Fugaku Uchiha's Mangekyō

"Found him?"

"No!"

"Keep looking!"

The Root ninja communicated in their own way.

Their goal was to carry out a decapitation strike: kill Uchiha Fugaku, the head of the Uchiha Clan.

The weaker ninja caused a disturbance on the outskirts while the others slipped in to find Uchiha Fugaku.

Once Fugaku was dead, the Uchiha Clan would be leaderless.

"Root ninja, I'm here!"

A massive surge of Chakra swept through the Uchiha Clan Compound, clear to every ninja there.

Fugaku could not bear to see more casualties. He revealed his position and even sent his guards away.

The Root ninja closed in.

You're all that's left in the compound, aren't you?

Fugaku opened his Sharingan and looked at them.

"Partial Expansion Jutsu!"

"Shadow Possession Jutsu!"

Fugaku stood motionless and was bound with ease.

A flicker of delight crossed the Nara ninja's eyes. He had not expected to succeed so quickly.

Akimichi Dingheng brought his enormous palm down, intent on killing Fugaku where he stood.

"Danzo's reach is impressive! He's even sent ninja from the Nara Clan and the Akimichi Clan!"

A black skeleton rose behind Fugaku. No matter how hard Dingheng struck, he could not break it.

The frame slowly filled out into a skeletal figure that shielded Fugaku.

Wielding a scythe like a messenger from hell, the black skeleton slashed at Dingheng.

"Shadow Tentacles!"

The shadow became tentacles and wrapped around the skeleton's arm. The skeleton broke free with ease.

But the brief delay was enough to save Dingheng's arm.

"Eight Trigrams: Mountain Crusher!"

The others attacked in the same instant. Every ninja sent to surround and kill Fugaku came from either a clan with a bloodline ability or one with a Secret Technique—a measure of just how deep Shimura Danzō's resources ran.

"Multi-Size Technique!"

Dingheng's body grew in an instant, and he clashed with Fugaku's giant.

The Hyuga and Nara ninja supported him, harrying Fugaku without pause.

Nara Lu Wu believed a Ninjutsu of this magnitude could not last long. They only had to wear Fugaku down. Once it faded, he would be a lamb waiting for slaughter.

Sure enough, Fugaku swayed, as though the drain was becoming too much. A flash of delight crossed Lu Wu's face.

The black skeleton shrank back to a bare frame around Fugaku, and blood seeped from his eyes.

"My father's putting on a pretty good show."

Uchiha Yoru stood on a high perch, eating Potato Chips he had received from the system before.

The Mangekyō Sharingan consumed a great deal of power, but Fugaku was hardly going to run out after three seconds.

Fugaku had barely used his Mangekyō. He must still have plenty of ocular power left.

There was no way they could take him down so easily.

"Shadow Imitation Technique!"

"Human Bullet Tank!"

Lu Wu poured everything he had into restraining Fugaku while an Akimichi ninja launched the finishing attack.

Beneath the enormous rolling mass, Fugaku's skeletal frame looked pitifully small.

Crack...

Everyone could hear the frame being crushed piece by piece. It shattered, and Fugaku flew backward.

"Eight Trigrams: Mountain Crusher!"

They had no intention of letting a fallen enemy off easy. The Hyuga ninja pressed the attack.

Poor Fugaku had not even recovered in midair when Mountain Crusher sent him flying again, embedding him deep in a wall.

"There's no Chakra coming from him. He's dead!" the Hyuga ninja said.

The Root ninja finally relaxed a little. Madara Uchiha, one of Konoha's founders, had left them deeply wary of those eyes.

"Behind you!"

A ninja lingering at the edge of the fight stiffened and shouted a warning.

Dingheng's head was severed with ease. Lu Wu reacted in time, but still lost an arm.

"Did they really think a few Jonin could take down my father?" Yoru mocked as he watched.

"These Potato Chips are good! I'd better make them last. Who knows when the system will give me more?"

Yoru spoke with his mouth full.

If the plot had not demanded Fugaku's death, he could have dominated the early part of the story.

His own strength was already close to Kage Level. With the Mangekyō Sharingan on top of that, even Sarutobi would have struggled to take him down without the Reaper Death Seal.

The tide had turned, but the Root ninja refused to retreat a step. Shimura Danzō's order had been absolute: if they could not kill Fugaku, they need not come back.

Sealing Jutsu: Adamantine Sealing Chains!

The ninja who had spotted Fugaku was, astonishingly, a survivor of the Uzumaki Clan.

Several massive, golden chains appeared behind him. Fugaku could clearly feel the threat they posed.

Susanoo rose again to defend him. Its skeleton swung its scythe at the chains.

As though guided by an unseen hand, the chains slipped past the strike and coiled around the blade and Susanoo itself.

"Pfft!"

The Uzumaki ninja coughed up blood. There was no time to waste.

"Gentle Fist: Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm!"

The Hyuga ninja unleashed Chakra shock waves in a frenzy.

The force of his Gentle Fist passed through the skeleton and struck Fugaku inside it.

It had become a contest of endurance.

Would the Uzumaki ninja lose control of the Adamantine Sealing Chains first, or would Fugaku be unable to bear the Gentle Fist strikes and drop Susanoo himself?

"Ugh..."

The Uzumaki ninja let out a muffled groan, collapsed, and lay still.

To hold Susanoo, he had been forced to burn through his own life.

The struggle had gone on too long, and it had cost him everything.

"Just you two left!" Fugaku wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

One had lost an arm. The other had exhausted his Chakra.

"Looks like you still need this old man!"

An elderly man walked over in plain sight.

"Danzo, that scheming bastard, is here too. Root must be running out of ninja!"

Hidden nearby, Yoru readied himself to intervene.

He had come for one reason: to make sure everyone he cared about survived. Not one of them could die.

Revealing his strength would bring a heap of trouble, but none of that mattered beside his family and friends.

"Danzo!"

Despair flickered in Fugaku's eyes, but he steadied himself.

He prepared to fight to the death.

"Give me your eyes, Fugaku. I'll let today's events go, and the Uchiha Clan can continue to exist," Shimura Danzō said, making no effort to hide his desire for Fugaku's Mangekyō.

Fugaku froze for a moment, then his expression cleared. He knew exactly what those old men in power were like.

If he surrendered his eyes, they could demand anything they pleased from him.

"There's nothing more to say. We fight!"

"Stop!"