Booms rang out incessantly from the direction of Hokage Rock.
Danzo's clothes were in tatters, and every one of the densely packed Sharingan on his right arm had gone dull and useless.
The news of the Third's death on the battlefield had shattered Danzo's confidence.
The Shinobi World Professor, Konoha's greatest fighting force, had fallen in battle. What hope of victory did he have alone?
Run! I have to run!
As long as I stay alive, sooner or later I'll have a chance to fight my way back.
Once that thought arose, he had no intention of continuing the fight. He wanted only to escape.
But how could a battlefield veteran like Fugaku give him any chance?
His scarlet Mangekyō spun rapidly as he attacked Danzo relentlessly, even at the cost of further damage to his eyesight.
One desperately fled while the other desperately attacked. Their battlefield stretched from the outskirts of the Clan Grounds all the way to Hokage Rock.
Rock shattered and debris flew everywhere. The stone carvings of the previous Hokage were smashed to pieces.
"Uchiha Fugaku! Are you determined to kill me?"
Fugaku kept attacking, answering only with a cold sneer.
"Isn't that only natural?"
"For decades, you, Danzo, have secretly targeted and suppressed the Uchiha Clan without cease. With this heaven-sent opportunity today, of course I'll cut off your head myself and settle every score!"
Before he finished speaking, Susanoo raised its Ninja Blade again and slashed at Danzo.
Danzo gritted his teeth and formed hand seals, unleashing all his remaining chakra. Only by continuously casting ninjutsu did he barely manage to block.
At that moment, as life and death hung in the balance, a black afterimage sped toward him.
Danzo caught that familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. His pupils abruptly