"Arghhh..."
Fugaku, whose mind had been pierced by those words, roared furiously. Green chakra light radiated from his body. The glowing energy surrounded him, gradually began to take shape. The overwhelming pressure sent tremors through the entire Maximum-Security Wing.
Could it be...he's going to activate Susanoo?
Realizing this, Anya muttered a curse inwardly. Facing Susanoo didn't scare him—but if a real fight broke out, the chaos would escalate quickly. First, the underground tunnel would definitely be destroyed. Second, the fact that his Seal had been released would become known. Worse yet, Serpent Master's laboratory might also be exposed. This situation was purely a loss—there could be no fight.
Anya simultaneously activated both his Mangekyo Sharingan eyes. Tremendous dojutsu power immediately acted upon Fugaku. His green glow began fading, and over time, the nearly completed Susanoo just completely vanished without explanation.
How was that possible?
In that moment of shock, Anya's Phantom Sword Art [Phantom Sword Art] was already unleashed. Chakra scalpels swiftly slashed across Fugaku's joints.
Deprived of joint support, Fugaku collapsed instantly.
Lying on the ground in disbelief, he stared at Anya and stammered, "How? That was the ultimate dojutsu housed within the Mangekyo Sharingan—the Susanoo. You actually neutralized it?"
At this moment, Anya exhaled heavily. A small amount of blood trickled from his eyes. If Mikoto hadn't been Fugaku's wife, he'd have chopped him down without hesitation. Using both eyes' Mangekyo powers at once took a heavy toll—as expected, his head was already spinning after only a few seconds.
After half a year, Anya had thoroughly mastered his Mangekyo abilities. His left eye was Eternity—complete stillness in time. He used it when he chopped Nocturne. His right eye was Setsuna—time acceleration, which could speed up temporal flow within a certain range.
Using both eyes together enabled Reversal [Reversal], which was the technique just employed. Fugaku's Susanoo hadn't been destroyed—it had been reverted back in time to the moment before he initiated it.
Confirming Fugaku was incapacitated, Anya rarely showed anger. Kneeling beside him, Anya spoke seriously, "I've stolen many things, and usually act without restraint. But there is one thing I've never done—I've never stolen someone's heart. If I truly wanted Mikoto, countless methods would've been available. Don't assume our relationship could be so easily understood with your dirty thoughts."
Thieves have codes of honor too. From his past life, this had always been his bottom line. Abducting women was the work of rapists—he had always despised such acts.
Whether Fugaku believed him remained uncertain. The man seemed on the verge of collapse, unable to accept that he'd just lost so decisively without any chance of retaliation. As Uchiha Clan Head, getting defeated so utterly by an outsider who'd long left the clan felt unbearable.
Seeing Fugaku dazed and defeated, Anya looked down upon him even more. To Anya, the most crucial measure of a man's strength lay in his psychological resilience.
The death of White Fang hit Anya hard. After grieving, he killed the main culprit immediately and spent the rest of his time building up his strength, waiting for the next great war. He was determined to change the world—that was the mindset of a true warrior.
No wonder the Uchiha Clan was destined for ruin with a clan leader like this. Right now, Anya had only two words to describe him: Umbrella soldier!
At this moment, the guards outside sensed the commotion from the Maximum-Security Wing and rushed over.
The leading Uchiha clan member in front spotted the fallen Fugaku immediately and exclaimed in shock: "Clan Leader, what happened to you?"
Hearing his clansman's shout, Fugaku finally regained consciousness and tried to stand up. He couldn't let his clansmen see their mighty clan leader defeated by a prisoner, kicked around like a stray dog. However, when he tried to exert force, he found his entire joints had lost all strength, as if separated from his body. With no choice, he could only look at Anya, lips moving but unable to ask for help.
Hmph. Can't stand to look weak, but too proud to ask for help either. Anya understood his predicament and didn't press him, quickly saying: "For Mikoto Onee-san's sake, I'll heal you, but this is the last favor I ever do you. If you dare to lay hands on me again, I won't show mercy."
After speaking, Anya lightly swept his five fingers across Fugaku's body. The previously severed arteries instantly healed, and Fugaku regained mobility. A sliver of fear crept into Fugaku's chest. All he wanted was to get the hell out of here.
Facing the hastily arriving clansmen, Fugaku waved his hand, not uttering a single word, closed the prison door, and exited the jail.
Originally believing that after having awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan, he would lead the Uchiha Clan to glory, he hadn't expected to suffer a heavy defeat at his first attempt. In the future, he needed to learn how to hide his abilities.
As for Mikoto's relationship with him, Fugaku now believed in their innocence, just as he had said. If Anya really wanted Mikoto, he probably would've killed me long ago instead of waiting until after Mikoto's marriage to secretly fool around. When he returned, he should properly apologize to Mikoto.
Inside the Maximum-Security Wing, Anya fell into contemplation alone. The exposure of his identity actually hadn't brought much impact to him at this stage since he had made preparations beforehand. It was just unexpected that the exposure came so quickly and suddenly.
Was it Mikoto Onee-san who told him? Well, thinking about this now held no significance. Judging from Fugaku's attitude, he clearly didn't intend to accept him yet. It was better to just drag things out for now and see how things developed before responding accordingly.
Anya had begun to command the power of a chess master, having more choices in many matters and no need to rush.
Right now, he just needed to quietly await the commencement of the Third Battle—that would be the time to play chess. Anya needed a chaotic era, for only in chaos could a new order be established. In the Naruto world, without reaching the realm of Madara Uchiha, being a rogue ninja would always be the absolute bottom of the barrel—just plain desperate.
After thinking it over, Anya didn't head straight to the laboratory. Instead, she began examining her own Sharingan. Gaining the Mangekyō had never even been in his plans. Although its power was outrageous, using it came with great strain. The burden from a single eye wasn't too bad, but today, having used both eyes simultaneously, she could clearly feel the pressure building within them. She'd have to avoid using it unless it was absolutely necessary from now on.
Fortunately, ever since her evolution into the Mangekyō, the power of her Three-Comma Sharingan had increased greatly. It was more than sufficient for handling ordinary situations. To Anya, the Sharingan would always remain just an added advantage—Sword Art was her true pursuit.
Huh?
Footsteps again? What the hell was going on today? Was this never gonna stop?
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