He didn't get the final say

In the blink of an eye.

Danzo, who was barely clinging to life beneath the rubble, was gone.

"Tsk?" Wu Chiwu softly, but no emotion could be seen in his eyes.

"That's it?"

He's definitely using Izanagi right now!

Wu Chiwu's lips twitched slightly.

This is exactly what we've been waiting for.

Six Eyes had already clearly seen the eye on his palm.

His eyeball, Shisui's, was still embedded in the hole of his eye.

However, at this stage, Shisui's body and Danzo's physical body were probably not yet fully integrated.

He would absolutely not steal from Kotoamatsukami now.

You only need to worry about Izanagi once.

A bone-chilling gust of wind swept in from the back of my neck.

A pale, bloodless arm gripped Wu Chiwu's throat.

Danzo quietly pressed himself against his back.

A strange smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"I won after all!"

"Holding back during a fight is suicidal!"

He had clearly sensed that Wu Chiwu had held back his strength in the final blow.

I don't know what this person is planning, but he's the winner now.

"Heh." Wu Chiwu chuckled softly, without saying another word.

A cold smirk curled up at the corner of his mouth beneath his mask.

You really succeeded?

It's hard to say.

The laughter still lingered in the air when he vanished without a trace, as if he had disappeared into thin air.

Danzo clenched his fingers, only to find they were empty.

"What's going on?" he muttered.

That shouldn't be the case, he clearly just now...

At first, he thought it was probably not much different from something like the Flying Thunder God Technique.

I didn't take it seriously.

Only after touching him closely did I realize what was strange about Wu Chiwu.

There wasn't a trace of it moving.

Gone just like that.

Even Minato's Flying Thunder God doesn't have that ability.

That thing needs to be inscribed with Cursed Technique before it can move.

But this person...

What the hell is this approach?

Danzo's pupils contracted sharply, and his face froze.

After suffering several setbacks in a row, his spirits completely collapsed.

Even the most tightly guarded facade can have its flaws.

Just this once.

Wu Chiwu appeared out of thin air behind him.

A slender finger bone crackled with electricity as it stabbed towards Danzo's eye socket.

In the blink of an eye, the fiery red crystal fell into Wu Chiwu's palm.

He rubbed his neck, looking disgusted.

"That's really disgusting."

On the other side.

Danzo's vision went black, and a searing pain shot through him.

His Mangekyou Mangekyō Sharingan he had painstakingly acquired just two days prior, was taken away just like that.

He covered his eyes, letting out a hoarse scream.

With a hint of fear in his remaining eye, he glanced at Wu Chiwu.

By now.

Only then did he realize how terrifying the chasm was between the two of them.

Who exactly is this cowardly fellow hiding in front of us?

His outfit matched the one Minato mentioned before his death.

Could it be the same person?

So what was he planning to do after sneaking into Konoha?

Are we going to start a major war?

Danzo took two steps back with force, glaring Wu Chiwu.

His entire body was on edge, ready to flee at any moment.

He can't afford to give up here.

His aspirations and ambitions were not yet in his grasp.

We can't just give that explanation.

He asked in a low voice, "What exactly are you planning to do in Konoha?"

Wu Chiwu was too lazy to pay attention to Danzo's probing questions.

He casually raised his right hand.

Countless pebbles from the surrounding area floated into the air.

"Boom!"

Wu Chiwu walked towards the door at a leisurely pace.

Behind me.

Large and small stones rained down on Danzo like arrows.

Before long, Danzo under a mountain of rubble again.

Wu Chiwu left the Root Base in the blink of an eye.

A while has passed.

A rustling sound came from the pile of stones again.

Danzo slowly emerged from inside.

He gave orders to his men with a somber expression.

"Go check."

"Keep a close watch on the Uchiha Clan Compound."

"Any news even remotely related to the Spiral Mask, report it to me immediately."

Who exactly is this person?

Since he came specifically for the Sharingan, he must have some connection to the Uchiha Clan.

Spiral Mask, black robe...

It's been so long since he's suffered a setback like this.

Tonight, this sudden attack shattered everything he had painstakingly accumulated.

Thinking of the Mangekyo he had gone to so much trouble to obtain, Danzo's gaze grew increasingly sinister.

Next time, make sure he doesn't run into him again...

At the same time.

Wu Chiwu adjusted his blindfold, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

He calmly made his way towards the Land of Beautiful Eyes, holding the newly acquired Mangekyō Sharingan in his hand.

I picked up quite a lot of stuff on this trip.

He had a string of Three-Color Dango dangling from his mouth, and was making plans in his mind.

Not many days passed.

The news of Shisui Uchiha's death spread like wildfire.

As a result, the morale and fighting power of the entire Uchiha clan dropped significantly.

The initial signs of rebellion seemed to have receded.

Konoha and the Uchiha enjoyed a few days of peace.

But Wu Chiwu knew in his heart that this peace was just a facade, and it would crumble at any moment.

The night of the extermination of the entire clan is almost upon us.

But this time, he was fully prepared.

Konoha, the Hokage's house.

The Third Hokage slowly put down the papers in his hand.

He looked intently at Kakashi, who was standing opposite him.

"The barrier surrounding the Uchiha area has been constantly being breached these past few days."

"What do you think about this, Kakashi?"

Kakashi, sitting opposite him, adjusted his Forehead Protector and spoke in a flat tone.

"With just what we have, we can't figure out who went in or what they're after."

"We can only deploy manpower at a few key locations within the protective barrier."

"Partner with the Barrier Team; they'll confront them at the first sign of trouble."

Without deploying such a massive human wave, trying to find anyone who has broken in is practically a pipe dream.

Hiruzen Sarutobi shook his head, his gaze distant and heavy.

"We don't have enough manpower right now to plug this hole."

Kakashi paused for a moment before speaking again.

"Then we can only ask the Konoha Military Police Force to increase their patrols."

However...

A subtle, unreadable expression flickered in Kakashi's eyes.

Today, the Konoha Military Police Force is entirely in the hands of the Uchiha Clan.

Judging from the current situation, they are quite suspicious.

He paused for half a second before reorganizing his words.

"Well, here's the thing, I haven't been to the Uchiha for a while, I just went for a quick look around."

The atmosphere felt different from before.

"It's so tight it makes me nervous."

Hiruzen Sarutobi seemed to immediately grasp the hidden meaning in his words.

I asked a question after thinking about it.

"Like an iron bucket?"

Kakashi Hiruzen Sarutobi.

"Yes, they seem particularly reluctant to let outsiders in."

"That's right." Hiruzen Sarutobi pondered for a moment.

"I'll discuss the Konoha Military Police Force matter with the higher-ups."

"Let's leave this at that for now."

Kakashi nodded to Hiruzen Sarutobi and quietly left the Hokage's room.

Hiruzen Sarutobi stared at the empty room and let out a long sigh.

"It's not quiet at all."