"Scatter! Everyone scatters!!"
"You little brats—at this level of battle, standing this close is just asking to die!"
"Move back at least two hundred meters—now!"
"..."
The Uchiha elders roared themselves hoarse, forcefully driving back clan members who were still trying to watch the duel up close.
The younger generation was burning with curiosity toward the legendary power of the Mangekyō Sharingan.
Meanwhile, the older generation—those who had personally lived through the era of Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama—instinctively retreated as far from the battlefield as possible.
If the terrain allowed, they would have gone even farther. Even two hundred meters still carried the risk of being caught in the shockwaves.
Before long, a massive empty zone opened up in the center of the grounds.
Only two figures remained facing each other within it—
Uchiha Hokuto.
Uchiha Futada.
"Then let's begin."
As Hokuto spoke, a towering purple silhouette began to take form behind him.
First came the arms.
Then the ribcage.
Then the massive skeletal torso.
A gigantic half-skeleton wrapped itself around Hokuto like a divine armor frame.
Chakra continued to surge.
Flesh rapidly layered over the bones.
The giant's height blasted past fifty meters in seconds.
"More!!"
Hokuto shouted, eyes blazing.
He could feel it clearly—the Mangekyō's potential hadn't been fully forced out yet.
Moments later, thick armor plates sealed over the flesh, locking the structure into a complete battle form.
The giant swelled past seventy meters tall.
That was the limit.
A dull, burning ache spread through Hokuto's eyes.
So this was the ceiling of an ordinary Mangekyō.
Madara's Susanoo had exceeded one hundred meters and possessed a fully crystallized head—something only an Eternal Mangekyō could achieve.
But this…
This was more than enough to crush Futada.
Hokuto lifted one massive arm.
A dark-yellow blade condensed in Susanoo's hand, forged entirely from molten chakra—flowing magma rippling along its edge.
Lava Release manifested directly through Susanoo.
Uchiha Hokuto. Full combat mode.
"I never thought I'd witness this kind of power in my lifetime…"
"Heaven truly blesses the Uchiha!"
"Who in Konoha could possibly stand against us now?!"
"Hahaha!!!"
The colossal purple giant dominated the battlefield.
Even from over two hundred meters away, the suffocating chakra pressure made hearts pound uncontrollably.
This wasn't power meant for humans.
This was divine power.
The observing elders were driven into near-hysterics, tears streaking down weathered faces as they shouted like zealots.
The younger generation stared at the towering Susanoo with eyes full of awe, envy, and burning desire.
Honestly—what young man wouldn't dream of commanding a giant like this?
Futada lifted his gaze toward the towering figure that had formed in mere breaths.
A crushing sense of insignificance flooded his chest.
Regret surfaced—sharp and bitter.
Why did I agree to this?
Fight something like this? Are you insane?
Standing beneath it, Futada couldn't even see Hokuto himself—only the overwhelming shadow of Susanoo blotting out the sky.
"Ready, Clan Head?"
Hokuto's voice descended from above, calm and detached.
Futada looked no larger than an ant from this height.
No wonder Madara had only ever acknowledged Hashirama.
With this kind of power, who would bother caring about the opinions of ordinary people?
Submission was the only rational choice.
Still, Hokuto extended the courtesy.
"…You may begin."
Futada forced the words out, fingers tightening around his weapon as sweat soaked his palms.
Test it first. Even if I lose, I need to understand the gap.
"RAAAAH!!"
He charged forward, pouring all his strength into a full-force slash.
Clang!
His blade chipped violently on impact—
Yet Susanoo's surface remained flawless.
Not even a scratch.
What monstrous defense…
Futada stared at the damaged blade with a surge of disbelief and bitterness.
This weapon was forged from top-tier alloy, embedded with expensive chakra-conductive ore.
And it couldn't even leave a mark.
"Kind of itchy," Hokuto commented lazily.
He felt no pain whatsoever—only the faintest sensation of contact.
"Fire Style: Great Fire Annihilation!"
Futada rapidly formed seals.
Chakra surged through his lungs.
A raging inferno exploded outward, swallowing the battlefield in a roaring sea of flames.
Not bad, Hokuto assessed calmly.
Without several jōnin combining Water Release, this kind of firestorm could easily erase a battlefield.
But against him?
It wasn't even close.
Susanoo swung its magma blade.
One slash.
The flames split apart instantly, torn open like fragile paper.
The shockwave tore into the sky, traveling more than a kilometer, shredding cloud layers apart and leaving a massive hollow carved into the heavens.
At the same time—
Alarms erupted throughout Konoha.
The massive defensive barrier surrounding the village shattered under the residual force.
"Enemy attack?!"
"Full village alert!!"
"Seal teams, secure the perimeter! Evacuate civilians immediately!"
"Notify all clans—now!"
"I'm reporting to Lady Uzumaki Mito!"
ANBU command centers erupted into chaos.
The village's barrier had been breached.
That meant a hostile force had struck Konoha directly.
Emergency protocols activated instantly.
Civilians were rushed into underground shelters.
Combat squads mobilized.
None of that reached Hokuto's awareness.
Right now, he was still enjoying his little "game."
"So strong…"
"I can't win…"
Futada stared blankly at the devastated sky.
Was that really an attack a human could unleash?
His strongest Fire Style had been erased casually.
His attacks couldn't even approach Hokuto's defense.
Even if Hokuto stood still, Futada doubted he could inflict meaningful damage.
"Lord Hokuto… I surrender."
There was no value in continuing.
To defeat someone like this would require throwing countless lives into the grinder—layering seals, barriers, suppression formations, slowly draining ocular power and chakra.
Only then might victory even be possible.
Enough…
Hokuto felt a faint trace of disappointment.
Already? I wasn't even warmed up yet.
Still, he dismissed Susanoo.
The colossal giant dissolved into surging chakra and vanished.
Exhaustion slammed into him immediately.
His limbs felt hollow.
His vision wavered slightly.
Using power far beyond his natural limits carried a heavy price.
He had only just accessed Mangekyō-level strength. Forcing Susanoo out without proper mastery would normally cripple eyesight permanently.
But Hokuto didn't care.
It was a temporary experience ticket anyway.
And the effect—
Absolutely worth it.
From this moment onward—
Every Uchiha would look at him with awe.
With fear.
With worship.
And sooner or later…
They would learn what it truly meant—
To bow before a god.
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