"This fluctuation... is coming from the cesspool in the sewer!"
The sound of the Yamanaka Fūshin pierced the air. Sweat dripped from his forehead onto the computer case's ventilation holes, turning into wisps of white vapor.
Shu Shiraishi's hand, which was holding the iron brick, froze in mid-air.
"Sewer?"
He casually tossed the iron brick onto the mahogany table with a dull thud.
He stood up. His military boots stomped silently on the wool carpet.
I walked to the wall. On the weapon rack sat a dagger Anbu.
Shu Shiraishi reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword.
Press your thumb against the hilt of the knife and push it upwards.
Click.
The blade was exposed an inch, its cold light reflecting in his eyes.
Shu Shiraishi pulled his lips upwards, revealing one side of his gleaming white teeth.
"Interesting."
He pushed the knife back into its sheath. The sound of metal scraping together was crisp and clear.
He turned around and casually grabbed the black trench coat hanging on the back of the chair.
"Go check on that maggot that's carrying manure."
Shu Shiraishi draped his trench coat over his shoulders.
What kind of tricks can one pull before death?
He strode out of the Hokage's office.
The main underground sewage system is located at the western corner of Konoha.
There's no wind here. The air is stagnant.
The stench was unbearable. Excrement, rotten vegetable leaves, and dead rats mingled in waist-deep black water, fermenting to produce a pungent, eye-watering methane gas.
A dim, yellowish incandescent light bulb hung from the brick archway. The bulb was covered in dust.
The light shone on the water's surface, creating a sticky, oily film.
Water droplets splattered down the moss-covered wall. "Plop, plop."
Shimura Danzō in the black water.
He was clutching a long-handled manure ladle in his hand. The wooden handle was broken off and bound with a tattered hemp rope.
The splinter was stuck in his palm. He didn't even have the strength to pull it out.
Danzo was emaciated. His cheeks were completely sunken, and his cheekbones protruded high, making him look like a skeleton covered with skin.
His jaw, which had been shattered by Shu Shiraishi a few days ago, hadn't been properly set and was tilted to the left.
The shattered bone fragments were still stuck in my flesh. Every movement caused excruciating pain.
Saliva couldn't be contained; it dripped down the corners of his mouth, forming long, sticky strands that fell into the fecal matter on his chest.
"Splash."
He lifted the manure scoop and tossed a clump of foul-smelling sludge into the wooden bucket beside him.
My wrists were trembling. Half of the mud had spilled onto my shoulder.
The grey prison uniform was no longer recognizable; it was covered in hardened grime.
My feet were on a slippery, rotten piece of wood.
Danzo's legs went weak.
"Thump."
He knelt straight in the dirty water, the black water reaching above his chest.
The stench rushed into my nasal cavity, and my stomach convulsed.
He opened his mouth and gagged, spitting out a mouthful of yellow, bitter liquid.
Rippling water, a few dead cockroaches floated to his chin.
humiliation.
He was once the leader of Konoha's Root organization and a student of the Second Hokage.
Now, he has to clean eight sewage ditches every day. If he doesn't finish, he won't get any black flour buns to eat.
The Uchiha Jōkan stood on it with electrified iron bars. When they saw him move too slowly, they spat down on him.
Danzo raised his head.
Fingers covered in mud gripped the cracks in the brickwork so tightly that their nails curled and bled.
He was unwilling to accept it.
The acupoint on the back of his neck where Shu Shiraishi had inserted silver needles was throbbing with pain. His Chakra was tightly locked in his dantian.
But he still has a trump card.
Danzo's right hand trembled as he touched his right eye.
There were several layers of blackened bandages wrapped around it.
He suddenly ripped the bandage off.
The gauze was loosened, revealing a tightly closed eye.
That was a Sharingan he had secretly dug up many years ago—the eye of Shisui Uchiha.
It contains the Genjutsu " Kotoamatsukami ".
Shu Shiraishi sealed his main meridians, but missed the remaining Yin Release Chakra in this foreign eye.
Despair and resentment exploded in my mind like boiling water.
Yin Release Chakra is most easily ignited by extreme emotions.
Danzo bit his tongue.
His mouth reeked of fish. He used this pain to stimulate his nerves.
The nerve endings in my right eye socket were throbbing wildly.
A faint Chakra seeped out from behind the eyeball.
Like a red-hot iron wire, it flows upstream along the meridians.
The veins bulged on his sunken forehead, twisting like earthworms.
"Click."
The silver needle used to seal the acupoint was pushed back half a millimeter from the skin and flesh at the back of the neck.
The needle tip is loose.
A drop of black blood flowed down his neck and into his collar.
Danzo let out a low, whistling growl.
His crooked jaw made his speech unclear.
"Break... break for me!"
He clutched his head tightly with both hands, his forehead pressed against the moss-covered brick wall.
Chakra gushed out from the opening.
Although faint, it was enough to activate that eye.
The eyelid of the right eye was suddenly forced open.
A crimson light shone in the dimly lit sewer.
Three black Tomoe swirled within the blood-red whites of his eyes.
It keeps spinning faster and faster.
Finally, they connect to form a four-cornered windmill pattern.
Mangekyō Sharingan
Danzo looked at the surface of the water.
The crimson eye was reflected in the oil film.
He smiled.
His jaw was dislocated, and his laughter sounded like two broken planks rubbing together—dull and dry.
" Shu Shiraishi... you miscalculated."
Danzo stood up from the excrement. Sewage gushed down his thighs.
I am the ultimate winner.
His mind was filled with the madness born from being tortured to the extreme.
You only need to control a key figure using Kotoamatsukami.
Modify his will. Make him assassinate Shu Shiraishi, or open the city gates to let the enemy in.
He could take advantage of the chaos to turn the tide and regain control of Konoha.
Just then...
A noise came from deep inside the tunnel.
"Click. Click."
The sound of metal stepping on bricks was heavy, with a hollow echo.
Ripples spread across the water's surface.
The dead rat's carcass was pushed against the wall by the water waves.
With each step, the ground trembled.
Danzo turned his head.
A blinding red light shone at the corner of the tunnel.
A two-meter-tall Chakra Mecha guarded the entrance.
The mech was made entirely of rigid manganese steel armor. White, high-pressure steam spewed from the seams.
It has no facial features on its head, only a large, red, glassy eye the size of a fist.
A rotary machine gun was mounted on the robotic arm. A brass bullet belt dangled from its waist.
It came down to patrol after hearing the unusual noises coming from the sewers.
Danzo at the steel behemoth.
The madness in his eyes intensified.
He recognized it. This was Konoha's current main defensive force, with fierce firepower.
If you could control a mech and use it to cover your escape.
The mech's tracks crushed the broken bricks.
It stopped ten meters away from Danzo.
The red glass eyes rolled. Red light swept across Danzang's face, which was Danzo in excrement.
The humming sound of gears meshing could be heard from inside the fuselage.
The robotic arm lifts up. The gun barrel begins to preheat and rotate.
It emits a low, humming sound.
"You've come at the perfect time."
Danzo took a step forward.
The sewage was up to his thighs. The resistance was great, and he walked very slowly.
But he straightened his back and put his hands at his sides.
A tearing, excruciating pain shot through my right eye socket.
The burden of the Mangekyō Sharingan was too heavy for his already exhausted body.
The capillaries on the surface of the eyeball burst one after another.
Two lines of scarlet tears of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.
Blood trickled down her sunken cheek.
It mingled with the mud on his chin, dripped onto the black water, and scattered like a red flower.
Danzo ignored everything and his Chakra surged wildly into his right eye.
The world in my sight turned blood red.
He stared intently at the mecha's red glass eye.
His shriveled chest bulged high.
" Kotoamatsukami!"
Danzo opened his toothless mouth and roared hoarsely.
His finger pointed straight at the mecha in front of him.
"Change its will!"
Kneel down!
"Serve me as your master!"
The words had barely left his mouth.
A blinding scarlet light burst forth from his right eye.
The materialized Genjutsu Chakra resembled a large, blood-red net.
It instantly enveloped the massive mech guarding the front.