Decisive Uchiha

"Has the operation begun?" Fuyuki did not answer Uchiha Itachi's question.

The Emperor Player before him actually mispronounced his own title from Eclipse to Moon Worm; if he didn't slap him for that, he'd be letting him off too easy!

And he expected an answer, hah.

Uchiha Itachi nodded, sitting on the edge of the roof and gazing at the bustling Uchiha compound: "After four in the afternoon, once all the clansmen have returned, the Root Division will seal off the compound."

"Before I perfectly execute the mission, or before I die, not a single Uchiha will escape."

Danzo did not want to personally participate in the genocide of the Uchiha clan; this black pot was far too explosive for anyone to carry, even the Hokage himself!

If other clans discovered that the Uchiha had been wiped out by the planning of Konoha's top brass, the leadership would be finished.

It was not the civilian ninjas who supported Konoha, but the various major clans that formed the foundation of the village. Forcing the Hyuga clan to apologize to Kumogakure a few years ago had already created negative public opinion among the major clans; if the scandalous truth of the Uchiha massacre were exposed, the Hokage faction would truly collapse!

Therefore, when Uchiha Itachi proposed that he would be the one to wipe out the Uchiha clan, Danzo agreed without a second thought. Regardless of whether Itachi could execute the mission perfectly, the Root would clean up after him and pin the blame for the genocide squarely on Uchiha Itachi!

"Aren't you going to notify the Third Hokage? Perhaps if the Hokage had a moment of soft-heartedness, he might agree to sit down and talk!" Fuyuki teased Itachi.

"Shisui's death made me realize that the Third Hokage could never save the Uchiha. The three of them would only waste time, letting precious moments slip away until nothing remained."

Uchiha Itachi's tone was calm, but one could easily see the complex emotions in his rapidly spinning Sharingan.

The Third Hokage lacked the courage and the strength to suppress the Uchiha, and he was always hesitant and indecisive. The Uchiha uprising was not a matter of a single day, but the result of repeated suppression by Danzo and the other two high-ranking officials, which the Third had tacitly permitted.

Now that things had reached this point, there was nothing left to say; he only needed to continue acting out the script Danzo had written.

If Shisui were still here, if he could have trusted the High-ranking Dark Elf, perhaps everything could have...

Time ticked away, and a space-time vortex suddenly appeared behind Uchiha Itachi. A tall figure wearing an orange mask with black cloud patterns stepped out, his voice old and deep: "The time has come. Leave the Uchiha Military Police Force to me. Do you need my help with the rest of the clansmen?"

"No, leave the rest to me." Uchiha Itachi stood up from the roof, looking at the increasingly sparse streets, his eyes turning cold and ruthless.

"Hmph."

Obito didn't waste words and left immediately; he was in a hurry to harvest Sharingan, he had no time to chat here.

Moreover, he had let Zetsu set traps in advance to assist Uchiha Itachi in the massacre.

If Itachi couldn't even handle this, he had no qualifications to be his pawn.

Landing on the street, Itachi began the slaughter. Even Fuyuki, following behind him, was shocked—was he really this ruthless?

Sharp swordsmanship, flashy kunai throws, and the inescapable illusions of the Sharingan.

Inside the houses, on the walls, and along the bluestone paths, the metallic scent of blood began to permeate the air. The stench of dark red pools of liquid and grease became too much for Fuyuki, who immediately canceled his Will Manifestation and returned to his own body.

It wasn't that Fuyuki hadn't seen slaughter before; when he was young, he had encountered bandits while visiting relatives with Hiashi, but the Gentle Fist method of killing enemies wasn't nearly as bloody. It was nothing like Itachi, who used his Tachi to kill from one end of the street to the other, filling the surroundings with a bloody mist.

"You..."

Sensing the Yin Release Chakra depart, Itachi looked up at the High-ranking Dark Elf who had been following him.

The High-ranking Dark Elf shrugged: "You know, strength doesn't dictate one's mindset. Have you ever seen a noble doing dirty work?"

"How about it, beautiful Uchiha brother, need a hand?"

"No need, I will resolve this myself." Uchiha Itachi took a deep breath and continued the slaughter.

After signing the 'Land of Elemental Dawn' Summoning Scroll, he had a general understanding of the High-ranking Dark Elf's strength and the Elemental Clan.

The highest of the Elemental Clan was the 'Moon Worm', a naturally noble Dominator that ruled over everything in the summoning realm.

In the second sequence were the sleeping Spirit King Igabella and the Fusion Spirit Hailon; their strength far exceeded that of the High-level Spirits, and they were the core of the Elemental Clan.

The third sequence consisted of the seven types of Chakra Spirits, whose strength was comparable to Jonin. If one summoned multiple High-ranking Elemental Spirits, they could even use Kekkei Genkai!

Moreover, as long as the contractor had sufficient Chakra, High-ranking Spirits could summon a large number of Lesser Spirits to help the contractor conquer cities and territories, or even destroy an entire region.

As long as there was enough Chakra, the 'Land of Elemental Dawn' could satisfy any wish of the contractor!

But in the matter of the genocide, Itachi did not want anyone who wasn't an Uchiha to participate.

The sin of genocide was enough for him to bear alone!

Uchiha Itachi's killing speed was extremely fast, his Chakra seemingly endless. With every person he killed, a trace of coldness grew on him, and a large amount of pure Yin Release Chakra continuously emerged from his body.

Until he stood before a courtyard, the coldness on Itachi's body gradually faded, and the hand he reached out to open the door was trembling.

"Is that you, Itachi? Come in! We are in the side hall." Uchiha Fugaku's voice rang out from the room in the side courtyard.

Itachi's body shuddered, his teeth subconsciously biting his lip. He didn't want to go in, but that wasn't realistic. Any Uchiha could be overlooked, but Uchiha Fugaku, the clan head, absolutely could not be spared!

Arriving at the side hall and seeing his parents kneeling with their backs to him, Itachi's hands gripping the Tachi trembled violently.

"Do not be afraid. This is the path you chose yourself."

Uchiha Fugaku kept his back to Uchiha Itachi: "Compared to our momentary pain, the burden you carry is far greater than ours."

"Do not hesitate. Since you have broken through your confusion, found your answer, and made your decision, then see it through to the end."

"Father..." Tears streamed from Itachi's eyes, wetting the Tachi gripped in his hands.

"In this world, very few people can truly make a decision. Most people live by the decisions made by others, evading their own responsibilities. You used to live a life like that." Uchiha Fugaku continued to encourage his son, urging him to see his decision through to the end: "You have now made your own decision; you should live your own life."

"Uchiha, Hokage's Anbu, double agent—living in the cracks must be very painful, right?"

"Itachi, I leave Sasuke to you." Uchiha Mikoto spoke softly, delivering her final words.

"I am proud of you, my child. Do it!"

"Aaaaaah!"

Following Itachi's roar, the sprawling Uchiha clan head's mansion fell into absolute silence, devoid of even the slightest sound.

"Oh, looks like Brother is dead." The High-ranking Dark Spirit had been monitoring Uchiha Itachi closely. The moment the Tachi was swung and his parents' blood splattered onto his face, the violently fluctuating Yin Release Chakra on Itachi's body instantly ceased, unlike when he slaughtered the other clansmen, where his agony had transformed into power.

The High-ranking Dark Spirit stepped over Itachi, who was sitting on the ground, and began his own work: "Don't mind the details; I just felt that Uncle and Aunt weren't quite cold yet and could still be saved. But I'll take these Sharingan as my payment."

"..."

"Hey, Brother, don't just sit there in silence! You're scaring me!"

"..."

"Hey, hey, hey, give me some kind of reaction, will you???"