Chapter 144: Uchiha Itachi, Crossing The Bottom Line Of Justice—kill On Sight
“Heh heh… how interesting.” Obito subtly reached out and wiped away the incessantly screaming Black Zetsu, activating Kamui’s ability, and Black Zetsu was directly sucked into Kamui Space.
The screaming that made Obito’s blood run cold finally stopped.
He coldly looked down at Uchiha Itachi in front of him.
“Youngster… it seems you don’t have a good relationship with that brat. Furthermore, you don’t have a good relationship with the Uchiha, even though you yourself are a member of the Uchiha Clan. Yet you’ve conceived the idea of colluding with others to target the Uchiha.”
Obito’s single crimson Mangekyo Sharingan narrowed slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice, “Don’t you know who I am? Do you think I would lay a hand on the Uchiha Clan? By seniority… I am your ancestor.”
Uchiha Itachi took a deep breath, raised his head slightly, and met the gaze of the man before him.
He said expressionlessly, “I have no reason to tell you. I just want to ask if you’re willing to cooperate. Regardless of whether you have killing intent towards the Uchiha Clan, you definitely have killing intent towards Uchiha Ikeizumi.”
“Because he tortured your subordinate into this state. If that’s the case, then we have a common enemy. As for the matter concerning the Uchiha Clan, it was just a test to gauge your thoughts.”
“Heh… heh heh heh heh!” Obito let out a laugh unique to the Uchiha Clan.
“Interesting, youngster.”
He suppressed his smile, and his laughter stopped, “Then what happens after you’ve done all this? Colluding with others, killing fellow villagers, the entire Konoha, and even the entire Land of Fire, won’t tolerate you!”
Uchiha Itachi said, “That’s why I appeared before you.”
“You’re with the Akatsuki, aren’t you? Konoha won’t tolerate me, so I suspect only you can accommodate me.”
Obito’s lips curled up, “It seems that the Uchiha youngsters are not without capacity. Youngster, wait for my contact.”
Hearing these words from the man before him, who claimed to be an “Uchiha ancestor,” Uchiha Itachi felt a slight sense of relief.
‘I’m sorry, Father. More and more people in Konoha are beginning to admire Uchiha Ikeizumi. Sooner or later, his power will completely overshadow the Hokage’s power.’
‘This is something I cannot see, and it’s certainly something the Hokage wouldn’t want to see. Although the Hokage hasn’t said it aloud, his worries cannot be hidden.’
‘Moreover, within the Uchiha Clan, whether it’s Uchiha Setsuna’s radical faction or your moderate faction, Father, most of them have some unusual thoughts about Uchiha Ikeizumi.’
‘The power of Absolute Justice is gradually undermining the entire Uchiha Clan, and it will spill out to undermine all of Konoha. They are even more dangerous than the radical faction led by Uchiha Setsuna.’
After watching the man who called himself the “Uchiha ancestor” and that strange whirlpool-faced creature leave one after another.
Thoughts flashed through Uchiha Itachi’s mind.
He could already smell that the “conflicts” within the village had reached a peak.
At this peak, either one side would choose to back down, or the conflict would escalate into a full-blown confrontation. He believed that the side that backed down absolutely could not be the Hokage. Otherwise, would Konoha still be the Hokage’s Konoha?
At that point, Konoha would likely become Uchiha Ikeizumi’s Konoha!
“Since you have made the wrong choice.”
“Then you will pay the price for your choice.”
Faces of clan members flashed through Uchiha Itachi’s mind.
Some were familiar, others strangers; some had good relationships with him, others were intensely hostile; some were elite ninjas of Konoha, others ordinary civilians; some were children no older than twelve, others were elderly, with one foot in the grave.
He opened his eyes, which had been slightly closed.
He resolutely turned around, preparing to return to Konoha.
…
In Konoha, Hiruzen Sarutobi didn’t expect that as soon as he left the Hokage’s Office Building, a child from the Hyuga Clan would rush over and report something to him.
A green-skinned, purple-haired toad was perched on this child’s shoulder.
Hiruzen Sarutobi recognized the toad; it was a toad sage from Mount Myōboku, and also one of Jiraiya’s “teachers.”
“Hokage-sama…”
Neji Hyuga told Hiruzen Sarutobi everything he had seen and heard, which made Hiruzen Sarutobi frown.
“Wooden Golem?”
Hiruzen Sarutobi suddenly thought of something.
“Most likely Wood Style,” Sage Shima said, “My child’s father and Jiraiya have also rushed over. Who the opponent is, will probably be known soon enough.”
Hearing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi instinctively glanced at an Anbu guard by his side.
This…
Was the child with the Wood Style Bloodline Limit that he had forcibly taken from Danzo, the successful test subject from that year.
In Hiruzen Sarutobi’s understanding, at present, probably only “Yamato” in the entire Ninja World possessed the Wood Style Bloodline Limit.
But now it seemed…
Another Wood Style user had appeared, and they were fighting not far outside Konoha.
So, was he a Konoha ninja?
Or a ninja from another village?
“I understand,” Hiruzen Sarutobi commanded in a deep voice, “Anbu, deploy immediately! Tenzo, you will lead the team! Take two Anbu squads and go to support Jiraiya!”
“Yes, Hokage-sama!”
Yamato, codenamed “Tenzo” among the Anbu, immediately nodded.
Soon.
Anbu ninjas, one after another, rushed out of Konoha Village.
“Sigh… just as one wave subsides, another rises.” Hiruzen Sarutobi rubbed his temples with a headache, watching the retreating figures of the Anbu ninjas and murmured, “They’re not giving me any breathing room at all.”
This period was the most exhausting time for him as Hokage of Konoha. Even during the Third Shinobi World War, he hadn’t felt as weary as he did now.
Then Hiruzen Sarutobi looked down at Neji Hyuga.
He recognized Neji; after all, he was the current top genius of the Ninja Academy, and he naturally paid close attention to him.
Hiruzen Sarutobi gave a kind smile, “Young Neji, although you’ve informed me of important information, why did you leave the village at night?”
Neji lowered his head and said, “Because I heard that Uchiha Ikeizumi had left the village, and I wanted to follow him to see. As a result, I was intercepted by one of the Sannin, Lord Jiraiya, on the way.”
Hiruzen Sarutobi was taken aback, “Ikeizumi?”
“Because I don’t think the Will of Fire can bring justice to my father,” Neji said proactively before Hiruzen Sarutobi could ask, “Only his Absolute Justice can bring justice to my father and judge those in the Main Family.”
Hiruzen Sarutobi: “…”
That incident with Hizashi… this child still hasn’t let it go.
Hiruzen Sarutobi fell silent. Ultimately, this was also inextricably linked to him, the Third Hokage. If Konoha had been a bit more assertive at the time, if he, as Hokage, had directly refuted the Hidden Cloud Village when they made that unreasonable demand, then Hyuga Hizashi wouldn’t have become a scapegoat.
However, at that time, he believed that Konoha was not in a suitable state to engage in another war with the Hidden Cloud Village. The conflict between the two sides would only attract vultures, and would allow other ninja villages to profit.
Thus.
He had hinted to the Hyuga Clan that they should pay a certain price to appease the Hidden Cloud Village’s anger.
This led to a series of tragedies.
And it led to this child harboring such hatred.
Thinking that this black pot really had to be placed on his own shoulders.
The words of admonishment that were about to come out of Hiruzen Sarutobi’s throat couldn’t be spoken.
There was still a trace of guilt in his heart.
‘I’m sorry, Young Neji. I was doing it for Konoha at the time. I could only be forced to sacrifice the interests of the Hyuga Clan.’
Hiruzen Sarutobi sighed inwardly.
…
A moment later, Neji returned to the Hyuga Clan Compound alone.
Sage Shima jumped down from his shoulder.
It did not follow him inside.
“It seems this child is not the Savior that Little Jiraiya is looking for,” the small Sage Shima squatted in front of the Hyuga Clan Compound and muttered to itself.
“His heart is filled with ferocity and hatred. A child like this is probably similar to ‘Nagato’ whom Little Jiraiya initially found.”
“If Little Jiraiya were to take him as a disciple, he might only raise another Nagato, rather than a Savior who could bring positive change to the Ninja World.”
“The true Child of Prophecy would at least possess a sunny and warm potential, like Namikaze Minato.”
Sage Shima shook its head.
“Moreover… this child is preparing to believe in Absolute Justice. Such justice is too extreme and will only lead him from one extreme to another.”
However, since the possibility of him being the Child of Prophecy was not high.
Sage Shima did not remind Neji Hyuga of anything.
This was not its obligation.
It only cared about the Child of Prophecy.
…
Meanwhile, outside the village.
Jiraiya had already learned the specific identity of the “enemy” from Uchiha Ikeizumi.
“Uchiha Obito…”
“The Akatsuki…”
He finally understood why Uchiha Ikeizumi had said that the opponent was his grand-disciple.
Because Uchiha Obito’s guiding Jonin was Namikaze Minato, and Namikaze Minato was Jiraiya’s disciple.
On his shoulder.
Sage Fukasaku had been keeping its gaze fixed on Uchiha Ikeizumi without looking away. It could vaguely sense that within Uchiha Ikeizumi before it, there seemed to be an immense amount of chakra, far beyond what a normal human could possess.
This amount of chakra might even rival some Tailed Beasts.
And its attention was more focused on Uchiha Ikeizumi’s pair of Mangekyo Sharingan.
Seeing that Uchiha Ikeizumi was about to leave.
Sage Fukasaku suddenly coughed.
“Cough!”
It stood on Jiraiya’s shoulder and said to Uchiha Ikeizumi, “Uchiha Ikeizumi. The Great Elder… that is, the Great Toad Sage of our Mount Myōboku, once said that you have a pair of special eyes that can predict future events. In fact, the future you predict is even more accurate than the future predicted in the Great Elder’s dreams.”
Sage Fukasaku’s tone was laced with a hint of suspicion. Honestly, Sage Fukasaku didn’t quite believe that Uchiha Ikeizumi’s precognitive abilities were superior to the Great Toad Sage’s.
It hesitated and asked, “Do you truly know the true identity of the Child of Prophecy that the Great Elder spoke of?”
“I do.”
Uchiha Ikeizumi replied indifferently.
Before Sage Fukasaku could speak further, Uchiha Ikeizumi said, “But there’s no need to tell you. If the toads of Mount Myōboku could honestly stay in Mount Myōboku and remain leisurely toad sages, not interfering with worldly affairs. Then perhaps I would tell you who the Child of Prophecy is.”
“But the moment you harbored thoughts of manipulating the future course of the Ninja World, it meant we were not on the same path. Especially since the philosophy that the Great Toad has upheld for millennia has a fundamental conflict with the philosophy of Absolute Justice.”
He slowly turned sideways, his gaze falling upon Sage Fukasaku.
For some reason, Sage Fukasaku felt a chill run down its spine when stared at by those crimson Sharingan.
It shifted its gaze uncomfortably.
Avoiding direct eye contact with Uchiha Ikeizumi.
Uchiha Ikeizumi continued, “I have a piece of advice for your Mount Myōboku: do not stand in the way of Absolute Justice. Because those who obstruct Absolute Justice, even if they have done no evil deeds, are still enemies of Absolute Justice. Wicked villains who have committed countless sins are detestable, but irredeemable fools are also hateful.”
Having said that, Uchiha Ikeizumi didn’t even give Sage Fukasaku a chance to speak before leaving.
Sage Fukasaku was dumbfounded.
It considered itself to have lived for over eight hundred years, and to have achieved a state of tranquility. Yet Uchiha Ikeizumi’s words stirred a sense of inexplicable indignation within it.
“Rude little brat!”
Sage Fukasaku snorted, “Isn’t he openly and directly calling the Great Elder an irredeemable fool?”
Jiraiya was sweating profusely.
“Ikeizumi always says what he thinks. Perhaps his wording is a bit problematic. Haha, Sage Fukasaku, there’s no need to take offense at a young man who’s only eighteen, is there? Just pretend he said nothing. After all, young people sometimes speak without thinking!”
“And he’s probably not familiar with Mount Myōboku, perhaps he heard some bad rumors about Mount Myōboku from somewhere else. And then he developed some misunderstandings about Mount Myōboku and the Great Toad Sage.”
“Ignorance is no offense!”
Ultimately, Uchiha Ikeizumi was also a Konoha ninja.
Even if Jiraiya didn’t agree with Absolute Justice, he couldn’t help but favor Ikeizumi due to his identity.
“I’m not *that* petty!” Sage Fukasaku huffed.
—You’re almost so angry your beard is standing on end.
This thought flashed through Jiraiya’s mind.
“Haa!”
Sage Fukasaku suppressed its indignation and gazed at Uchiha Ikeizumi’s retreating back, saying, “Little Jiraiya, this Uchiha Clan ninja from your Konoha Village might indeed possess more precise precognitive abilities than the Great Elder. His confidence is something that cannot be hidden. Or rather… he has no intention of hiding it.”
Jiraiya: “!!!”
Sage Fukasaku continued, “It’s just that since he has seen future events, he hasn’t followed the course of the future. Instead, he wants to use his Ninja Way to alter a destiny that has already been set. This will bring unforeseeable consequences to the future of the Ninja World.”
“His way of thinking…”
“Is dangerous.”
“It is extreme.”
Jiraiya fell silent for half a second and asked, “Is his Absolute Justice a good thing or a bad thing for Konoha?”
Sage Fukasaku pondered, “Absolute Justice is too black and white, it will inevitably cause more disputes. It does not align with peace.”
“If Konoha does not advocate for peace, then it is very suitable for Konoha. If Konoha advocates for peace, then it is not suitable for Konoha.”
“Little Jiraiya, this requires your own judgment.”
…
At the same time.
“What kind of bizarre Dojutsu is this?” Obito, inside Kamui Space, looked at the incessantly screaming Black Zetsu, his eyes filled with deep apprehension. “Although it can’t take a life, this kind of mental and spiritual pain… is unbearable for a human.”
Obito felt that most people, enduring such pain, would probably be driven to commit suicide!
At the same time, he felt a sense of lingering fear. Because the target who was almost ensnared was himself, Uchiha Obito!
“So scary, Obito.”
The vortex-faced White Zetsu was also in Kamui Space. It crossed its arms, feigning a trembling, comical posture, “With such a Sharingan Dōjutsu, he’s not easy to deal with!”
“Is it really possible to take down Uchiha Ikeizumi by cooperating with that still immature Uchiha youngster?”
Obito was uncharacteristically silent.
Because he couldn’t provide an answer.
“There’s one more very important thing, Obito.” The vortex-faced White Zetsu raised a finger and added, “We couldn’t kill Juzo Biwa. There’s a certain possibility that he will pass the information he obtained to Konan and Nagato. Especially now that the relationship has soured tonight, I feel he has no other choice but to use the information against you.”
After these words, Obito’s expression became even more grim.
If Uchiha Ikeizumi hadn’t intervened, I would have definitely killed Juzo Biwa.
After all, he’s just one of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist. The Mizukage of the Hidden Mist Village is under my control, so how could a mere Juzo Biwa possibly be my opponent?
“Hoo—”
Obito instinctively looked at Black Zetsu, because at times like this, Black Zetsu would always offer constructive suggestions. Although he didn’t always listen to it, like this time he didn’t… and ended up suffering a great loss tonight.
However, Black Zetsu was in such a state that even speaking was difficult, let alone offering any advice to him, Uchiha Ikeizumi.
The Vortex-faced White Zetsu scratched his head and asked again, “Also… are we still going to execute the first plan we made?”
“The first plan…”
Obito recalled something: “Uchiha Izumi?”
He narrowed his eyes and said, “You, go catch up to Uchiha Itachi. Tell him that if he can take down Uchiha Izumi first and show me his caliber, then whether it’s dealing with Uchiha Ikeizumi, or dealing with the Uchiha Clan…”
“I can lend him a hand. And I will also introduce him to the Akatsuki, and make him a member of the Akatsuki. If anyone from Konoha hunts him down, the Akatsuki will protect him.”
“This…”
“It’s the token of allegiance he needs to give.”
…
“Token of allegiance?!” Before Uchiha Itachi could return to Konoha, the Vortex-faced White Zetsu caught up to him and relayed part of what Obito had said to Uchiha Itachi.
Uchiha Itachi furrowed his brow and questioned, “I saved that strange creature, doesn’t that count as a token of allegiance?”
The Vortex-faced White Zetsu chuckled, spread his hands at him, and said, “That can only be considered that you have initially earned Madara’s trust. Anyway, you have to deal with the entire Uchiha Clan. Taking action against a single Uchiha Izumi now shouldn’t be a problem, right?”
“Or is it that you are too familiar with her to go through with it? If so, your caliber is not worthy of Madara’s investment! You have to show us your true sincerity!”
Uchiha Itachi suddenly asked, “What if you go back on your word after I do it?”
The Vortex-faced White Zetsu said, “Then you can choose not to do business with us. You can choose to cooperate with others to deal with Uchiha Ikeizumi, and deal with the vast Uchiha Clan.”
“Or you can go alone. Madara will not mind seeing a pathetic loser. You, surely you don’t want your actions to face failure, right?”
The moment the Vortex-faced White Zetsu finished speaking, its vision suddenly blurred.
The next second, a ninja sword was abruptly held to its neck.
The blade had already cut 1 millimeter into the “flesh” of its neck.
“Are you threatening me?” Uchiha Itachi’s eyes narrowed.
The Vortex-faced White Zetsu quickly raised its hands, indicating it had no ill intentions.
“Hmph!”
Uchiha Itachi let out a cold snort, sheathed his sword, and as he turned around, he said coldly, “He wants to see my caliber, does he? I will let that guy see it very soon.”
“Remember, the next time we meet… do not speak to me in that tone. Otherwise, I will kill you, and I will kill him.”
…
On the other side, while Hiruzen Sarutobi was waiting for the Anbu Ninjas to return, he didn’t expect Jiraiya to be the first to come back.
Jiraiya went directly to Hiruzen Sarutobi and gravely recounted everything that had happened tonight, word for word.
Hearing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi couldn’t help but be stunned.
“Uchiha Obito, one of Minato’s disciples, impersonating Uchiha Madara? Ikeizumi possesses the Wood Style Bloodline Limit? And the two Akatsuki members with Uchiha Obito also have the Wood Style Bloodline Limit?”
Hiruzen Sarutobi was completely dumbfounded. The amount of information in the intel Jiraiya brought back was difficult for him to digest.
This means that Minato’s disciple did not die, he is still alive, and is still active in the Ninja World.
Even…
He joined an organization like the Akatsuki, which stirs up conflict everywhere.
However, why was he outside of Konoha? Could it be that there was some conspiracy targeting Konoha? And the reason Ikeizumi clashed with him was because he foresaw a conspiracy about to unfold and went out of the village at night to stop the opponent?!
And also!
Why do so many people possess the Wood Style Bloodline Limit, especially how did Ikeizumi get Wood Style?
He is from the Uchiha Clan, he doesn’t have a single drop of Senju blood in him!
His deceased father and mother were both pure-blooded Uchiha clan members!
“Old man, I suspect Orochimaru spread the First Hokage’s Wood Style Cells outside the village. He conducted research on Wood Style, and he definitely still has cell samples.”
Jiraiya’s solemn tone interrupted Hiruzen Sarutobi’s thoughts, and he placed a large burden on Orochimaru.
Hiruzen Sarutobi’s brow furrowed, “What is Orochimaru’s motive for doing this?”
Jiraiya shook his head, “I don’t know. Perhaps it was an exchange for Wood Style Cells to join the Akatsuki.”
Hiruzen Sarutobi’s expression turned grim.
“Orochi! Maru!” Desecrating an ancestor’s body and leaking Wood Style Cells, this had already touched Hiruzen Sarutobi’s bottom line.
“Jiraiya.” Hiruzen Sarutobi’s tone turned icy, “I know you really want to bring Orochimaru back to the village. But sometimes, what you bring back… doesn’t have to be alive.”
Jiraiya’s heart sank.
The old man…
He’s really angry this time!
…
“Finally got those two brats sent back.” Mitarai Anko slung her arm around Izumi’s slender neck, her forearm resting on Izumi’s other shoulder. She laughed, “I’m exhausted today, I’ll treat you to a big barbecue at the Akimichi Clan’s barbecue restaurant!”
“It’s also to celebrate that Konoha had a peaceful night tonight. After all, we patrolled the whole area and didn’t find any extreme villains, at most just some petty thieves. For justice, this is definitely something worth celebrating!”
Izumi thought for a moment and nodded, “But I need to send a ninja cat back to tell Mother that she doesn’t need to prepare my meal tonight.”
Just as she summoned a ninja cat, she suddenly felt the atmosphere become extremely wrong.
Anko, who was arm-in-arm with her, showed no unusual expression on her face.
But her body movements were clearly slightly obstructed. This feeling of obstruction would be hard to notice if one wasn’t paying close attention. If Senior Ikeizumi hadn’t trained her observation skills recently, she probably wouldn’t have been able to notice such a detail.
Something’s wrong!
Just as Izumi’s heart tightened, she suddenly saw Anko’s eyes change.
She read shock, anger, and hatred in Anko’s eyes.
“Orochimaru!!!”
When this name was uttered through Anko’s gritted teeth, Izumi realized that the other party had fallen under an illusion.
Before Izumi could make any further moves, Anko directly threw her to the ground. The moment Izumi immediately flipped over, Anko had already pulled out a kunai and fiercely thrust it down.
*Clang—*
A clear metallic collision sound rang out. Izumi drew her ninja sword at the critical moment, blocking Anko’s kunai.
“Anko! Don’t be fooled by the illusion!”
Izumi forcefully activated her Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
Although she wasn’t skilled in Sharingan Illusion Techniques, she still possessed Three-Tomoe Sharingan. When she glared at the enraged and hateful Anko, Anko’s movements suddenly stopped.
Two different illusions clashed within Anko’s body. Although Izumi’s illusion was at a disadvantage, it successfully canceled out the other illusion, causing Anko to pause for a moment.
Izumi immediately struck Anko’s neck heavily with the back of her blade.
Anko grunted.
She directly fainted.
Izumi didn’t feel relieved by this, because she knew Anko had fallen victim to a Sharingan Illusion! Her gaze rapidly scanned in all directions for any sign of the enemy’s presence, until her gaze fell on a utility pole not far away, and Izumi froze.
She saw a figure wearing an Anbu mask squatting on the utility pole, perfectly overlapping with the full moon behind them. Those scarlet Sharingan eyes were exceptionally striking.
Even though this angle made it difficult to see the other person clearly, Izumi’s face tensed as she uttered a name.
“Uchiha Itachi!!!”
And at this very moment when she was concentrating, she clearly saw several extremely conspicuous lines of text appear among the white text floating above Uchiha Itachi’s head.
【 Cooperated with Uchiha Obito, Black Zetsu, and Tobi, intending to assassinate Uchiha Ikeizumi within a month. Cooperated with Uchiha Obito, intending to annihilate the Uchiha Clan within two months. 】
Izumi: “!!!”
Izumi’s heart immediately tightened, and the grip on her ninja sword intensified, “This is… Uchiha Itachi’s Future Evil! And, within just two months! He has truly made such a choice, he has truly embarked on this path of no return!”
A slight cold sweat beaded on her palms, but her fair face suddenly firmed up.
She glanced at the fainted Anko on the ground, stepped forward to stand in front of Anko, separating Anko from Uchiha Itachi, and assumed a posture of readiness.
“Izumi, your sacrifice will be worth it.” Uchiha Itachi’s slightly ethereal voice reached her ears.
“Konoha’s future peace will be built upon the gravestones of the absolute justice that you and Uchiha Ikeizumi believe in. By then, Sasuke will also realize that absolute justice cannot help him become stronger, it will only push him into the abyss of death.”
As the words fell.
Uchiha Itachi’s scarlet Sharingan erupted with a terrifying killing intent.
His former dear friend was now like a lamb to the slaughter in his eyes.
He had completely abandoned the last vestiges of friendship and reluctance in his heart.
In an instant.
Uchiha Itachi’s body disintegrated and transformed into a swarm of crows.
In Izumi’s sight, a large number of crows lunged at her. She could clearly recognize that this was an illusion, and among the dozens of crows, only one was Uchiha Itachi’s true body.
But her eyes could see the Future Evil above his head!
Izumi gritted her teeth and quickly raised her sword to block.
*Clang—*
She retreated half a step, her forearm tense, and met Uchiha Itachi’s somewhat astonished eyes.
“Izumi, you’ve improved again.”
—This isn’t my credit, this is the Mangekyo Dojutsu that Senior Ikeizumi implanted in me.
Izumi muttered inwardly, her movements did not stop. Her pretty face, once solemn, quickly engaged in an intense ninja sword clash with Uchiha Itachi. In just a few seconds, they had exchanged over a dozen blows, and sparks flew with each collision of their ninja swords.
“It’s useless, you’re no match for me.” Uchiha Itachi parried her ninja sword, then sharply kicked towards Izumi’s chin.
His movements were so fast that even though Izumi’s Three-Tomoe Sharingan saw the trajectory of his movement, her body couldn’t dodge.
This is bad!
If I get kicked in the chin with this kick…
I’ll definitely be knocked unconscious!
*Whoosh—*
Suddenly!
A plain black kunai flew through the air from the other side. Uchiha Itachi’s peripheral vision, amplified by his Three-Tomoe eyes, quickly caught it. His action of kicking towards Izumi faltered, and he rapidly turned his body, retracting the kick.
*Thwack!*
The kunai grazed Itachi’s calf, tearing a notch in his pants, and deeply embedded itself in a nearby tree.
“Uchiha Itachi.”
In the dim moonlight, an incredibly cold voice, accompanied by a faint smell of sulfur, drifted on the wind, making Uchiha Itachi’s heart skip a beat. It also caused him to immediately shift his gaze in the direction of the voice.
“You have already crossed the bottom line of absolute justice.”
“Tonight, absolute justice will conduct its final judgment on your actions.”
“The verdict is…”
“Kill on sight!”
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PS: Stop scolding, stop scolding, I had the outline for each chapter planned and arranged long ago, I’m just writing according to the outline to try and maintain the rhythm of the new book period.
Don’t think I won’t kill him just because of the foreshadowing before the plot, and please don’t call me an Itachi fan, woohoo, that’s definitely personal attack （ I’m sure ）!
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