Uchiha Madara: Super Evolution!

In Madara's stunned gaze, the two had no time to react before Mito's hands were on their backs.

"Madara, when you captured me, I told you. One month. If you don't send me back, I'll show you what a sealing clan is!!"

As she spoke, black curse marks spread like living creatures across Mina and Izuna's backs.

In the blink of an eye, their entire bodies were covered in black seals, locking their meridians.

"Uzumaki Mito!!" Madara struggled to rise, bandages slipping from his shoulders to reveal skin horribly burned by a forbidden Lightning Release jutsu. "Three months! You said three months!!"

Mito moved away from the two sealed figures and slowly walked towards Madara.

On the blue ribbon in her red hair, the Uzumaki Clan Emblem glinted under the candlelight.

The kunai in her hand still dripped with the blood of two medical ninja, a cruel smile on her lips.

"Did I? Perhaps I misremembered, but does it matter now?"

Mito turned towards Izuna, her slender fingers tracing the bloodstains on the kunai. "Do you remember when I begged you not to kill my guards?"

The kunai pierced Izuna's heart with a thwack.

Madara watched, helpless, as Izuna's pupils contracted.

His Mangekyo Sharingan, with its two tomoe, spun wildly in his intense grief, the patterns twisting and trembling like wildfire.

Izuna's fading gaze swept over his brother's trembling body, then landed on Mina's face, contorted by the seal. A broken whisper escaped his throat: "B-brother... Mina..."

Blood flowed from his lips, staining the Uchiha Clan Emblem on his chest a deep purple.

Mina's scream was choked off by the sealing jutsu.

She watched as Mito pulled out the bloodied kunai, turning the blade towards her.

"What beautiful eyes, Madara... When you and Kosuke massacred my guards, did you ever imagine this day?"

Madara's two-tomoe Sharingan seemed ready to spew flames, blood streaming from his nose down his cheeks.

The Lightning Release wounds beneath his bandages burst open with his surging chakra.

The flesh that should have been healing began to disintegrate before his eyes.

"You dare!!!"

Madara's roar shook dust from the tent ceiling, his crimson gaze fixed on the retreating figure, as if burning her into his memory.

"Oh?" As she spoke, Mito's kunai sank half an inch into Mina's heart, a cruel curve to her lips. "Why wouldn't I dare?"

Before she finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of Madara's pupils spasming violently, his two tomoe spinning rapidly in his tears and blood, merging.

Instantly, they transformed into a black circle with three tomoe connected end-to-end. The pupils became hollow circles, and an eerie crimson light seeped from around them.

Mangekyo Sharingan!

A torrent of dōjutsu power swept through the camp like a tsunami, followed by cries of falling bodies and screams from outside the tents.

"Uzumaki Mito...!!" Madara's body convulsed uncontrollably, bandages tearing apart to reveal the healing Lightning Release scars on his skin. "I, Uchiha Madara, swear to eradicate your Uzumaki clan from the ninja world!!!"

Mito's smile didn't falter. Under the pressure of Madara's gaze, which seemed capable of tearing space apart, she plunged the kunai completely into Mina's heart and twisted it violently several times.

"And then?"

Mina felt a bone-chilling pain in her chest, her strength draining away like a tide. Blood gushed from her lips as she silently cried out, "Big Brother Madara... Kosuke..."

"I will tear you to shreds! Ah--!"

Madara's voice was a guttural growl, like the whisper of an Asura from hell, each word accompanied by the grinding of his teeth.

Mito, still wearing a cruel smile, turned and glanced indifferently at Madara convulsing on the bed. She raised her foot to walk towards Kosuke's tent when she suddenly felt her limbs pinned in place by an invisible force.

She looked at Madara's eyes in terror.

Those Mangekyo Sharingan, now fully formed, were spinning at high speed.

Just as Mito felt the restraints around her tighten like steel, Madara's Mangekyo Sharingan closed with a shattering sound, emitting a bloody light for the first time.

His severely damaged body and exhausted spirit, along with his unfinished roar, plunged him back into the abyss of darkness.

"Release the genjutsu!" Mito's face paled. The medical ninjutsu in her palm continued to emit a dense green light. Together with the two other medical ninja, whose faces were equally pale, they struggled to staunch the bleeding. "What kind of genjutsu did you cast on Madara?!"

Mina, supported by Izuna, covered her eyes and slowly walked to the side, sitting down with a wry smile. "I just wove a hallucination for Big Brother Madara... that you suddenly attacked and cruelly murdered us."

Mito's hand faltered as she maintained the healing. She turned back to Mina, who was lowering her head and covering her eyes, in disbelief. In such an extreme and stimulating scenario, no one had considered her feelings?

Sensing Mito's gaze, Izuna gave her an awkward, apologetic smile.

Two days later, as Kosuke slowly opened his eyes, Madara, in the tent next door, snapped his eyes open.

"Uzumaki Mito!!"

Madara's enraged roar instantly reached the ears of the three in the adjacent tent, who were filled with joy at Kosuke's awakening.

Unlike Izuna and Mina's reactions to Madara's roar, Mito looked at Mina with a pained expression.

The patterns of the Mangekyo Sharingan suddenly appeared in Madara's dark eyes, his dōjutsu power erupting uncontrollably.

The memories in his mind were still stuck before he lost consciousness.

When he saw Izuna rushing towards him with a happy expression, the immense hatred in Madara's eyes suddenly froze.

"This is... an illusion?!"

Immediately, Madara forcefully disrupted the flow of Chakra within his body, while the power in his eyes surged madly.

But Izuna, who was by his side, still remained.

Seeing Izuna with a wide, grinning smile, Madara instantly understood.

Recalling Izuna's appearance in the two seamlessly connected illusions, the light of the Mangekyo Sharingan in his eyes suddenly faded, and he roared, "Get lost!"

"Alright, you rest up. I'll come see you again later, little brother."

It was the same familiar feeling. Madara watched the figure skipping away to the next room, and suddenly spoke, "Has Kosuke woken up?"

Izuna's skipping figure stopped, and he turned to look at his older brother, who was lying on the bed, struggling to turn his head. "He's awake. It's the same time as when you just woke up."

"He's awake... That's good. Now scram."

"You got it!"

Madara wearily closed his eyes, carefully sensing the changes in himself after awakening his eyes.

He was very sure that his dual-tomoe Sharingan had fully evolved.

"Hahaha, Little Kosuke, you didn't see it just now. Big brother thought he was still in an illusion. The way he roared, it was like a god of war descending upon the world, terrifying beyond measure."

Seeing Izuna's excited expression, Kosuke guessed inwardly: He probably took this opportunity to provoke Madara, otherwise why would Madara have roared like that?