Four more Uchiha rushed inside to support Fugaku and the remaining clansmen—
But it was useless. The boy moved with a speed too fast even for the Sharingan to capture.
This speed could only belong to Minato, and I had a feeling he possessed Minato's powers.
Just thinking about this made me wonder, Even without the Flying Thunder God, he has such strength, then how the hell did Minato die during the Nine-Tails rebellion? I forcefully took that thought out of my mind and focused on the battle.
"Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Fire!" an older Uchiha shouted and spat out his Ninjutsu, but the boy's figure blurred and he appeared beside him.
A Rasengan tore through his chest. Just like that, he eliminated the first Uchiha of my clan.
Two of my clansmen tried to trap him with Genjutsu and kill him with the Shuriken Technique, but he slipped through the illusion and eliminated both of them.
Seeing that his comrade was killed, one of my clansmen reacted to form the hand signs for the Great Fire Annihilation Jutsu, but he only had time to form two signs before a kick cracked his ribs and sent him crashing into a tree.
One by one, the elite Uchiha Jōnin fell. I watched in horror as he was unable to kill the boy even with such an elite team and was even countered and killed. Seven elite clansmen was gone just like that .
I clutched my fist so hard blood dripped from my hand. Even for the Uchiha, Jōnin were their backbone, their most important combat force.
And this boy,no this monster—was slaughtering them effortlessly.
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Third person pov
Fugaku roared as his Mangekyō flared.
"Take this....!!"
The skeletal frame of his Susanoo thickened, gaining muscle, armor, and shape.
But for some reason strain was too much—blood began dripping from his eyes.
The boy formed summoning seals, but Fugaku didn't give him the chance.
His second-form Susanoo swung a massive fist.
BOOM!! The impact blasted the ground apart.The boy skidded back, but he didn't stop. He countered by forming another colossal chakra sphere.
"Massive Rasengan!!" The two forces collided, pushing both back. The shockwave cracked the earth.
The boy was hurled into a wall, coughing blood—but he stood up again, eyes burning.
He raised his hand. Chakra spiraled violently.
"Rasen Shuriken!!"
He threw it, and it smashed into the Susanoo.
"Aaa..aaa!" Fugaku screamed and blood spilled from his chest.
Susanoo's armor shattered. The ribs cracked, and Fugaku was blasted back, rolling across the ground like a broken doll.
When he stopped, One of his arms was gone. His chakra points were destroyed. Blood poured endlessly from his wounds.
He could barely breathe.
"Hahaha…" The boy laughed, stepping forward. He placed his shoe on Fugaku's chest, pinning him down.
Blood dripped from the boy's own lips. His chakra was nearly depleted. Both of them were on the verge of collapse— But only one could stand.
He looked at the blood-soaked Fugaku below him and smirked.
"Even if you're a transmigrator… I'm still better." Fugaku coughed blood.
"D-do you… have Minato's powers?" The boy laughed.
"Yeah. Something like that."
Fugaku exhaled, a strange calmness settling over his dying face.
"So… that's how it is…"He whispered, voice weak.
He looked up at the boy—not with hatred, but with a strange pity, which confused the boy for a moment.
Blood continued to flow down Fugaku's cheeks, his vision fading. The figure standing above him looked blurry.