"Whoosh"
In a flash of golden light, Minato and Menma vanished simultaneously.
The next second, Minato appeared behind Obito, his kunai aimed directly at his neck. In that split second
"Got him!"
A flicker of joy crossed Obito's eyes, and his left hand stealthily reached for Minato's shoulder.
However, Menma's figure suddenly materialized from the "Dry" character seal on his father's kunai, a Rasengan hurtling towards Obito's face.
"What?!"
Obito's pupils contracted sharply. He had no choice but to abandon the capture, once again phasing to avoid the attack. Their attacks once more passed through his intangible body.
After landing, Menma quickly adjusted his stance, his brows furrowed.
He clearly felt how troublesome the opponent's ability was.
"Father, his ability…"
Menma said in a low voice.
"Ah, it seems continuous use puts a strain on his body."
A sharp glint flashed in Minato's azure eyes. "Keep up the pressure."
Obito rematerialized a few meters away, his breathing beneath the mask already slightly ragged.
He stared at the father and son, the Yellow Flash and his son, the three tomoe in his Sharingan spinning wildly. The wound on his right arm throbbed, reminding him of the precarious situation.
He had to break through this predicament quickly… He gritted his teeth, his left hand subtly forming a hidden hand sign.
"Should this move be called 'Super Twin Instantaneous Light Dance Roar' or 'Parent-Child Mirror Image Dance Three Styles'?"
Minato suddenly stopped his offensive, thoughtfully stroking his chin with one hand, his golden hair swaying gently in the heat.
His troubled expression made it seem as if he wasn't in a life-or-death battle, but rather naming a newly developed Ninjutsu.
"Dad! Is this really the time to be thinking about that?!"
Menma almost stumbled, nearly dropping his Rasengan. He rolled his eyes and added, "Besides, both of those names totally suck!"
"Haha…"
Minato scratched the back of his head awkwardly, a childlike grin on his face. "Naming is a very important thing too…"
Amidst this seemingly relaxed conversation, the pupils of both father and son simultaneously constrictedthe masked man's figure flickered, seemingly preparing to retreat.
Minato's figure instantly transformed into a golden flash, a Rasengan aimed directly at the opponent's back.
Menma attacked almost simultaneously. The moment his father phased through the phantom, three Shadow Clones had already completed their hand signs.
"Fire Release: Headhunter Inferno!"
"Wind Release: Pressure Damage!"
"Lightning Release: False Darkness!"
The triple Ninjutsu interwoven into a destructive storm. The scorching fire surged, propelled by the hurricane, engulfing the area where Obito was with violent lightning. The ground melted into molten lava under the high temperature, and a hundred-meter radius instantly became an inferno.
"I'd like to see how long you can stay phased."
Menma coldly watched the figure twisting in the sea of fire, his hands rapidly forming hand signs again. His Chakra seemed endless, the afterimages of his fingers particularly striking in the firelight.
Rat – Ox – Dog – Horse – Monkey – Boar – Tiger
"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation!"
An even more intense sea of fire erupted, and the crumbling ruins of the Root Organization's base completely collapsed in the world-destroying flames. The heat distorted the air, forcing even the distant Uchiha Clan members to retreat.
At the center of the sea of fire, Obito's Mangekyo Sharingan narrowed slightly.
For the first time, cold sweat trickled down his masked face. He could feel the consumption of his ocular power from phasing rapidly increasing.
"This brat… his Chakra reserves are like a Tailed Beast…"
The stinging pain in his right eye reminded him that his limit was approaching.
Under normal circumstances, his phasing could only be maintained for a maximum of five minutes.
"No choice…"
The crimson Sharingan on the left side beneath Obito's mask slowly closed.
"Ah!"
A bloodcurdling scream suddenly came from the masked man in the sea of fire.
Menma's heart jolted, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes: "Did we get him?"
He immediately stopped his Ninjutsu, only to see the figure in the raging flames gradually charring and deforming.
Menma rushed into the sea of fire without hesitation.
He had said he would scatter this bastard's ashes, and he would do it.
Just as his fingers were about to touch the charred mask
"What?!"
The "corpse" before him gradually dispersed like an illusion.
Menma's pupils contracted sharply, his entire sensory perception exploding instantly. At the edge of his vision, the masked man's unharmed figure was slowly merging into a spatial vortex.
"As expected of the descendant of the Yellow Flash and Uzumaki Kushina…"
A hoarse voice came from the void, "I look forward to our next meeting…"
Minato's golden figure appeared at that location almost simultaneously, but he was a half-step too late. His Rasengan only grazed the opponent's robe, tearing off a piece of black fabric.
"He still got away…"
Minato's brows were tightly furrowed, his azure eyes filled with solemnity.
This mysterious masked man was like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows; as long as he wasn't dealt with, there would be no peace.
Menma instantly arrived beside his father, his fists clenched white: "I'm sorry, I was careless…"
"It's not your fault."
Minato shook his head, his warm hand gently ruffling his son's golden hair. "His ability is very troublesome; even I couldn't stop him from leaving."
"Menma, where is that masked man?"
Uchiha Shisui descended from the sky, controlling his emerald green Susanoo, holding the dying Danzo in its skeletal giant hand.
"He escaped…"
Menma sighed unwillingly.
"It was Izanagi."
Uchiha Fugaku walked over, supported by Itachi. Seeing the questioning gazes of the crowd, he explained in a deep voice: "This is a forbidden Jutsu of our Uchiha Clan. It can momentarily turn unfavorable reality into a dream, retaining only the results beneficial to oneself. But the price is… the Sharingan used will be permanently blinded."
"There's actually a Jutsu like that…"
Menma's eyes narrowed slightly. He had long known how powerful the Sharingan was, but he never expected that an ability as miraculous as "rewriting reality" existed.
This gave him a new understanding of the power of the Uchiha Clan.
Although the masked man escaped, Danzo was ultimately trapped.
Menma slowly walked towards Danzo, who was restrained by Susanoo, the azure Rasengan in his palm reflecting the opponent's disheveled face.
"Danzo, your era is over."
The light of the Rasengan reflected complex patterns in Minato's eyes. He watched his son's resolute back, not speaking to stop him.
"Heh… Hahahaha…"
Danzo suddenly let out a maniacal laugh, his withered fingers tearing open his robe. His chest, covered in sealing Jutsu formulas, was exposed under the moonlight, the dark spell wriggling like living things.
"Since it's come to this… then you'll all join this old man in hell!"
"Reverse Four Symbols Sealing!"
The dark curse marks spread like a tide, swallowing even light in their wake. Rocks disintegrated, trees shattered, and the entire world seemed to be erased by an eraser.
"Flying Thunder God Guided Lightning!"
Menma's hands had already completed their hand signs.
A golden Chakra barrier instantly unfolded, enveloping everyone. The next moment, space twisted, and everyone's figures simultaneously appeared on a rock a hundred meters away.
"Boom"
Amidst a deafening roar, a domain of absolute darkness, over fifty meters in diameter, appeared where Danzo had been. When the black hole dissipated, only a perfect spherical crater remained, its edges so smooth they reflected figures.
The night wind ruffled Menma's golden hair. He turned to face the others: "Konoha's cancer has been eliminated."
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