"I've walked the path of a shinobi for decades fearlessly," Danzo declared. "Even in the face of death, I won't back down!"
He stared at Saitama and slowly spoke those words.
It seemed that Danzo had already braced himself for the worst possible outcome.
"The cloak you wear... are you part of Akatsuki? That organization from Amegakure?"
Danzo continued speaking. He once worked together with Hanzo to eliminate the original leader of Akatsuki—Yahiko.
Later, he learned secretly that Hanzo had been killed by Akatsuki.
Out of interest, Danzo had sent people to investigate and obtained confirmation.
However, the intelligence he managed to acquire remained superficial—the new Akatsuki appeared to have taken control of Amegakure Village, and its core members wore black cloaks bearing red clouds, along with numbered rings on their fingers.
Thinking this through, Danzo glanced at Saitama's hands—and sure enough, there was a ring with a red gemstone embedded into it on the index finger of his right hand.
"Your information network is still as sharp as ever!"
Saitama raised his blade to chest height and flicked the hem of his coat with the other hand.
"Though I don't know what you and your group are planning, controlling an entire ninja village is no small matter!"
"So what? You won't be leaving here alive today!"
"I regret my mercy back then!"
Danzo clenched his fists tightly.
Zwa! In a flash of lightning, a Root Ninja collapsed, blood gushing between his fingers as he clutched his throat, eyes wide in horror before hitting the ground lifeless.
Frowning, Danzo stomped hard with his foot and charged toward Saitama.
He realized—only he had a shot at standing up to Saitama. His subordinates were nothing more than warm-up exercises for this monster.
"I'll handle you myself!" Danzo gritted his teeth, charging forward without hesitation.
Even among the Root Ninjas, there were still feelings left. Seeing their longtime comrade perish so easily left the survivors filled with only one thought echoing in their minds—"This isn't human!"
They exchanged glances, then formed a circle around Saitama, watching silently as Danzo rushed ahead, giving what little support they could.
"It's finally here… I've been waiting for this moment a long time coming!"
Saitama whispered to himself, spinning his sword in midair before sheathing it at his waist.
Zwa! He dashed forward, leaving a black mark upon the earth, disappearing from view.
Eyes widening, Danzo activated his Sharingan. Blue chakra flowed around his body before converging into his right arm.
From within, a weapon resembling a blade formed—a dangerous aura radiating off it.
[Wind Release: Blade of Wind]
Danzo narrowed his eyes and charged forward without hesitation.
[Big Ball Rasengan]
Saitama showed no fear, raising his hand toward Danzo.
"Old bastard, die!"
Saitama's eyes gleamed with excitement. Killing Danzo had always been his desire, and today finally presented such an opportunity.
Extending his right hand forward, Saitama's body formed an almost straight line midair.
Danzo did the same, furiously swinging his right arm outward.
Boom! The two ninjutsu collided, producing little reaction.
Danzo's technique wasn't simply the Blade of Wind—it incorporated Chakra Nature Transformation, greatly enhancing its attacking power and cutting ability.
Its power was in no way inferior to that of the Rasengan.
Crack! After a stalemate lasting nearly three seconds, the blade portion of Danzo's jutsu cracked first.
Swish! Without pulling back, Danzo swept his left leg sideways, aiming a kick toward Saitama's groin.
The kick was blisteringly fast, coming at a crucial moment in the fight.
But Saitama was prepared. His Sharingan with Three-Tomoe granted him maximum dynamic vision.
So the instant Danzo moved, Saitama sprang into action.
Bending his right knee upward, he blocked Danzo's crotch-targeting kick perfectly.
"Hmph!" Danzo coldly grunted, hastily withdrawing his right hand.
Yet Saitama didn't intend to let him have his way. He pressed his orb forward continuously, forcing Danzo to retreat.
Boom! The Rasengan blasted a massive crater into the ground, leaving several pieces of broken wood lying there.
Substitution Jutsu.
Undeniably, Danzo's combat awareness was truly sharp. Even against Saitama, who possessed superior strength, he skillfully utilized small techniques within his ninjutsu.
[Wind Release: Great Breakthrough]
With one hand forming a seal, Saitama exhaled a stream of air from his mouth, scattering the surrounding dust.
His gaze swept around until he spotted Danzo squatting on the ground, panting heavily.
"Lord, please leave first! We'll cover you!"
A ninja approached Danzo, speaking slowly.
Danzo's face remained dark and silent.
His target was clearly Saitama, and he didn't believe he could escape from Saitama, who had mastered the Flying Thunder God Technique.
Since escape was impossible, he decided instead to fight with all his might for a chance at survival.
Looking down again, Danzo saw the three blood-red eyes.
"All of you, attack together!" Standing up, Danzo swung his right arm. The others hesitated, exchanging uncertain looks—then charged.
Swish! Saitama placed both hands over his chest, condensing chakra rapidly into a ball of lightning energy forming there.
[Lightning Release: Lightning Ball]
He plunged both hands into the lightning sphere across his chest while silently adjusting the chakra release.
Swish! With a forceful motion, he drew his ten fingers out from the ball, simultaneously splitting the large orb into ten smaller lightning spheres, each positioned upon one finger.
"It looks pretty!" Glancing casually at the tiny crackling orbs dancing on his fingertips.
"Go!" Aiming at the surrounding enemies, Saitama individually targeted each foe by flicking the respective finger toward them.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
Accompanied by thunderous electricity, the compact lightning balls shot forth like bullets, carrying immense power and speed toward their targets. Their paths through the air left behind traces resembling vacuum voids.
As if the air itself had been vaporized along their path.
Enemies were caught off guard, unable to dodge—the speed required for evasion simply beyond them.
Bear in mind that although Saitama's actions appeared elaborate, they actually took less than a second.
This Lightning technique was inspired by Saitama Uchiha's memory of Naruto Uzumaki—the destined child—and how he used the [Rasengan], which gave him this idea.
Zzzt! Several enemies were directly hit by Saitama's Lightning Ball. Those tiny-looking sparks of lightning instantly unleashed unexpected power.
The explosive Lightning Balls rampaged through the battlefield, obliterating anyone struck head-on.
Those who barely dodged the first strike thought it was over—only to realize too late that the Lightning Balls still exploded on impact with the ground, just like bombs. Electricity burst outward like scattered liquid, zapping everything in its path.
Enemies too slow to escape were completely struck. The lucky ones writhed on the ground, struggling desperately. The unlucky died on the spot.
"Kid, you really are one of the Uchiha!"
Danzo crashed onto the ground, half of his body charred into a blackened crisp from Saitama's lightning.
Yet, he still lived, breathing heavily while glaring at Saitama.
Crrk! Without saying a word, Saitama swung down his blade, stomping his foot firmly on Danzo's intact right arm.
Crrk! His arm severed, Danzo's expression shifted.
[Electric Shock]! Lightning surged along the blade, transforming into electric serpents wrapping tightly around Danzo, paralyzing all movement.
At this moment, Danzo's face turned ghostly pale—like an old dog—as he collapsed before Saitama.
"Do you have anything else to say?" Saitama stared coldly at Danzo, his Sharingan unwavering. Despite Danzo now being utterly incapable of resistance, vigilance remained.
"Hmph! Saitama Uchiha, you really are dangerous. The Uchiha Clan has always been cursed—I don't think I've done anything wrong."
"You people, who use cursed powers, will inevitably become disasters for both the village and the entire Shinobi World!"
Sweat poured down Danzo's aged face, sliding along his cheekbones, following the grooves of his wrinkles before dripping onto the ground.
His face was also filled with shadows, yet clearly—he didn't believe he'd made any mistake.
"Pfft! That's ridiculous!" A trace of amusement flickered across Saitama's eyes while electricity crackled continuously in his right hand.
Slsh!
He swung his sword downward, slicing off the head, which soared skyward with eyes wide in shock.
Plop! The head landed next to the severed arm Saitama had sliced off earlier.
Danzo's eyes remained open, locked on Saitama's standing figure.
Phoof!
His corpse transformed into an illusionary mirage, vanishing just like a dream or a reflection in a pond—fleeting and unreal.
Swish! A kunai flew from a hidden angle, thrown by Kakuzu, aiming straight for Saitama. But as if forewarned, Saitama tilted his body slightly—barely avoiding it.
Swish! Saitama swung his blade, slicing through space as lightning illuminated the steel edge, making it shine dazzlingly bright.
Clang! Saitama crouched low, blade raised, locking eyes with Danzo once more.
Now, his body had already regenerated—it was obvious he had used [Izanagi]. Looking closer, one of the three Sharingans embedded in his arm had lost its light, turning pale and lifeless.
Although Saitama had just severed Danzo's right arm with a single slash, the Jutsu Formula of the forbidden technique Izanagi had already been implanted in his eyes.
The moment he exhaled his last breath, the Ninjutsu sealed within his Sharingan would activate, reviving Danzo's life.
"That's really boring, isn't it? What do you think, Danzo!"
Saitama mocked while increasing the pressure from his blade, forcing Danzo's kunai toward him.
Crackling, electric shocks transformed under the influence of chakra into massive lightning serpents, surging fiercely toward Danzo.
Guided by the breach created by Saitama's blade, the lightning serpents struck straight at Danzo.
Sizzle! Danzo's chest was pierced by Saitama's Chidori Current. He let out a cold grunt and stepped back.
[Rasengan]
A deep blue sphere appeared in Saitama's left hand. With a powerful push from his feet, Saitama matched Danzo's retreat speed.
"You deserve death!" Danzo's expression turned grim; in just one confrontation, it seemed he was about to lose another life.
Now, there was no way to rely on his subordinates—nearly all the ninja he had brought from Root were already wiped out by Saitama's two major attacks.
Even those still alive had lost the will—or the ability—to fight.
Boom! Within Danzo's Sharingan, the Rasengan slammed heavily into his chest, sending his body spinning violently.
The muscles on his chest twisted, and internal organs sustained varying degrees of damage.
Sizzle! A flash of lightning passed as Saitama moved his face close to Danzo's.
"Two!"
Lightning flashed intensely. The blade in his right hand became the reaper's scythe, slicing Danzo's body in half.
"When you laid your eyes on mine, you should have known this day would come!" Saitama glanced at the ground, staring at Danzo's eyes.
Swish! Saitama shifted sideways again, kicked off the ground with one leg, and soared toward a nearby tree.
He hurled his blade like hidden weapons toward a distant rock.
Boom! His sword embedded into the stone as Saitama instantly arrived at the spot.
[Flying Thunder God Technique]
"Danzo, don't even think of running away! Don't make me look down on you!"
Standing atop the rock, Saitama looked toward Danzo hiding behind another boulder.
"You brat, I know I've lost this day, but don't press your luck!"
Danzo glared coldly at Saitama.
"You can't be serious, Lord Danzo! You've always been the one pushing me! If not for you, I wouldn't have walked this path! If not for your ambush, maybe I'd still be Konoha's shining hero on the battlefield!"
Crossing his arms, Saitama stared at Danzo. Meanwhile, he noticed two pale eyeballs already appearing on his own arm.
"Hmph!" Danzo knew that saying anything now was pointless. After letting out a cold snort, he began slowly removing his upper clothing despite Saitama standing right before him.
"[Four Symbols Seal: Inner]?" Saitama realized Danzo was ruthless—back in his previous life, he destroyed his own corpse using a sealing jutsu to prevent Obito from obtaining Shisui's eyes, and attempted a desperate suicide attack to take down Sasuke.
Sure enough, exactly as Saitama predicted, inscriptions of talismans encircled Danzo's torso—one layer after another—complex and eerie.
"I've lived long enough. No matter what I do, it will never go against the interests of Konoha. For Konoha, I'm willing to shoulder all darkness!"
Danzo looked at Saitama, slowly lifting the corner of his mouth into a smirk.
His right Sharingan had lost much of its luster. Without the Uchiha bloodline, even with Hashirama's cells inside him, prolonged use of the Sharingan only left his body feeling hollow and drained.
The normal eye on his left was filled with countless bloodshot veins, almost like a mutated Sharingan.
If Saitama didn't know Danzo's origins, he might have thought he was about to awaken one.
"What's the damn point of any of that? My goal today is simple: your death! Once you die, countless people can finally rest easy, and I'll be able to start my plan with no worries!"
Saitama smacked his lips slightly and raised his eyes toward the blue-and-white sky.
"Hmph. Since when have I become a stumbling block for brats like you?"
Danzo looked down at his own chest, a bitter smile creeping onto his face.
"After always walking in your shadow, I want—just once—to be the one leading! Nobody ever understood me, but you've been generous to me. However, this time, nothing or nobody will stop me from making one final contribution to Konoha!"
Danzo's eyes darkened as he muttered something under his breath.
"What did you say?" Saitama couldn't hear clearly, puzzled.
"I said, even in death, I'm taking you with me!"
A flash of ruthless determination briefly lit up Danzo's face as the [Inner Four Symbols Seal] markings on his chest began to glow red.
Bang! He pushed off the ground hard and launched himself straight at Saitama, his chakra fluctuating wildly across his body while a thin trail of blood began dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Swish! Saitama activated the [Flying Thunder God Technique], preparing to evade Danzo's suicide attack.
"Hm?" His mind stirred. Frowning slightly, Saitama noticed a strange barrier nearby interfering with his spatial transmission.
"Do you think I was trying to escape? Foolish boy. I used myself as bait to lure you here, specifically setting this place up with a barrier to prevent your escape."
"Now that you've realized, it's already too late!" Danzo sneered, full of hatred. From the very beginning, he had no intention of fleeing—he'd been maneuvering Saitama step by step into this trap, and now was the moment to reap the harvest.
"Hmph!" Saitama thrust his blade toward Danzo and gave it an extra push by striking the end of the hilt, sending it flying forward.
Swish! The blade shot toward Danzo, but completely disregarding it, Danzo kept charging ahead.
Shred! The sword pierced through his chest—but useless. Danzo didn't slow down even a bit. Within moments, he stood just a meter away from Saitama!
[Susanoo]
Saitama widened his eyes dramatically as the three tomoe in each eye spun wildly until settling into a complex and beautiful pattern.
Boom! A massive skeletal frame enveloped Saitama's body.
But it wasn't over yet.
First appeared a half-bodied skeleton surrounding Saitama, creating a physical separation between Danzo and him.
Then, threads of blue-white chakra, resembling flesh and blood, started growing over the skeleton.
Soon, chest muscles, arm muscles, facial muscles—all gradually formed.
In an instant, a towering half-body giant entirely composed of blue-white chakra energy stood on the battlefield.
"It's useless. The radius of the [Inner Four Symbols Seal] covers dozens to hundreds of meters. Even with Susanoo, you can't block its damage! Saitama Uchiha, this time, you still lose!"
Danzo's aged face flashed with satisfaction, as if already seeing Saitama's death.
Boom! Black chakra erupted in a wave of the Four Symbols Seal, spreading from Danzo at the center and instantly engulfing Saitama and his Susanoo.
No explosion, no flash—just instant erasure.
All that remained was a vast crater where they once stood. The Susanoo, Danzo, Saitama, and even the surrounding trees were wiped from existence as if they had never been.
For a long while, silence reigned undisturbed.
"Huff!" The air split like breaking ice, and a figure emerged from the rift.
He stepped from illusion into reality—Danzo had used Izanagi.
"Ultimately, victory still belongs to me!" Danzo clutched his right arm; pale muscles twisted uncontrollably, like countless maggots squirming beneath his skin.
"Haa... haa..." His complexion worsened. With the balance lost after losing three Sharingan eyes, the Hashirama cells in his right arm began rebelling again, consuming his own body.
"I must return quickly, or the outbreak of Hashirama cells will be unstoppable! A shame—I failed to take Saitama Uchiha's eyes this time."
Danzo gazed into the crater with regret but still wore an expression of relief at surviving.
Slicing through the air—*shira!*—a hand shot forth, piercing straight through Danzo's left chest and freezing his expression mid-thought.
"What…?" An unbelieving Danzo slowly turned his head, catching sight of black fabric marked with red clouds through his peripheral vision.
"Do you really think only you have Izanagi?! Don't forget—one of us is the true Uchiha ninja. And it's not you!"
Saitama's voice reached Danzo's ears, stripping him of his final hope.
*Puchi!* His heart shattered in Saitama's grip, and the last Sharingan eye in his right socket started turning white.
"What jutsu did you use?! It definitely wasn't Izanagi!"
Danzo appeared beside Saitama, clutching his left arm.
Now on his knees, he glared with his remaining eye at Saitama's still-bright gaze—while his own right eye had gone blind.
If Saitama had used Izanagi, at minimum one of his eyes should've gone dark. But they hadn't.
Therefore, Danzo concluded that whatever technique Saitama used to evade his attack wasn't Izanagi.
"Tch… Because I mastered the native ninjutsu of this world!"
Saitama tapped his right eye with a finger, wearing an amused expression.
"So that's how it is… So powerful—even the Mangekyou Sharingan has reached such levels!"
Half of Danzo's body began transforming into tree matter. Though he struggled to suppress the Hashirama cells with chakra alone, without the balancing effect of the Sharingan, success had become impossible.
"It ends here, Danzo!" Saitama strode forward and halted a meter away from him.
Then Danzo's right arm exploded, thick tree trunks bursting outward.
"Ahhh… ahhhh…" His screams didn't last long. Soon, his entire body became a tree trunk.
"Indeed, what my teacher Hiruzen said was right. I don't have his abilities, but... I really can't accept this!"
Danzo, the Shadow of the Uchiha, is dead!
...
[Fire Release: Great Fireball Jutsu]
After a short rest, Saitama began cleaning up the battlefield, doing his best to conceal traces of his involvement and prevent others from deciphering his fighting style.
A genuine smile spread across his usually stoic face — like he'd actually done something he enjoyed.
"Hehe… haha…" Saitama covered his face and bowed his head, letting out a soft chuckle — a haunting laugh that echoed through the forest.
"The war begins... NOW!"
With Danzo eliminated and his personal grudge settled, Saitama was ready to begin collecting the Tailed Beasts.
Then it'd be time to bring his vision to life!
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