Come With Me! Let's Plunge Into Destruction!

"Ah—!!! Hahahahaha—!!!"

The unbearable pain and despair completely shattered the last remnants of his sanity.

In an instant, madness surged over Uchiha Genki like a tidal wave!

He curled up on the ground, letting out anguished sobs even as he erupted into hysterical laughter.

His laughter was stained with blood and tears, filled with collapse and endless self-mockery. It echoed wildly through the empty, dead-silent Uchiha Clan Compound, sounding especially mournful and terrifying.

Blood-mixed tears kept welling in his eyes and streaming down his cheeks, pooling in crimson puddles on the ground.

The Mangekyō Sharingan that had just evolved into its Six-Tomoe form was now webbed with blood vessels. Madness and despair mingled in its pupils, and not a trace of his earlier resolve remained.

Protect them? What a joke!

He was nothing but a sinner who had buried every last one of his hopes with his own hands!

"This world! It shouldn't exist!"

Uchiha Genki's scream was like a poison-coated steel needle, piercing the silent night. Every word brimmed with heart-wrenching pain and madness.

His throat was already soaked with blood and tears. His voice was hoarse as a broken gong, but he still roared with all his strength, the madness in his eyes nearly tangible. "This hypocritical world! This cruel world! You said it was wrong from the start—it was wrong! You said this was hell—it was hell all along!!"

The instant the words left his mouth, the Black Susanoo Armor behind him abruptly raised a massive hand and casually grabbed several White Zetsu who had survived by sheer luck and were still trying to launch a sneak attack.

Without the slightest pause, the Susanoo Armor clenched its fingers. With a muffled squelch, the White Zetsu were crushed into a bloody pulp. Crimson fluid dripped between the Susanoo Armor's fingers and splattered against the flagstones in tiny bursts.

The agony deep in his soul continued to pour forth, as if countless knives were repeatedly twisting inside him. Yet Uchiha Genki acted as though he couldn't feel it. Instead, he staggered to his feet and threw back his head in hysterical laughter.

His hair stuck to his cheeks with blood and tears, and his features were twisted beyond recognition. His laughter brimmed with the madness of destroying everything. "Hahahahaha—!! Since it's wrong, then let me... drag this world into hell with my own hands! Hahahaha—!!"

Not far away, Itachi Uchiha stared fixedly at the figure that had completely lost its sanity, his back already drenched in cold sweat.

He could clearly sense the terrifying torrent of chakra emanating from Genki, as well as the chilling aura given off by the nearly ten thousand hollow souls behind him. That power was far beyond anything he knew, and every nerve in his body was stretched taut.

"Damn it... This power... It's too bizarre..." he gritted out. His crimson Mangekyō Sharingan remained locked on Genki, his fingertips trembling slightly as he prepared to activate his ocular technique again at any moment.

Just then, a black figure abruptly appeared beside Itachi. It was Obito Uchiha, who had only just arrived.

He wore a spiral-patterned mask that revealed only one crimson Sharingan. His gaze settled gravely on the frenzied Genki in the distance and the enormous mass of souls behind him. "What happened? What's wrong with this guy?"

Itachi glanced at him sidelong, his tone cold, with a hint of wariness he could barely conceal. "Aren't you Madara Uchiha? Shouldn't you know?!"

As far as Itachi was concerned, the "Madara" before him had orchestrated all of this. There was no reason he wouldn't know what had happened to Genki.

Obito's voice remained calm, revealing no emotion. "I was dealing with the remnants of the Konoha Military Police Force. I didn't have time to pay attention to what was happening here."

His gaze lingered on Genki for a moment. Beneath the mask, his brows furrowed slightly. He, too, had clearly been caught off guard by the situation spiraling beyond expectations.

"Hehehehe—!!"

Another burst of crazed laughter rang out, cutting off their conversation.

Uchiha Genki slowly lowered his head. His Special Mangekyō Sharingan, formed by six interlocking Tomoe, snapped open. The patterns in his pupils spun rapidly, and his surging ocular power swept outward like a tsunami. The air rippled as it warped, and even the space around them trembled faintly!

The next second, a sudden transformation took place!

The Black Susanoo Armor, which had originally stood only thirty or forty meters tall, suddenly blazed with an even more intense black aura.

Thick black energy flowed rapidly over the Susanoo Armor's body like boiling magma, gradually hardening into armor covered in vicious patterns that clung tightly to its entire form.

Its previously slender, thirty-meter frame began to swell and rise at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Itachi Uchiha and Obito Uchiha both froze in place, their expressions shifting from shock to blank disbelief. Their breathing stopped.

They watched as the Black Susanoo Armor slowly grew powerful legs and planted them firmly on the ground, making the entire Uchiha Clan Compound tremble;

A pair of enormous wings spread behind it, blotting out the sky. Faint black light traced their edges as they cast a vast shadow under the blood-red moonlight, nearly covering half the night sky!

At last, an Ultimate Complete Body Susanoo a thousand meters tall appeared before them!

The Susanoo's head was covered by a fearsome tengu helmet-mask, whose cracks glowed crimson. Its face within remained hidden;

Its enormous wings slowly beat, stirring up gusts of wind that made the surrounding houses sway as if they might collapse;

A several-hundred-meter-long Eight-Handled Sword hung at its waist. Ancient, eerie patterns were carved into its blade. Even hanging motionless, it radiated an oppressive force that made it hard to breathe.

And Uchiha Genki stood atop the Ultimate Complete Body Susanoo's head, still drenched in blood and looking like a demon gone mad.

His laughter echoed through the gale, carrying an unshakable determination to destroy everything.

"Come with me! Let's plunge into destruction!!"

The next second, a deafening roar rang out across all of Konoha!

The thousand-meter-tall Ultimate Complete Body Susanoo thrust out its massive hand and seized the Eight-Handled Sword at its waist. As its arm swung, the sword slowly slid free. Its blade flashed with a cold gleam in the moonlight, then came crashing down toward Konoha with the force to destroy the heavens and the earth!

At that moment, most of Konoha's villagers were still asleep. Only a few patrolling shinobi had noticed the disturbance.

But before they could sound the alarm, the several-hundred-meter-long blade had already come crashing down before their eyes!