The black flames were still burning, while screams and shouts continued to rise from the camp.
Sunagakure Camp had become a living hell.
His Sharingan slowly turned as Fugaku and his two Shadow Clones began picking off targets.
Black flames appeared out of nowhere on the Sand Shinobi who entered their sight, one after another.
Nothing could withstand Amaterasu's flames. The tents spread across the camp soon turned to ash.
The encircling black flames of Amaterasu began burning inward.
The screams gradually dwindled, as did the recovery of his Pupil Power. Few Sand Shinobi remained alive.
Black flames soared across the camp. With ample Pupil Power sustaining them, anything could serve as fuel.
Fugaku poured in more Pupil Power, and Amaterasu's flames spread until they covered the entire camp.
Even the inconspicuous corners were engulfed.
Fugaku watched the black flames burn. He could no longer see a living Ninja anywhere in the camp.
Perhaps one or two Ninja skilled in Earth Release had hidden underground with Ninjutsu, but it would be futile.
Fugaku had used his Mangekyo Sharingan's power openly. He had no intention of leaving survivors.
He slowly cut off the supply of Pupil Power, and the black flames throughout the camp gradually died out.
Silence fell over the camp again. Fugaku and his two Shadow Clones stood still, waiting.
Time passed. Suddenly, a Sand Shinobi crawled out of the ruins, coughed twice, and looked around.
The camp was a scene of devastation. Charred bodies lay everywhere, their limbs twisted.
Fugaku watched him quietly. His Mangekyo Sharingan slowly rotated, and a wisp of black flame suddenly rose from the Ninja's body.
The searing pain jolted the Ninja out of his despair. At the sight of the black flame, his mind broke completely.
"Why? I hid for so long. Why