Chapter 27 Open your eyes!
Chapter 27 Open your eyes!
"Not dead yet?"
The voice of the captain of the royal guard, hidden behind his mask, carried a cruel tone, like a cat toying with a mouse.
He slowly raised his hand, and a dazzling lightning spear condensed in his palm, the crackling sound of electricity particularly jarring in the rainy night.
"Let's deal with the fastest one first."
Before he finished speaking, his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
"Minato! Get out of the way!" Nishikawa Tetsu shouted hoarsely, trying to form hand seals to unleash a ninjutsu, but the previous attack had already cracked his ribs, and the intense pain slowed his movements by half a beat.
Minato Namikaze's pupils contracted sharply, his azure eyes reflecting the rapidly expanding lightning.
He desperately tried to activate the Body Flicker Technique, but the previous leg injury and the impact had momentarily slowed his nerve response.
In battles of this caliber, a single moment can mean life or death.
"Too slow!"
"Pfft!"
The lightning spear pierced Minato Namikaze's right shoulder without any fancy moves, pinning him to the slippery wall.
The violent lightning chakra instantly corroded Minato's body, his golden hair turned black and curly, and his head drooped like a rag doll, his fate unknown.
"Watergate!"
Fugaku Uchiha's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He was about to rush over when he was held back by three other Rain Ninja.
"Don't rush, you Uchiha brat, it'll be your turn soon."
The captain of the royal guard drew his thunder spear, looked at the fallen Minato, and disdainfully flicked the blood off his hands.
Then, he turned around, his cold eyes locking onto Nishikawa Tetsuya, who was lying on the ground.
"As for you, you're just a cunning little rat."
The captain walked step by step toward Nishikawa Tetsuya.
"In the face of absolute power, your tricks are nothing but a joke."
Nishikawa Tetsu struggled to get up, reaching for his ninja tool pouch, where the last high-explosive flashbang remained.
But as soon as he moved his hand, a foot enveloped in chakra slammed down on his wrist.
"Click."
The sound of bones cracking was clearly audible.
"Uh..." Nishikawa Tetsu groaned, his clothes instantly soaked with cold sweat, but he didn't utter a sound, just stared intently at the other person.
"Good eyesight, but unfortunately, too weak."
The captain raised his long sword, the tip aimed at Nishikawa Tetsu's heart.
Farewell.
"stop!!!"
Fugaku Uchiha roared like a beast, ignoring the two ninja swords slashing from behind, and despite the two deep, bone-revealing cuts on his back, he forced his way through and charged toward Nishikawa Tetsu.
But he was still too slow.
The blade flashed.
"puff!"
The dull thud of a sharp blade piercing flesh was particularly clear amidst the sound of rain.
Nishikawa Tetsu's body trembled violently, and blood gushed out along the blade, instantly staining the water beneath him red.
His pupils gradually dilated as he looked in Fugaku's direction. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.
Then, the hand that had been tightly gripping the ninja tool pouch fell limply into the muddy water.
At that moment, the world seemed to stand still.
The sound of rain disappeared, the sound of thunder disappeared.
Fugaku Uchiha stood frozen in place, staring blankly at the boy lying in a pool of blood with a long sword stuck in his chest.
The boy who helped him improve his Fire Release technique, the boy who always said "this is science," the boy who told him that strength and achievements are the only way to break through prejudice.
died?
He just...died like that?
"No, that's impossible."
Fugaku's breathing became rapid and erratic, and his heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, causing him unbearable pain.
An unprecedented and immense sense of loss and regret overwhelmed his reason like a black tide.
I am the team leader.
I promised Jiraiya-sama that I would take them back.
I am the young patriarch of the Uchiha clan. I possess these eyes, yet I cannot even protect two of my subordinates?!
The vows made at the clan meeting that night, the three months of fighting side by side—all those images shattered into ashes at this moment.
"It's all because I... am too weak."
Extreme sadness and anger generated a special kind of chakra in the brain, which frantically assaulted the optic nerve.
The originally scarlet three-tomoe Sharingan began to tremble violently, merge, and deform under the stimulation of this negative emotion.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"
Fugaku Uchiha looked up to the sky and roared, two lines of bloody tears streaming down his face and dripping into the rain.
Those eyes have changed.
Instead of being three separate magatama, they are connected together, forming a strange pattern resembling a black shuriken.
Kaleidoscope Sharingan!
"Um?"
The captain of the personal guard sensed the chilling chakra fluctuations behind him and instinctively tried to draw his sword and retreat.
But the moment he drew his sword, a tangible, black chakra suddenly erupted from Fugaku's body.
"boom!"
That wasn't ninjutsu; it was pure chakra materialization.
A huge skeletal rib, burning with black flames, appeared out of thin air around Fugaku, completely enveloping him.
The initial form of Susanoo.
"What kind of monster is this?"
The remaining three Rain Ninja retreated in terror, their ninjutsu striking the black skeleton as if raindrops were hitting a rock, having no effect whatsoever.
At this moment, Fugaku Uchiha slowly raised his head.
Those Mangekyou Sharingan eyes were cold and devoid of any warmth, as if they were looking at a group of dead people.
"You all must die."
His voice was hoarse, like that of a demon from hell.
"Varied--"
Just as the captain of the guard was about to speak, he felt a flash of purple light before his eyes.
The black skeletal arm instantly extended, moving so fast that even he, a master of lightning techniques, couldn't react in time, and grabbed his neck.
"Click."
There was no nonsense, no fancy moves.
It was merely a brute force squeeze from Susanoo.
The captain of this formidable elite guard had his neck snapped, and he was flung away like a dead chicken, crashing heavily against the wall before sliding down and falling silent.
"team leader?!"
The remaining three Rain Ninjas were terrified and turned to run away.
"run?"
The pattern in Fugaku Uchiha's eyes spun wildly, and his gaze focused.
"Amaterasu!"
Fugaku's right eye suddenly focused, and black flames spontaneously ignited wherever his gaze fell.
The screams lasted only a few seconds before the three Rain Ninja were reduced to ashes in the undying black flames.
Total annihilation.
The alleyway fell silent again, with only the black flames still burning quietly in the rain.
Fugaku released Susanoo, his body swayed violently, and the intense pain in his eyes almost made him faint.
He staggered to Nishikawa Toru and Namikaze Minato's side and knelt in the mud.
The water gate was nailed to the wall, its breath so faint it was almost imperceptible.
Nishikawa Tetsu lay on the ground, the wound on his back was shocking, and blood had spread widely beneath him.
"Wake up...don't sleep..."
Fugaku's hands trembled as he tried to check on the two men's injuries, but his hand froze in mid-air, too afraid to touch them.
He is afraid.
What I feared touching was the cold corpse.
The young Uchiha clan leader, who had always presented himself as arrogant and cold, now had a sob in his voice.
However, just as his hand was about to touch Nishikawa Tetsu.
The boy, who should have been "dead," suddenly coughed violently, then abruptly pulled the long sword from his chest—
Only the handle and half of the blade are present.
"Cough cough...it hurts so much..."
Nishikawa Tetsu coughed up a mouthful of blood, opened his eyes with some difficulty, and looked at Fugaku, whose face was covered in blood and tears and whose eye patterns had changed drastically. He weakly tugged at the corner of his mouth:
"Senior, did I scare you and make you cry?"
At this moment, beneath Nishikawa Tetsu's tattered clothes, a thick, pierced metal breastplate and several punctured blood packs were revealed.
That was a piece of armor he had specially put on his chest to prevent being ambushed; unexpectedly, it actually saved his life.
Fugaku Uchiha: "..."
He looked at the blood bag in his hand that was still dripping "fake blood," and then at Nishikawa Tetsu's pale but clearly still alive face.
The grief froze instantly, followed by an impulse to kill, and... the ecstatic joy of surviving a catastrophe.
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