The rain fell like a woven curtain, dyeing heaven and earth a dim gray-blue.
Sasuke's voice was low and icy, every word seeming to be squeezed from the depths of his soul. The fire of vengeance flickered in his eyes—a madness that would stop at nothing, even self-destruction. The atmosphere around them seemed to freeze, as though time itself had come to a halt.
"Then I'm a true ninja too," Sasuke said, his voice filled with resolve. "I'll kill you, then destroy Konoha. I'll make everything Itachi sacrificed meaningless."
Before his words had even faded, Sasuke vanished from where he stood.
Danzo's pupils contracted—so fast!
The sharp cry of Chidori erupted from his left. Blue-white lightning carved a blinding trail through the rain. Danzo did not even have time to turn; he merely raised his right arm before himself on instinct. Chidori pierced through his right forearm, electricity passing through his flesh as blood splattered and was swiftly diluted by the rain.
The Root members moved at once. Seven guards formed hand seals simultaneously. Wind Style: Gale Palm, Fire Style: Phoenix Sage Fire Technique, and the Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique poured in from different angles, their coordination so flawless that it was as if one mind controlled seven bodies.
Sasuke did not even spare them a glance.
The Mangekyō Sharingan in his left eye spun sharply. Susanoo's ribcage instantly formed around him, deflecting every attack. Immediately afterward, a dark-purple Chakra arm emerged from between the ribs and swept away the two nearest Root members with a single slap.
"Split up and break through!" Danzo ordered sharply.
But it was already too late.
Sasuke narrowed his right eye slightly. Amaterasu's black flames ignited soundlessly wherever his gaze focused. A Root member who had been preparing to use the Body Flicker Technique