Cruel!

"What did we do wrong?! Just because we have Sharingan, we're branded as traitors and hunted to extinction?!"

"I have nothing left!" He suddenly raised his hand, pointing to his chest, his voice filled with despair, "I destroyed everything with my own hands!

My mother! My sister! The people I wanted to protect most all died by my hand! All of this is thanks to this hypocritical world!"

Accompanied by this voice of ultimate despair, Uchiha Genki's gaze once again turned to Fugaku Uchiha, who was struggling to retreat.

The Susanoo Armor instantly took a large stride, its giant hand reaching out and tightly gripping Fugaku like a chick, dragging him into mid-air.

"No--!! Father!!"

Uchiha Itachi let out a desperate scream from below, the redness in his eyes reappearing. He squeezed out every last bit of Chakra left in his body, forming hand seals at lightning speed: "Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame!"

"Water Style: Water Dragon Bullet Technique!"

Ninjutsu after Ninjutsu bombarded the Susanoo Armor's giant hand, attempting to save Fugaku.

But his Chakra was already depleted, and the power of these Ninjutsu was greatly reduced, unable to shake the Susanoo Armor in the slightest.

Uchiha Genki slowly detached from the top of the Susanoo Armor, his body staggering as he floated in front of Fugaku.

He was covered in blood, his hair stuck to his cheeks with it, his eyes blood-red, like a vengeful spirit crawled from hell.

He stared intently at Fugaku, who was trapped in the giant hand and unable to move, and let out a hoarse question: "Why?! Why did you stand by and watch your clan die! Why, as the clan head, couldn't you protect anyone?! Why?! Why?!"

Each "why" was like the sharpest knife, stabbing fiercely into Fugaku's heart, and also into Itachi's heart.

Fugaku opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but could only let out a painful groan, blood constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Not talking?!" Genki's eyes became even more frenzied. He suddenly extended his index and middle fingers, like two blades, and unhesitatingly dug into Fugaku's eyes!

"Ugh--!!!"

A scream of ultimate agony erupted from Fugaku's throat, blood instantly gushing from his eye sockets, dyeing Genki's hands red.

Fugaku's body thrashed wildly in the giant hand, but he couldn't break free.

Uchiha Genki, however, acted as if he hadn't heard, a twisted smile on his face. He casually threw the gouged-out eyeballs onto the ground and crushed them under his foot with force.

"Ugh--! Genki! You monster!" Itachi roared frantically from below, tears mixing with blood streaming from his eyes. He tried to channel Chakra again, attempting to activate the Susanoo Armor, but the intense pain in his eyes made his vision black. The Susanoo Armor, barely forming a rudimentary shape, completely dissipated.

However, this was only the beginning.

Uchiha Genki completely ignored Fugaku's pain. A Kunai appeared in his hand from who knows when, and he unhesitatingly sliced at Fugaku's nose!

With a "splat," his nose was cleanly severed, and blood spurted out again.

Next came his fingers, palms, limbs, ears, tongue... He was like a cruel butcher, using the Kunai to slice away Fugaku's limbs bit by bit. Each cut was precise and vicious, and screams of agony continuously came from Fugaku's throat, gradually weakening until only unconscious whimpers remained.

Jiraiya watched, his eyes splitting with rage. He launched Sage Mode attacks consecutively: "Sage Art: Thousand Needles of Senbon!"

"Sage Art: Great Ball Rasengan!" Countless white hairs shot out like a torrential rain towards the Susanoo Armor, and the Great Ball Rasengan smashed down with furious Sage Chakra.

But these attacks were firmly blocked by the Susanoo Armor's black armor, unable to harm Genki in the slightest.

Sarutobi Hiruzen also used the last of his Chakra, once again performing the Five Elements: Great Condensation Technique. A torrent of colorful energy slammed into the Susanoo Armor, still only leaving a few white marks in vain.

Obito Uchiha also activated Kamui multiple times, attempting to pull Fugaku into the Kamui dimension, but the black energy on the Susanoo Armor acted like a barrier, rendering his Kamui ineffective.

Whether it was Jiraiya's Sage Art attacks, Sarutobi Hiruzen's Five Elements Ninjutsu, or even Obito Uchiha's Kamui, none of them had any effect in front of the current Genki.

The thousand-meter-tall Perfect Susanoo Armor stood like an insurmountable wall of bronze, blocking all rescue attempts.

Under Uchiha Itachi's despairing and pained gaze, Uchiha Genki delivered the final blow, decapitating Fugaku. Then, using the Kunai, he carved open his chest and dug out the still faintly beating heart.

He tightly gripped Fugaku's heart, feeling its last warmth, and let out a frenzied laugh: "Hahahahaha! So! So you had a heart too! So your heart was red too!"

His laughter was filled with hatred, sorrow, and endless madness.

He raised the heart, the redness in his eyes almost solidifying.

"Next! It's you! It's you! Sarutobi Hiruzen!!"

As his voice fell, he casually crushed Fugaku's heart, blood dripping from between his fingers.

Fugaku's corpse lost its last spark of life, and the Susanoo Armor controlled by Genki crushed it, completely turning it into a mist of blood that scattered into the air.

Having dealt with Fugaku, Uchiha Genki merged back into the Susanoo Armor, controlling this world-destroying giant and striding towards the center of Konoha. Each step caused the entire Konoha to tremble violently, as if the end was near.

This scene instantly changed Sarutobi Hiruzen's expression, his aged face filled with terror and solemnity.

He suddenly turned and roared at the ninjas behind him: "Quick! Everyone, at all costs! Stop him! Absolutely do not let him get close to the center of Konoha!"

However, his voice carried a tremor that even he himself didn't notice.

Even Jiraiya's Sage Art couldn't break through his defenses; could they really stop this monster who had completely gone mad?

A sense of despair spread among the Konoha ninjas once again.

The futile struggle continued, weak and desperate like a candle in the wind.

As time passed, more and more ninjas arrived from various areas of Konoha, and the number gathered exceeded thirty thousand.

Dense figures covered the ruins and the edges of the battlefield, with various Chakra lights intertwining in the night sky, forming a brilliant yet futile sea of light.

Fire Style flames swept out like a prairie fire, Water Style torrents surged like rushing rivers, Earth Style rock walls were built layer upon layer for defense, Wind Style blades howled and cut, Lightning Style electricity crackled and exploded... Thirty thousand ninjas poured out their lifelong skills, unleashing their most powerful Ninjutsu without reservation.