Bang!
Before he could even finish—
Enma, the Monkey King with a body said to be unbreakable, vanished.
Right before everyone's eyes.
No pause. No struggle.
Just—gone.
The ANBU, Root, the clan heads… all of them were struck dumb again.
Everyone knew what Enma meant to the Third Hokage.
They had fought side by side for decades—entrusting each other with their lives.
And yet now?
Enma had been sent back with a single contact.
He hadn't even managed to fight.
Did that mean…
This young Uchiha was already that terrifying?
The commotion grew.
More and more ANBU elites gathered, packing in until the Hokage Tower was ringed tight.
Everyone braced themselves.
If this couldn't be resolved peacefully—
Then there was only one option left.
All-out force.
"Oh? Third Hokage-sama…"
Kai gave a contemptuous smile.
"Were you trying to put on a circus act for me?"
Then he raised the arm in his hand high into the air.
"Next, let everyone see what the Hokage's right-hand man—Root's leader—Shimura Danzō has been doing."
The tension had built to its peak.
Now it was time to tear off the mask.
Force was necessary.
But he also wanted to crush them where it mattered most—
In their hearts.
Konoha needed new blood.
"N-No—don't! Stop!"
Danzō's face twisted into something near-madness as he tried to stop it.
But he couldn't control his body anymore.
He could only watch.
Riiip—!
In the next instant, the bandages were torn away.
Under the moonlight, that arm was exposed—clearly, completely—to every ninja, every clan head, every advisor…
And to Sarutobi Hiruzen himself.
The world went silent.
No shouting.
No footsteps.
No breath.
Because—
What kind of arm was that?
Pale. Twisted. Covered in sealing script.
And embedded across that corpse-white skin, one after another, packed so tightly it made the stomach turn—
Closed crimson eyes.
Sharingan.
Like reeking tumors of flesh, glinting with evil under the moon.
Ten of them.
Maybe more.
"Sha… Sharingan?! Those tomoe… that's Sharingan, right?"
"My god… that many Sharingan?! There's even a three-tomoe one!"
"Those are our clan's eyes! No wonder my father's body never came back!"
"Damn you… my child—one of those is definitely Xiao Jie's two-tomoe!! AHHH!!!"
The Uchiha erupted.
Wails and screams tore through the night, grief and rage mixing into something almost feral.
Boom—!
"Danzō, you old dog… you deserve nothing but death!"
Fugaku's chakra exploded. The skeletal frame of Susanoo flared into existence around him.
His chakra surged like gunpowder igniting.
He had hesitated. He had wavered.
But that didn't mean he would tolerate someone desecrating his clan's dead.
The Second Elder, the Fourth Elder and the rest were trembling, tears streaming down their faces.
"Demon… Danzō! You dared steal the Sharingan!"
"Sharingan—how could he actually dare?!"
Hyūga Hiashi's Byakugan trembled violently.
His gaze locked onto that arm, and every trace of color drained from his face.
If the Sharingan could be hunted like this…
Then what about the Byakugan?
What about the missing Hyūga?
Had they met the same fate?
"—Hiss…"
Akimichi Torifu and the others sucked in cold air, horrified.
Stealing bloodline limits was strictly forbidden.
No wonder Danzō had always been quietly pushing for the Uchiha's destruction.
Everything clicked into place.
"N-No…"
Koharu Utatane and Homura Mitokado staggered back, faces ghost-white.
Especially remembering what Kai had just accused them of—
Their minds went completely blank.
Not out of worry for a comrade.
Out of fear for themselves.
Danzō was exposed.
So what happened to them?
Kai's slogan had included them, too.
Clack.
The Third Hokage's pipe slipped from his belt and hit the ground.
Hiruzen stood there like he'd fallen into an ice pit.
His dry lips trembled, but not a single word came out.
Even Enma's abrupt departure no longer mattered.
Only one thought filled his head:
Danzō… he really did this? And now it's been exposed in front of everyone…
Three minutes.
A full three minutes.
The Hokage Tower plaza was terrifyingly quiet.
"Do you see it?"
Kai stood in the night like a judge passing sentence, his words cold and merciless.
He lifted the ashen-faced Danzō with one hand and displayed him for all to see.
"This is Konoha's 'Root.'"
"Stealing the power of comrades."
"Plotting the Uchiha clan's extinction."
"This—this is the leadership you've been loyal to!"
"Now—what do you have to say?"
His gaze swept across everyone like a blazing torch.
But whether it was the Hokage, the ANBU, or the clan heads—
When they met those crimson eyes, they all lowered their heads unconsciously.
No one dared hold his stare.
"Since you have nothing to say…"
"Then let Danzō speak for himself."
As his words fell—
The "666" pattern in his eyes tightened sharply.
Within three feet, moonlight surged up and wrapped around Danzō's body.
Danzō's face turned deathly pale.
But only for a moment.
He recovered instantly.
As long as he killed the Uchiha, all of this could still be suppressed.
The Third Hokage would help.
That was the only reason he'd survived this long.
With that thought, he didn't hesitate—his right hand moved toward his eye.
But just as he was about to act—
His mind stuttered.
Like being struck by a hammer.
His eyes went unfocused.
And then, in a dazed voice, he raised a hand and pointed at his right eye.
"This eye belonged to my friend—Uchiha Kagami."
"This one belonged to Uchiha Ryūshō, who died in the Third War."
"And this one…"
One after another.
Case after case.
Decades of crimes spilled out of his mouth—cleanly, completely.
Kai's eyes grew calmer the more Danzō spoke.
Within three feet—
He controlled everything.
And that included…
Rewriting another person's will.
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