The Uzumaki Clan Head slowly raised his eyes, sweeping his gaze across the three greedy faces one by one before finally spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva:
"Pah! You... don't even think about it... Even if I die, I won't let the Uzumaki Clan's legacy fall into the hands of bandits..."
His breathing was ragged, but every word was clear. "Kill me... Konoha... Lord Hokage... will seek justice for my clan..."
"Konoha? Nangō Kumoi?"
As though he had heard some joke, the Raikage threw back his head and laughed, lightning crackling around him. "That brat who rose to power through luck alone?
Do you think this is still the era when Hashirama Senju suppressed the Ninja World?"
He abruptly stopped laughing, killing intent blazing in his eyes:
"If he dares to come, I wouldn't mind ending the Third Hokage's term today!
Let him understand—this era is no longer one where Konoha stands supreme alone!"
The Kazekage also let out a hoarse sneer. "While Hashirama Senju lived, we naturally kept our distance.
But now... a commoner ninja with no bloodline limit and no clan foundation? Konoha has truly gone senile."
"That's right, that's right."
The Mizukage smiled in agreement. "A fortuitous encounter is still just a fortuitous encounter. Before true bloodline inheritances and Kage Level foundations, it is nothing more than Mirror Flower, Water Moon."
The Uzumaki Clan Head closed his eyes and ignored them.
He had already used his last strength to deliver his curse. Now, the only thing he could do was activate the Uzumaki Clan's final forbidden technique, Memory Burnout, when the Raikage tried to use a secret technique to search his memories, turning every secret to ashes along with his consciousness.
"Looks like you won't be talking."
The Raikage lost his patience and strode forward. His