South Blue.
The blazing sun scorched the golden beach.
The air was thick with the pungent stench of blood and gunpowder.
At the edge of the remote island, several pirate ships flying black skull flags were docked by the shore.
In the center of the village.
Several hundred civilians knelt on the ground, trembling all over.
"Hand over the Beli and treasure!"
"If you don't pay, there's no need for this village to exist today!"
The scar-faced pirate captain stood on an old man's back, raising the flintlock in his hand.
The civilians clutched their heads and wept. They had no room to resist.
On the seas, pirates were the inescapable nightmare of ordinary people.
Resist?
That would only bring an even more brutal slaughter.
Just as the pirates laughed wantonly, the sky suddenly darkened.
Several black afterimages descended from the sky and landed steadily in the open village square.
They were more than a dozen men in black high-collared coats, Ninja Swords strapped to their backs.
The leader was an elderly man with graying hair. A red-and-white fan crest was emblazoned on the back of his clothing.
Uchiha Cang.
An elder of the Empire's Uchiha Clan and a Kage Level powerhouse.
"Who are you?"
"You dare meddle in my business? Tired of living?"
The scar-faced captain froze for a moment, then pointed his gun at Uchiha Cang.
Uchiha Cang did not even lift his eyelids as his scarlet eyes quietly opened.
Three black tomoe slowly turned within his eye sockets.
"So these are pirates?"
"Heh, what a pack of undisciplined trash."
The moment Uchiha Cang finished speaking.
More than a dozen Uchiha clansmen simultaneously revealed their Sharingan.
All of them had Three Tomoe.
Within the Empire, the Uchiha Clan possessed abundant resources.
Any adult clansman they picked at random