Shimura Danzō! Die!

"Stop! Uchiha Genki!"

Jiraiya stood at the edge of the battlefield, Senjutsu Chakra surging wildly through his body, yet he could only watch helplessly as the tragedy unfolded. He let out a desperate, hoarse roar. "Just because you're suffering! Does that mean every innocent person has to pay the price?!"

"What you're doing! How are you any different from Itachi Uchiha! Or Shimura Danzō and the others?! You're all the same—executioners consumed by hatred!"

However, with Itachi Uchiha's death, Genki, who had still retained a trace of complicated emotion, seemed to have been completely stripped of the last vestiges of his humanity.

His face no longer held that frenzied smile from moments ago. There was only a deathly, icy indifference—and a madness that sought to destroy everything, down to the bone.

Wherever Susanoo Armor's great sword swept, no trace of life remained. In its wake, there was nothing but charred ruins and thick, sticky blood and mud.

In less than half an hour, the Mitokado Clan and Utatane Clan compounds followed in the Sarutobi Clan's footsteps, becoming utterly silent ruins. Two clans with centuries of heritage were destroyed just like that.

"Uchiha Genki! I'll kill you! I'll skin you alive! I'll make sure you die horribly! Aah—!!"

Utatane Koharu stared at the clan that had vanished before her eyes. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes bloodshot as she let out a despairing howl like a vengeful ghost. She threw herself at Susanoo Armor with all her strength, yet she appeared so tiny and laughable.

Nearby, Mitokado Homura stood frozen in place, staring blankly toward the direction where his clan had been destroyed. His face held no expression, only endless despair spreading through him.

His body trembled faintly, but he no longer even had the strength to raise a hand.

However, when Uchiha Genki heard Utatane Koharu's howls, not even his gaze rippled.

He merely controlled Susanoo Armor as it slowly raised its enormous foot and viciously stomped down toward that tiny figure.

"Boom—!"

The giant foot struck the ground, sending dust billowing everywhere.

The next instant, under Utatane Koharu's despairing, frozen gaze, her body was instantly crushed into a pool of flesh. Blood seeped through the gaps between the giant toes, staining the earth beneath red.

At the same time, the Eight-Handled Sword swung down again. A black sword aura pierced straight through Mitokado Homura's body, blasting him and the vast stretch of land behind him into a massive crater and erasing him completely from the earth.

After dealing with the two of them, Genki controlled Susanoo Armor and casually sent out several sword auras, killing the thousands of Konoha Ninjas attempting to flee nearby.

Then he paid no further attention to the chaos of the battlefield. Like a soulless puppet, he controlled Susanoo Armor and walked stiffly toward the hidden Root Base deep within Konoha.

At that moment, inside the underground base of the Root Organization, Shimura Danzō watched through a monitoring Ninjutsu as the enormous Susanoo Armor, which blotted out the sky, walked straight toward him. He felt the blood in his entire body freeze, his scalp crawl, and his whole body lock up.

Why is he coming straight for me too?!

He had originally assumed that Genki's targets were only the Konoha High Command and ordinary clan members. If he hid inside the secret Root Base, perhaps he could escape this calamity.

But the scene before him completely shattered that fantasy.

Without the slightest hesitation, Shimura Danzō's expression turned vicious and decisive.

He grabbed the confidential documents on the table and stuffed them into his robes, then put several important scrolls away before turning and sprinting toward the base's secret exit.

He had no intention of dying together with this madman here. He had not become Hokage yet, and he had not realized his ambitions!

However, just as he rushed out through the Root Base's hidden exit, a black sword aura suddenly descended from the sky. It pierced through the entire Konoha and struck his body with pinpoint accuracy.

"Pfft—!"

Shimura Danzō did not even have time to scream before his body was torn apart by the sword aura and instantly reduced to drifting ash.

A moment later, a mass of intangible energy gathered at the spot, and Shimura Danzō's figure emerged from the void once more.

He gasped for breath, cold sweat covering his forehead. His face was filled with terror and relief as he stared fixedly at the Susanoo Armor that had already arrived before him.

"Izanagi!"

This was the Uchiha Clan's forbidden technique. By consuming a Three-Tomoe Sharingan, it could transform fatal injuries one suffered into a dream, thereby evading death.

He had long since implanted multiple Sharingan for the sake of surviving a desperate situation like this.

"No... You can't do this to me!" Shimura Danzō forcefully suppressed the fear in his heart and shrieked at Genki in midair. "I'm an elder of Konoha! A meritorious hero who protects Konoha! If you dare kill me, you'll make an enemy of the entire Shinobi World! Aah—!!"

Before he could finish his threat, another sword aura struck and once again cut his body into ash.

Before long, Shimura Danzō revived at the same spot once more.

Yet the agony of being torn apart by the sword aura remained vividly branded in his mind, filling him with despair that came from the depths of his soul.

"Damn it! Kill him for me! Quickly! Everyone, attack!" Shimura Danzō turned and roared into the Root Base, attempting to command his Ninja subordinates to counterattack.

But the instant his voice fell, Uchiha Genki once again controlled Susanoo Armor to swing down its great sword, killing him and the several Root Ninjas who had rushed out with him.

Once, twice, three times...

Uchiha Genki treated it like a cat toying with a mouse. Completely ignoring the frenzied attacks of the Root Organization's members, he wantonly killed Shimura Danzō again and again.

Every revival meant one Three-Tomoe Sharingan going dark. Every death meant the agony being repeated in full.

Shimura Danzō gradually went from his initial terror and relief to collapse and numbness.

He tried to flee, but the sword aura struck him precisely every time;

He tried to resist, but he did not even have the right to approach Susanoo Armor;

He tried to beg for mercy, but he could not even make Genki stop for a single second.

In just half an hour, all the Three-Tomoe Sharingan implanted in Shimura Danzō's arms and face had completely closed, losing every trace of their luster.

He no longer had any means of reviving.

"Damn it! I haven't become Hokage yet! I was clearly about to become Hokage!" Shimura Danzō collapsed onto the ground, his hair disheveled and his face covered in blood and tears as he howled in despair and unwillingness. "I'm the one most suited to protect Konoha! How can I die here!"

"You filthy bastard!" He raised his head and glared venomously at Uchiha Genki in midair, uttering his final vicious curse. "Don't think you'll get off easy either! Disappear completely along with this filthy world!"