A crimson shockwave exploded between the sea and the sky, Uchiha Izumi's Susanoo used the recoil to leap back a hundred meters.
She was breathing heavily, each breath carrying the metallic scent of blood.
That attack had used all its strength, yet it only left a shallow crack on Uchiha Itachi's Susanoo cloak.
"Good tactics, but not enough," Uchiha Itachi said. "Now... it's my turn."
The Totsuka Blade in Susanoo's hand suddenly emitted an eerie light, and the sealing runes on the blade writhed as if they were alive.
Uchiha Izumi's pupils suddenly contracted, and she instinctively manipulated her Susanoo to dodge to the side, but the sword still grazed her left shoulder.
The moment the blades made contact, she felt the flow of Chakra in her left side completely stop, as if some terrifying seal had forcibly erased that part of her Chakra.
"Ugh!"
Uchiha Izumi knelt on the sea surface. Without hesitation, she manipulated her Susanoo's right hand into a sword and slashed fiercely at her own left arm.
The severed left arm vanished as purple specks of light.
But what's even more terrifying is that Uchiha Itachi's offensive has only just begun.
Dark red Susanoo raised the Totsuka Blade again and thrust it from different angles.
Where the sword's edge passed, a strange blank appeared on the sea surface, as if even the waves had been temporarily frozen in motion.
Uchiha Izumi deeply felt the terror of the Totsuka Blade.
If he were hit again, he would be in dire straits, and what would happen to his people then?
In a life-or-death situation, she endured the excruciating pain in her left eye and her physical weakness, and activated the Dōjutsu in her right eye.
Merciless Interrogation.
The target's act of betrayal is forcibly personified as Genjutsu execution ground.
Those targeted by the Dōjutsu will be trapped in their most regretful scenarios, reliving the betrayal process from a first-person perspective;
If the target cannot confront their guilt, their Chakra will flow backward and temporarily seal some of their random abilities.
Uchiha Izumi awakened because she tried to see through the truth behind Uchiha Itachi's betrayal but could never understand his motives.
This Dōjutsu does not attack the body, but rather destroys the mind.
She wanted to make the betrayers witness firsthand how she destroyed everything they cherished, replacing the blade with the truth.
It only works on those who feel guilty; the cold-blooded and heartless are immune.
The scene before Uchiha Itachi's eyes changed abruptly.
Naka Shrine.
Dozens of photos were scattered on the ground, clearly showing the Uchiha clan members being monitored.
The angry curses of his clansmen reached his ears: "Traitor!" "Lackey!" "Get out!"
Root Base.
In a dark and damp environment.
Shimura Danzō sat at the table, his single eye gleaming with a sinister light, coldly watching himself kneeling on the ground.
" Konoha cannot withstand internal strife, especially after the Nine-Tails Attack."
" Fugaku has lost control of his clansmen, and a coup is imminent. You must prove your loyalty to the village."
In front of the Uchiha Clan Compound.
His father looked at him pleadingly, "Itachi, you know this isn't a rebellion."
The Forest of Death.
The Yashiro elder said to himself in a trembling voice.
'I'd rather it was that old dog Danzo who came...' 'Itachi... you disgust me.'
Naka River Ancient Road.
The Uchiha ninjas he encountered on the road all looked at him with hatred, wishing him dead.
Coastal cliffs.
The clansmen cursed him, calling him a beast, saying things like, "Why don't you just die?" and "They are all your clansmen!"
On the sea.
Izumi kept questioning herself, 'Why?' 'I don't believe it' 'Itachi... you deserve to die.'
As these images flashed before his eyes, Uchiha Itachi's pupils contracted violently.
Surveillance photos from Naka Shrine, the father's pleas, the clansmen's curses, Izumi's questioning...
He stood in a pool of blood, his knife dripping with blood, his fallen kin at his feet.
Father, mother, the Yashiro Elder, young Uchiha children...
This is... my sin.
Uchiha Itachi's voice was low and hoarse, as if something was choking him.
In the Genjutsu execution ground, time seemed to stand still.
Uchiha Itachi's Chakra began to become disordered, his dark red Susanoo trembled slightly, and the light of the Totsuka Blade flickered.
Why... am I wavering?
He had clearly made up his mind that for the peace of Konoha and for Sasuke's future, he was willing to bear all the sins.
But...
When Izumi's Dōjutsu forced him to confront his own betrayal once again, his heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand.
Do I... really have no regrets?
Blood continued to flow from Uchiha Izumi's right eye, but she stared intently at Uchiha Itachi, screaming, "Itachi... did you see that? This is your choice!"
"You killed not only members of the Uchiha... but also yourself!"
Uchiha Itachi's Susanoo trembled slightly, and the light of the Yata Mirror dimmed for a moment.
"... Chance!"
Uchiha Izumi's crimson Susanoo suddenly sprang up, his bone palm slamming hard into the chest of the dark red Susanoo.
boom--
Chakra exploded, Uchiha Itachi's body was thrown back dozens of meters by the impact, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"Izumi... your Dōjutsu..."
Uchiha Itachi knelt on one knee on the sea surface and slowly raised his head. "I see... You've shown me guilt."
Uchiha Izumi gasped for breath, the Chakra of her crimson Susanoo beginning to become unstable. "Itachi... there were other paths we could have taken."
Uchiha Itachi paused for a moment upon hearing this, then slowly stood up. "Perhaps!"
"But..."
His voice regained its calm at this moment, "There's no turning back."
As soon as he finished speaking, the dark red Susanoo condensed once more.
Although he was temporarily without the Totsuka Blade and the Yata Mirror, he was confident that Izumi was still no match for him.
boom--
The two crimson giants collided again on the sea.
The violent Chakra surge unleashed towering waves, evaporating the seawater into white mist that obscured the entire battlefield.
Meanwhile, on another battlefield...
" Lightning Blade!"
Kakashi Hatake's right hand was crackling with blinding lightning as he charged toward the Swift Release puppet at top speed.
The puppet's figure vanished Swift Release, and the next second, a fierce kick came from the side.
"Bang!"
Kakashi Hatake raised his arm to block, but was still thrown back several meters by the enormous impact.
"Tsk... This guy's speed is probably comparable to the Third Rai. I really don't know where he came from!"
He gritted his teeth and steadied himself, his Sharingan fixed on the Swift Release puppet's movements.
"Secret Technique: Insect Sphere!"
" Multi-Size Technique!"
" Gentle Fist - Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms!"
More than a dozen fierce attacks blocked the Swift Release Puppet's retreat from different angles.
"Snort."
The Spirit Control Beads of the Swift Release Puppet suddenly spun, and a golden light screen formed a perfect spherical barrier around it.
Boom boom boom--
The Kikaichū were flung away and scattered, and the enlarged giant hand was forcefully shaken away. The Chakra impact of the Eight Trigrams Palm stirred up ripples on the surface of the light screen, but it could not break through even slightly.
"What?"
Upon seeing this scene, the elite members of the major ninja clans simultaneously showed expressions of shock.
That level of defense is terrifying.
"Next, it's my turn!"
The Swift Release Puppet's lips curled slightly, and its figure vanished from the spot as a blur.
"Behind them!"
The Hyuga ninja glared angrily with his Byakugan and hurriedly reminded him.
But it was too late.
"Too slow."
A cold voice came from above everyone's heads.
The Swift Release Puppet had already appeared behind the Aburame, its hand blade precisely aimed at her neck!
"Careful!"
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered Aburame's head flew off, and along with her body, was flung onto the deck by the Swift Release Puppet.
Taking advantage of this brief moment, the Hyuga ninja suddenly closed in, unleashing a torrential downpour of Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms!
" Gentle Fist: Acupressure!"
But would pressure point techniques be effective against a puppet, especially one with the Sharingan?
The Swift Release Puppet easily dodged every attack, and with a backhand elbow strike, slammed the Hyuga ninja into the sea.
The situation on this battlefield began to deteriorate rapidly!
And not far from the ship.
"Faster! Faster!"
Uchiha Inabi roared, directing the remaining Uchiha ninja to hold off the Konoha pursuers.
However, the number of enemies was simply too great.
The unit consists of nearly a hundred ninjas, including a small number of elite ninjas from various clans such as Hyuga, Akimichi, Inuzuka Clan.
They only have five Jonin Mitsudomoe and ten Special Jōnin.
There are now fewer than ten people left.
Damn it!
Uchiha Inabi's Sharingan spun wildly as he swung his Kunai incessantly, but the enemy's attacks surged like a tide, causing more and more wounds to appear on his body.
" Inabi! We can't hold on any longer!"
A Uchiha from the Jonin his bleeding arm, gritted his teeth and shouted.
Even if you can't hold on, you have to!
Uchiha Inabi roared, the Mitsudomoe in his eyes almost bleeding.
"Even if it means death... we must ensure the children live!"