Hidden Leaf Village.
Due to the terrifying terrorist attack of the Human Bombs, the originally peaceful and serene streets were filled with noise, cries and wails intertwined, occasionally mixed with two or three explosions, almost paralyzing half the village, thrown into chaos.
The attackers were extremely ferocious. Their means of entering the village were crude. Relying on the unexpected Human Bombs, they directly blew up the main gate of Hidden Leaf Village. Hundreds of members of the Blood Pond Clan poured in madly, killing anyone they saw, heading straight for the Uchiha Clan Territory.
"Help! Help!"
A villager shouted in terror, chased by a zombie-like figure. This person's expression was stiff, with a terrifying red light flashing in their eyes. Even with a Kunai stuck in their heart, they continued to move as usual.
In a panic, the villager accidentally crushed a fruit basket, stepped on air, lost balance, and tumbled to the corner of the street.
The attacker opened their palm, about to grab the villager's hair.
The villager's head was bleeding from the fall, but they couldn't care about the pain at the moment, only able to watch the Big Hand getting closer and closer.
"Wind Release: Wind Cutter Technique!"
An Anbu Ninja jumped down from the roof, completing the hand seals as they landed. A sharp cutting sound came from the wind, and an invisible air blade flashed past. With a "puchi" sound, the attacker's arm was cut off at the shoulder.
The wind suddenly passed, and another air blade slashed horizontally, cutting the attacker in half at the waist on the spot. Thick scarlet blood splattered on the villager's face.
Although the scene was a bit bloody, at least they were saved.
The Anbu Ninja hurriedly came to the villager's side and pulled them up. "Are you okay? Can you still walk? I'll take you to a safe area."
Suddenly, a wisp of red light flashed in the villager's eyes. They took the opportunity to grab the Anbu Ninja's arm, hugging their body tightly like a koala.
"Hey, what are you doing!" The Ninja was shocked and pushed away the other's head with force. Reflected in their pupils was the other's expressionless face.
The wounds on the villager's face began to fester, breeding dark red blood foam, instantly enveloping the entire body, swelling into a deformed meatball, throbbing like a heart.
"Damn it!" The Anbu Ninja wanted to form hand seals, but it was too late.
"Boom!"
The light beam flickered, and in the instant of shrinking, the meatball exploded, and the whistling gale flattened the area within a dozen meters!
Only a blood pit emitting scorched smoke was left in place, as well as... the disfigured Anbu Ninja.
Similar scenes were being staged on the streets throughout the South District of Hidden Leaf Village.
Although the Hidden Leaf Ninjas responded immediately, with the fearless nature of this group of "zombies" and their crazy infectivity, it was by no means easy to suppress them quickly.
Moreover, the real manipulators had already mixed into the crowd. As long as they were still alive, the Human Bombs would continue to appear. Many villagers suffered as innocent bystanders, becoming innocent souls.
An Izakaya in the South District was already empty. When they first heard the explosion, everyone rushed out the door, pots and pans clanging, and delicious food scattered all over the ground.
Compared to the panicked crowd, a private room on the second floor was quite different. The three diners ate and drank as they pleased, as if the terrorist attack didn't exist at all.
"Is this the good show he wanted me to see?" Uchiha Madara's voice was deep as he raised his glass for a light sip.
"Perhaps." Across the table, Uchiha Hikari looked out the window.
On the street outside the Izakaya, three Human Bomb puppets were surrounding a Hidden Leaf Ninja, forcing them into a desperate situation.
Madara snorted coldly, "Fighting back and forth, for the sake of a Clan Head position, they actually released the Blood Pond Clan. The current Uchiha Clan's methods have become so despicable."
"Before you took office, their methods were always despicable." Light said softly, a trace of sadness flashing in her clear eyes.
Madara couldn't help but glance at her, shaking his head with a soft laugh, "You're right, but I'm not a saint either, I just use my strength to suppress all conspiracies and tricks. If it weren't for Shin'yu, even I would have forgotten your existence."
"The past is gone, I no longer care about right and wrong, what I cherish more is the present."
Light turned her head slightly, looking at the man beside her.
At this moment, Shin'yu was resting his cheek on his hand, propped up on the table, as if he were sound asleep, breathing evenly, his long eyelashes drooping down, thick as a curtain in the midday sun.
Light blinked, looking at his handsome face and neat eyelashes, as well as his delicate, jade-like skin, and sighed.
"This guy, he's clearly 30 years old this year, but he doesn't look old at all."
"That can't be helped." Madara smiled, "He said he adapted to aging."
"Eh, that's too much." Light puffed out her small mouth, propping her cheeks with both hands, "He just watches Lord Madara grow old day by day, while he remains forever young."
"The Sharingan, as an eye that reflects the heart, its effects are something others can't envy, especially when it involves the power of space-time."
Madara patiently explained, "Over the years, it's not like I haven't tried to use transcription seals to store his Eye Technique, just like the 'Amaterasu' and 'Tsukuyomi' that were once transplanted into you, but unfortunately, all of them failed. This kid's Eye Technique is too special, just like your 'Yachihoko', they are both existences that cannot be replicated."
After advancing to the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, in addition to Susanoo, Shin'yu's innate Eye Technique was also strengthened.
"Mahoraga" can selectively adapt to 3 things at the same time, and the analysis of each other does not affect each other. When he urges his Eye Power to concentrate on analyzing one thing, the adaptation speed will increase by a full 3 times.
Not only that, but the current degree of adaptation has become controllable. For the results after analysis, he can independently choose. If he is not satisfied with the direction of evolution, he can overturn it and start again, adapting from a different angle.
In other words, to some extent, he can control the optimization progress, allowing the path of evolution to proceed in the direction he has preset!
For "Ame no Tokotachi", the original 5-minute timeline has been expanded to 10 minutes. Although the 1-second cooldown time still exists, the Eye Power consumed is also much smaller when the target of the rewind is someone else.
Thanks to "Mahoraga's" adaptation speed, he spent two years and finally, at the age of 28, successfully adapted to the aging of cells.
The sequence in his genes that controls cell decay and apoptosis has been completely optimized. Only external strikes can damage it. The decline in immune response, stress and strain, malnutrition, metabolic disorders, and other negative effects that normal people should have have been completely erased. After cell division, the new cells will inherit the peak state of the original cells, achieving immortality.
This is quite amazing, it is simply a leap in the level of life!
You must know that even the legendary Sage of Six Paths could not get rid of the natural aging of the body, even if he became the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, it was still the same.
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