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"Welcome my ass!"

What shocked Itachi was that Uchiha An seemed completely unaffected. He charged over in a fit of rage, Chakra surging out around him and quickly coalescing into a Blood Red Susanoo. Its fist came crashing down toward his head.

"How could this be?"

The situation was completely beyond Itachi's expectations. He couldn't help but freeze for a moment, and by the time he tried to dodge, it was already too late.

"Itachi, look out!"

A dark figure suddenly rushed in from the side, putting himself between Itachi and the attack. He swung a huge fist of energy and met the Blood Susanoo's fist head-on.

"Boom!"

Their fists collided, unleashing a massive shock wave that swept over the surrounding ground once again.

The rubble and dismembered limbs scattered across the ground were all pulverized, then swept away by the gale, leaving the earth perfectly clean.

Itachi's eyes widened in surprise as he looked at the familiar, towering figure before him. His gaze grew hazy, as if he had returned to his childhood, to the first time he'd gone to battle.

Back then, whenever danger arose, Fugaku would suddenly appear like this. His towering figure was like a great mountain, firmly keeping danger at bay before Itachi.

And this time was no different!

The Black Susanoo shielded Itachi completely, facing off against the Blood Susanoo from a distance without letting him suffer even the slightest harm.

"How could this be?"

Itachi was utterly bewildered. He couldn't understand it at all.

Hadn't his father just been eager to grind him to dust?

How had he changed in an instant and rushed over to protect him?

As Itachi stood there in confusion, Fugaku's anguished voice rang out above him.

"An, I know what you've done for the clan."

"I'm grateful that