Buzz--
The entire training ground space seemed to collapse inward for a moment!
Taking the palm of Shaoyu as the origin, a small blue dot suddenly appeared, and then an unparalleled terrifying suction force erupted.
This time, the size, power, and strength of "Cang" in pulling the space were far greater than when he first mastered it a few years ago.
The ground cracked, and countless boulders, soil, and broken trees escaped from gravity uncontrollably, rushing crazily toward the blue origin, and were ground into the most basic particles by invisible forces at the moment of approach.
Eight-Tails Gyūki was condensing Tailed Beast Ball. The huge body stiffened suddenly and felt an irresistible force pulling it forward.
The Tailed Beast Ball in the mouth became unstable, and the energy began to escape and be sucked into the blue light.
Ai Geng groaned, and the lightning around him was pulled and twisted, and his whole body slid forward involuntarily. He used all his strength to barely resist the suction force, and was unable to launch an attack at all.
"This... what power is this?!"
Ai's heart was filled with panic.
Shisui held on to the edge of the boulder in the distance to avoid being sucked away.
He opened his eyes wide and looked at the all-devouring blue origin and his brother who was as indifferent as a god in the center. A chill rose from the bottom of his heart, and then turned into a deeper awe.
Shaoyu looked at Eight-Tails, who was struggling under the gravity of "Cang", and even Tailed Beast Ball could not maintain stability, and Ai, who could not move, felt a little emotional.
In a few years, Cang's power has reached this level. I don't know what level the stronger "He" will be.
He knew that if this blow was released completely, it would be enough to severely damage or even swallow Eight-Tails and Ai in front of him.
But he had no intention of causing irreparable harm here.
Just when the suction force reached its peak, Eight-Tails's body had been stretched to the point of being severely deformed, and Ai Ye was almost unable to hold on, Shaoyu suddenly grasped it with five fingers.
The blue origin disappeared silently.
The terrifying suction suddenly stopped.
Losing the restraint of gravity, Eight-Tails's huge body staggered back, its chakra became chaotic, and it was forced to release the Complete Tailed Beast Transformation state. Killer B knelt on one knee, his face was pale, and he was breathing heavily. His eyes behind his sunglasses were full of fear.
Ai Ye staggered a few steps, the lightning on his body went out, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The look he looked at Shaoyu was completely replaced by disbelief and deep awe.
The center of the training ground was in a mess, as if it had been plowed repeatedly by a huge plow.
Only where Shaoyu stood, the ground within a few meters was intact.
"Okay, okay, Shisui go home."
Shaoyu put his arm on Shisui's shoulder, and they went back to eat. He wanted to ask Shisui about his relationship experience during this period.
The ab combination was left looking at each other.
Konoha, Root underground base.
The dim candlelight flickered in the humid air, illuminating half of Shimura Danzō's face, which was covered with bandages.
His right eye socket was empty.
The place where precious Sharingan once resided, now only remains the sunken flesh after healing.
What concerned him more was that person's ability.
That night, Root Base was invaded, and sirens, screams, and the roar of building collapse mixed into a hellish symphony.
He led the Root elite to surround the invaders, but what they saw was a one-sided crushing.
That person controls the blood.
Your own blood, your enemy's blood, the blood in the air.
All become deadly weapons.
The red sharp blade easily cut through Root's refined armor, and the blood-red thin thread penetrated the wall and human body, as precise and deadly as a poisonous snake.
That man didn't even use any ninjutsu, just the combination of Taijutsu and Blood Release, slaughtered all his elites.
And he himself was shot in the head with a backhand blow during a sneak attack.
What a humiliation that is.
What a fear too.
Who is that person? Why does he have such a weird and powerful Kekkei Genkai?
Why are you targeting Root?
Why didn't you kill him after you gained an absolute advantage? Why did you just take away the things he kept and then leave calmly?
Danzo Don't know.
All he knew was that after that night, he lost another precious Sharingan.
He turned his attention back to the more pressing issue of the moment, Sharingan stock.
He only has two Sharingan left, especially the one stolen by the mysterious man
A top-secret list is spread out on the desk, recording Sharingan Root accumulated over the years.
Danzo's eyes swept over the rows of cold numbers, and his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
He had about ten before, which was too rich, but now he feels uncomfortable with less.
This means - he must use it sparingly.
Danzo put down the list and closed his eyes tiredly.
He didn't like this feeling, this feeling of being stretched thin.
This feeling of being forced to restrain and be forced to endure.
Once upon a time, Uchiha Clan was his inexhaustible arsenal.
He can profit from every internal strife and every external war.
The more turbulent the arrogant blood family becomes, the richer his collection becomes.
They are hidden dangers, threats, and objects that must be eliminated.
It is also the highest quality and most convenient resource.
This is not a contradiction.
But now, Uchiha Clan... is honest.
Danzo's mouth felt cold.
Since the Hawk Faction backbone of Amegakure War suffered heavy losses, Dove Faction within the Uchiha family has completely taken control.
After Uchiha Fugaku recently succeeded the clan leader, he has adopted a comprehensive attitude of shrinking and keeping to himself.
The duties of the police force were carried out as usual, and the tribesmen behaved in a low-key manner in the village. Even the sporadic frictions with the Hokage family in the past had disappeared.
Sarutobi Hiruzen is very satisfied with this.
At the consultant meeting last week, Hiruzen Sarutobi even praised Fugaku in front of him for "knowing the general situation and taking into account the overall situation" and said that Uchiha Clan "is gradually integrating into Konoha."
Danzo said nothing at that time.
He couldn't speak.
He can't say, Hiruzen Sarutobi, you are happy too early.
The more honest Uchiha is, the less reason I have to touch them.
The more they integrate into Konoha, the less likely they are to have civil unrest.
Without civil unrest, I would have no chance to recycle Sharingan.
Without Sharingan, my strength cannot be restored. Without strength, I cannot--
Nothing can be done?
Danzo didn't think about it any further.
He opened his eyes and looked at the Konoha map on the wall.
The layout of Land of Fire is laid out quietly, with the mark of Konohagakure in the center.
This is the village he protected throughout his life.
To this end, he can bear all the stigma, endure all the loneliness, and use all means.
Sharingan is the necessary means.
Uchiha is a necessary sacrifice.
And now, this necessary victim, under the protection of Hiruzen's "mercy", is changing from a harvestable crop to a harmless weed day by day.
This can't go on like this.
This situation must be broken.