Father and Son Showdown

"It seemed the Uchiha Clan had still taken this irreversible path."

Hiruzen Sarutobi stood atop the Hokage Building with his hands behind his back, gazing at the sky in the distance, lit up by flames.

Danzo, standing beside him, snorted coldly. "I told you that brat Itachi couldn't possibly accomplish such a difficult mission."

It was clear that Danzo distrusted every Uchiha equally, even if that person was Itachi Uchiha.

Hiruzen Sarutobi shook his head. "I have great faith in Itachi's abilities. There may be some unspeakable reason behind this, but since the Uchiha coup is already beyond saving, we can only steel ourselves and deal with it."

Danzo looked at his old friend and sneered. "Leave the Uchiha matter to me."

"Mm."

This time, the Third Kazekage did not object. He also wanted to know exactly how powerful Danzo had become after absorbing B through some special means.

Whether he posed a threat to him.

Under the Third Kazekage's complicated gaze, Danzo burst forth with speed no man his age should have possessed and rushed toward the spreading battlefield, surrounded by Root ninja.

The flames of war had already engulfed the entire Uchiha Clan Grounds. The air was thick with a foul stench—the scent of blood and burning mingled together, the smell known as war.

A large number of Uchiha elites launched a frenzied assault, piercing the cage the village had set around the Uchiha like sharp blades and spreading the flames of war into the village itself.

The woodland encounter had turned into street fighting!

That meant the battles to come would inevitably cause heavy civilian casualties, whether directly or indirectly.

Of course, every Uchiha had fallen into madness by now. Since they had chosen rebellion, a few casualties meant nothing to them.

"Clan Head, enemies are approaching