They've succeeded! They've entered the inner city square!
In the Konoha underground base, Utatane Koharu with extreme excitement as she stared intently at the blurry, constantly swaying image transmitted back by a secret technique.
"Excellent! Excellent! Avoid those damned patrols, find the military factory's sewage outlet! Sneak in from there!" Mitokado Homura roared nervously from the side, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
In their eyes, the Faceless Ones's disguise was flawless; the Uchiha's seemingly impregnable defenses were nothing but a joke before their meticulously trained ultimate assassins. Just a little closer, just a little more detonation...
What's that?! Look at the sky!
Utatane Koharu's pupils contracted sharply, almost popping out of their sockets.
Through the Faceless Ones's perspective, they saw an extremely dazzling dark purple lightning bolt, like a meteorite falling from the heavens, tearing through the clear sky and crashing straight down into the dark alley where they were at a speed completely imperceptible to the naked eye!
boom!
The terrifying sonic boom arrived belatedly after the lightning struck, causing the surveillance footage of the entire underground base to distort violently and filled with ear-piercing electrical noise.
"Enemy attack! It's a Uchiha! "Mitokado Homura screamed in disbelief.
The smoke and dust cleared.
At the entrance of the alley, a not-so-tall figure slowly straightened up.
It was a child who looked only seven or eight years old, with short black hair and a delicate face; he should have been an innocent and naive child.
However, he was covered by a set of ferocious yet gorgeous dark purple light armor, with visible Lightning Release Chakra flowing across its surface, emitting a soft hissing sound.
Beneath the tactical visor covering half of his face, a pair of scarlet eyes lit up, within which three jet-black Tomoe were slowly rotating at a heart-stopping speed.
Uchiha Itachi!
It's him! Fugaku's son!
Utatane Koharu immediately recognized the boy who should have been playing in the mud at the Ninja Academy. But why was he here? What was with his armor? And those eyes?
A seven-year-old with Three-Tomoe Sharingan?
This thought struck the two Konoha advisors like a bolt from the blue, leaving their minds blank for a moment.
Kill him! He's just a child! Attack him together! Utatane Koharu dormitory, hysterically issued the order via mental link.
In the alley, the ten Faceless Ones moved instantly.
Without the slightest hesitation, they rushed towards Uchiha Itachi at the alley entrance from ten different directions, like ten white ghostly figures.
They unleashed kunai coated in Kunai poison, their attacks coming from tricky and deadly angles, sealing off all of Itachi's escape routes.
In their eyes, this was just a somewhat talented Uchiha brat who dared to charge in alone with his equipment; he was simply courting death.
However, faced with this overwhelming attack that would have overwhelmed even the most Elite Jonin, Uchiha Itachi didn't even blink.
His Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun wildly, and the movements of the ten Faceless Ones were slowed down infinitely in his eyes. Every twist of their joints and the exertion of every muscle was as clear as a textbook.
Too slow.
Is this what the teacher meant by an attack from ants?
Itachi lowered his body slightly and gripped the specially made katana called Lightning Blade at his waist.
Buzz.
The blade resonated with the energy core of the armor, and dark purple arcs of electricity coiled around the blade like snakes.
The next second, Itachi moved.
No Ninjutsu was used; it was simply a pure, extremely fast draw slash.
Kamui Might Armor - A Flash of Lightning.
laugh.
A nearly straight, thin, purple blade of light flashed and disappeared in the narrow alley.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
The ten Faceless Ones who rushed forward froze in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Ten heads wearing straw hats shot into the sky!
Warm blood gushed out like a fountain from their severed necks, staining the gray walls of the alleyway red.
The ten headless corpses even maintained their forward-rushing posture, taking two steps before collapsing to the ground with a thud.
One cut.
Just one cut.
Ten ultimate assassins, on whom the Konoha High Command placed high hopes and who had fused various Kekkei Genkai, were instantly killed by a seven-year-old child as easily as chopping vegetables, before they could even unleash their prized Poison Fire Explosive Flames.
No, that's impossible.
Inside the Konoha underground base, Utatane Koharu watched the monitor screen showing heads rolling all over the ground and a small figure standing with a knife, like a demon god. She felt all her strength drain away and slumped into a chair.
Mitokado Homura was even more unable to accept this fact. Pointing at the screen, he roared like a madman, "It's Genjutsu! This must be Genjutsu! How could a seven-year-old child do such a thing! Where are our people? Where are our Faceless Ones!"
In the scene, Uchiha Itachi slowly sheathed his sword, not a single drop of blood staining the blade.
He raised his head, and his cold, Three-Tomoe Sharingan seemed to be able to penetrate the barriers of space, directly seeing the two old faces in the underground base that were twisted with fear.
He extended his hand, clad in a purple metallic glove, dabbed a drop of blood on one of the corpses, and then wrote a line of crooked, yet utterly mocking and murderous words on the wall:
Next up are you.
After finishing writing, Itachi turned around, his movements clean and swift, without the slightest hesitation.
However, just as he was about to walk out of the alley and out of the surveillance camera's view, he seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around.
In the deepest part of the alley, in a shadowy corner.
A Faceless Ones was leaning against the wall, convulsing. A huge boulder had struck his chest, and his legs were crushed. He had clearly been seriously injured in the sonic boom and had escaped the attack because of it.
There's another one?
In the image, Itachi tilts his head slightly, seemingly somewhat surprised.
Seeing this, Utatane Koharu and Mitokado Homura, who had been in despair, had their eyes instantly rekindled with Kakkō.
There's still one survivor!
He's not dead! He saw everything that just happened!
"Quick! Detonate it! Let's die together! Even if we die, we'll drag this monster down to hell with us! "Utatane Koharu roared madly.
However, Itachi in the video did not immediately step forward to finish off the attacker.
He appears to be communicating with someone through a communicator built into his armor.
A few seconds later, he disconnected the communication and then walked step by step toward the seriously injured survivor.
What is he going to do?
Just as the two Konoha elders were on the verge of tears, Itachi suddenly stopped and did something that baffled them all.
He actually turned around, his back to the survivor, and began talking to the other two Uchiha guards who had rushed over after hearing the news.
The energy conversion core in area B7 of the military factory will undergo a ten-minute maintenance shutdown at 9:00 AM tomorrow.
Intermittent, encrypted audio came from the monitoring equipment.
Military factory? Energy conversion core? Downtime for maintenance?
These words, when put together, instantly pierced through the fog in Utatane Koharu's and Mitokado Homura's minds like a bolt of lightning.
This is intelligence!
This brat is actually discussing such important military intelligence in front of the enemy!
Were they insane? Or were they simply too arrogant to take the seriously injured survivor seriously?
Could it be that our Faceless Ones truly has a chance to bring back the core secrets of the Divine Kingdom?