Sharingan as extra lives?
The smoke gradually cleared, revealing Danzo's bedraggled figure. When he tried to counterattack with Wood Release, Menma still looked as though he had anticipated everything. He did not even furrow his brow.
Why... why does he know everything?!
Danzo even began to suspect that Menma was working with Orochimaru. Otherwise, how could he have seen through every last one of his trump cards?
"Hah... hah..."
His labored breathing rang out clearly within the silent barrier. Danzo raised his arm with a tremble... only one Sharingan remained.
His will to fight ebbed away like the tide.
It's already... impossible to recover Kotoamatsukami.
His clouded lone eye shifted, searching for a way to escape. The Hokage position, his ambitions—none of it mattered anymore.
Konoha cannot survive without Root... I must live!
Crack—
A teeth-grating sound of grinding bones came from Danzo's arm. The Hashirama cells stirred on the verge of running wild, and fine wood-grain patterns had already surfaced on his skin. His chakra was nearly