"Hahaha!"
Uchiha You's laugh was cold.
He stepped forward and stood before every member of the Uchiha Clan.
"Declare the Uchiha traitors to the village?"
"Fine."
"Then let's keep fighting."
Utatane Koharu's expression changed.
Mitokado Homura's pupils narrowed.
Hiruzen Sarutobi snapped his gaze toward Uchiha You.
The Mangekyo Sharingan slowly emerged in Uchiha You's eyes.
The black-and-red Protective Umbrella pattern revolved eerily in the night.
"If you still want to fight tonight,"
"then from this moment on,"
"you're the enemy."
Boom!
Black-and-red Chakra erupted from Uchiha You's body.
The phantom of Susanoo appeared behind him once more.
At the same time,
Shisui's Mangekyo Sharingan lit up.
Itachi's Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun, a deeper power faintly stirring within his eyes.
Fugaku slowly raised his head too, his Three-Tomoe Sharingan fixed coldly on Konoha's leaders.
The Uchiha drew their blades one after another.
Pairs of crimson Sharingan shone in the darkness.
Across from them,
the Six Paths of Pain advanced slowly.
Kisame hoisted Samehada onto his shoulder.
Black threads began to writhe behind Kakuzu.
Hiruko's tail stinger swayed gently, wisps of poison mist appearing and vanishing around it.
Only then did the three of them feel the pressure bearing down on them.
They had ANBU behind them.
But there weren't enough.
And the Uchiha before them were riding high.
Root had just been crippled.
Danzo was dead.
The Uchiha's morale was terrifyingly high.
Then there were those black-robed ninja with red clouds, whose origins were unknown and whose strength was monstrous.
If a fight broke out, the Hokage's side might not win.
More importantly,
they were in the Uchiha Clan Grounds.
A bloody battle here would drag all of Konoha into it.
What would the other ninja clans think then?
What would the villagers think?
What would the Land of Fire's daimyo think?