A power like that—
Something so monstrous—
How could it possibly exist within a human body?
There was only one explanation.
Ryujin…
Was no longer human.
How could any ordinary person—
Awaken the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan?
At that moment—
Something inside Danzo finally snapped.
All the fear.
All the dread.
All the pressure crushing his mind—
Collapsed completely.
And what replaced it—
Was madness.
"I see it now… I finally understand!"
He burst into laughter.
Wild.
Broken.
Unstable.
"Ryujin… you're not human!"
"You're a MONSTER!!"
Everyone stared at him in shock as Danzo spiraled into hysteria.
Fear quietly spread across the battlefield.
But alongside that fear—
Another thought surfaced in everyone's mind.
What exactly…
Was Ryujin's Mangekyō ability?
"I told you already, Danzo."
Ryujin's voice was calm.
Cold.
Absolute.
"Today…"
"You die."
"And I will personally kill you."
Those words fell like a final judgment.
Danzo's entire body trembled uncontrollably.
Then—
Ryujin slowly raised his hand.
Another kunai appeared between his fingers.
"UCHIHA RYUJIN—STOP!!!"
Hiruzen's furious roar exploded across the battlefield.
But someone moved even faster.
Sakumo Hatake.
The instant Ryujin lifted his hand—
Sakumo's instincts screamed danger.
He still didn't understand Ryujin's ability—
But one thing was certain.
If that kunai left his hand—
Danzo would die.
Even if the blade never touched him.
Just like the Baku.
Drained.
Destroyed.
Reduced to a lifeless husk.
Without hesitation—
Sakumo moved.
But—
"Forgive me, White Fang."
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!"
BOOM!!
A massive sphere of flames roared toward him.
Sakumo's pupils contracted sharply.
He twisted midair and barely avoided the attack.
And when he looked forward again—
Someone was already standing in his path.
Crimson eyes.
Three tomoe spinning slowly within them.
Uchiha Moku.
The Great Elder himself.
He had personally stepped forward—
To stop Sakumo.
Sakumo's expression immediately darkened.
He understood at once—
This would not be an easy fight.
Uchiha Moku was no ordinary shinobi.
He stood at the absolute peak beneath Kage level.
And with the Sharingan amplifying his combat ability—
He was terrifying.
The moment their gazes collided—
The atmosphere of the battlefield changed completely.
At that instant—
Everyone finally realized the truth.
This was no longer a wedding ceremony.
This—
Was war.
A true internal conflict within Konoha.
And now—
Every clan had to make a choice.
Stand beside the Uchiha—
And join the rebellion?
Or stand with the Hokage—
And suppress them?
For a brief moment, hesitation filled the battlefield.
But for the clan leaders—
The answer came quickly.
No one wished to live beneath Uchiha rule.
Not now.
Not ever.
"Third Hokage-sama! We'll support you!"
"Leave this battlefield to us!"
"We stand with the Hokage!"
Three clan leaders stepped forward at once—
Charging directly toward Ryujin.
But before they could even approach—
Three figures intercepted them.
"Nara clan head… it's been a long time."
"Akimichi… don't underestimate this old man."
"For the future of our clans…"
"Yamanaka… you should not interfere with our lord's plan."
The remaining Uchiha elders had entered the battlefield.
And the moment they appeared—
The pressure shifted instantly.
BOOM!!
The battlefield erupted.
Every collision shook the ground.
The three clan leaders were completely stopped in their tracks.
Because every single Uchiha elder present—
Was quasi-Kage level.
Not weak pseudo-elites.
But true battlefield veterans.
Shinobi forged through countless wars.
In only a few exchanges—
The Ino–Shika–Cho alliance was already being suppressed.
Then—
Everything descended into chaos.
Like the sound of a war drum echoing across the village—
The battlefield exploded completely.
Uchiha.
Senju.
Konoha shinobi.
Everyone moved at once.
Hand seals flashed everywhere.
Weapons collided violently.
Ninjutsu illuminated the night sky.
The Uchiha compound—
Had become a true battlefield.
Hiruzen watched everything unfold before him.
His face grew heavier with every second.
Regret filled his eyes.
He had never imagined—
That during his reign—
Konoha would descend into civil war.
But now—
There was no turning back.
The arrow had already left the bow.
Meanwhile—
Ryujin never moved.
His gaze remained fixed solely on Danzo.
Cold.
Unshaken.
Merciless.
"It's over."
And then—
He threw the kunai.
Lightly.
Effortlessly.
SHING—
The sound tore through the battlefield.
Danzo's eyes widened violently.
His pupils shrank to pinpoints.
"…Impossible…"
"How… HOW is this possible?!"
His voice trembled in disbelief.
"That was Baku!"
"A summoning beast!"
"How could it die instantly?!"
His scream snapped everyone back to reality.
This wasn't an illusion.
Nor was it some elaborate trick.
The Baku—
Was truly dead.
Its body had already dried into a shriveled corpse lying on the ground.
And the most terrifying part—
No one understood how it happened.
The kunai never touched it.
Ryujin never approached it.
And yet—
It still died.
"Uchiha… Ryujin…"
Danzo stared at him with trembling eyes.
Fear completely consumed his face.
But even now—
He desperately wanted an answer.
"…Your Sharingan…"
"…what exactly is its ability?"
Ryujin looked down at him silently.
Then—
He spoke calmly.
"It's simple."
"It's the power…"
"To send you to your death."
Another kunai slowly appeared in his hand.
Slow.
Casual.
Unhurried.
But the moment Danzo saw it—
He completely broke.
His breathing became chaotic.
His pupils trembled violently.
Fear.
True fear.
"What… what are you…?!"
His voice cracked apart.
That ordinary kunai—
That simple weapon—
Had already become—
The symbol of death itself.
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