Seeing that Itachi's Susanoo was about to follow the Emerald Susanoo's fate and slowly shatter beneath Akainu's frenzied assault.
"Hey, have you had enough, Red Dog?"
A calm, almost indifferent voice suddenly rang out above the battlefield.
The voice was not loud, yet it seemed to possess some peculiar magic.
It clearly pierced through the roar of boiling lava and the thunderous blasts of colliding energy, reaching everyone's ears.
Akainu frowned slightly and looked toward the source of the voice.
Everyone, including Ace, who had barely managed to get back up, instinctively looked up.
On the roof of the nearby Ice Cream Shop, a figure had appeared at some unknown time.
Clad in black, with black hair, he was not particularly tall, yet he naturally exuded a reassuring calmness.
It was Yoru, the current clan head of the Uchiha Clan.
He stood casually on the roof, looking down at the battlefield below, which resembled a Lava Hell.
His gaze swept over the injured Shisui, the bedraggled Itachi, and the other clansmen.
Finally, it settled on the overwhelmingly imposing Akainu, his face utterly expressionless.
This had actually been the result of his deliberate inaction. After receiving Shisui's message, he had not rushed over immediately.
He had wanted the Uchiha clansmen to witness the strength of this world's powerful fighters.
Although he had long expected this outcome.
Seeing his clansmen in such a miserable state with his own eyes still made him, as their clan head, feel somewhat reluctant.
He really was too kindhearted. He could not bear to see his clansmen hurt.
He should have simply stayed away.
But since he was already here!
The black pupils in Yoru's eyes were instantly swallowed by crimson!
The Mangekyō Sharingan abruptly appeared!
"Then I'll play with you for a while."
"Susanoo!"
Boom—!!!
Chakra