The moment Fugaku cast his Genjutsu, Liumu noticed something unusual.
But he knew Fugaku had no reason to attack him at this point.
So the Heavenly Fox Heart within him did not activate, and he let Uchiha Fugaku speak beside his ear.
"We fought with everything we had to protect the village, but this was what we got in return."
Within the illusion, the space around Liumu suddenly warped. Fugaku's voice still lingered in his ears, but the scene had quietly shifted to a battlefield at night.
At that moment.
The distant sounds of enemies fighting made it feel as though he were really there.
Members of the Uchiha Clan activated their Sharingan and fought them.
Ninjutsu, hidden weapons, and even hand-to-hand combat.
The intense atmosphere made Liumu clench his fists.
Watching bodies fall before him one after another, Fugaku said, "In this battle, I lost a close friend and two Police Force captains. But that night, before we had even put the war behind us..."
Fugaku's voice brimmed with anger.
But beneath that anger lay even more disappointment.
"After we defeated the enemy, we intended to bring our clansmen's bodies back to the village for burial. We never imagined this would be what awaited us."
Before Liumu's eyes, the Uchiha clansmen who had lost their eyes gradually grew larger.
Their empty eye sockets were pitch-black, with trails of blood left inside.
Liumu stared intently, and his pupils suddenly changed. As the Heavenly Fox Heart activated, a buzzing instantly rang through his mind. The scene before him gradually faded, revealing Fugaku standing before him, exhausted in both body and mind.
Liumu asked, "The same question still stands. You could clearly have reported this to your superiors. Why are you telling only me now?"
At his words, Fugaku gave a bitter