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Chapter 118 - Chapter 120: Ohnoki Cannot Escape the Dust Release

The presence of Uchiha warriors fighting alongside Cloud Shinobi was something Onoki could not ignore.

His expression darkened completely. He couldn't help but suspect that this might be part of a deeper plot—a conspiracy between Konoha and the Uchiha Clan. In his mind, Danzo had been sacrificed, and Uchiha was now being welcomed back into Konoha in secret. If true, that meant Uchiha and Konoha were never truly divided, just playing different roles to mislead the world.

Konoha had already declared that it would not officially take part in the war, and yet Uchiha had shown up on the battlefield. If things went badly, Konoha could simply claim that Uchiha acted on their own, allowing them to avoid consequences.

And with the power Uchiha now possessed, they could threaten even the balance within Konoha itself.

"Sarutobi Hiruzen... you really are a schemer," Onoki growled. "Brilliant—utterly brilliant! I almost admire it!"

He barked out a sarcastic laugh, though his eyes were burning with rage.

To Onoki, it made sense that Konoha would ally with Cloud Shinobi rather than Rock Shinobi. Konoha and Rock had a long, bitter history, while Konoha's tensions with Cloud were mostly minor skirmishes. If he had been in their place, he might have made the same move.

But if Andrew heard Onoki's thoughts, he would have rolled his eyes and told him, "You're overthinking things. We're not playing political games—we just don't care about Konoha anymore."

Suddenly, a panicked Rock Shinobi burst into the room.

"Lord Tsuchikage! The front line is collapsing! Uchiha's people are too powerful! Even elite squads can't last three rounds!"

The room went silent. The words hit the commanders like a punch.

"That can't be... They're just Jōnin!"

An elder spoke, then trailed off. Even he realized how foolish that sounded.

"But they're Uchiha Jōnin," someone muttered.

Yes. That changed everything.

Onoki's face twisted into a snarl, his voice bitter: "Why is it always Uchiha?! Why—!"

Something from his past flickered in his eyes—some painful memory—and his rage deepened.

Still, even in his anger, he did not doubt the report. If any clan could turn a war just by showing up, it would be the Uchiha.

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And then, without warning, a voice came from just outside the command tent.

"Of course it's because you, Lord Tsuchikage, were too slow to give your orders."

Everyone froze.

That voice…

Yellow flashes of chakra flickered. A curtain was lifted, and standing there, calm and relaxed, was Uchiha Andrew, one hand gripping the neck of a Rock Shinobi, who hung unconscious.

The area around the headquarters had already been cleared—without anyone noticing.

"Mangekyō Sharingan… You must be Uchiha Andrew," Onoki said slowly, his face pale.

"An honor to be recognized by such a legendary Kage," Andrew replied casually. "But I'm just doing my job. Uchiha works for hire now."

"Fire Style: Earth-Shaking Blaze!"

Andrew raised his hand and sent waves of fire bursting from underground, like dragons twisting and coiling through the earth. The flames wrapped around the tent like serpents, targeting everyone inside.

"Earth Style: Wall of Earth!"

Onoki's right hand, Lo, clapped his hands together, summoning a sturdy wall to protect the command group. For a moment, it seemed they were safe.

But then the fire phased straight through it, bursting from the other side.

"My flames are blessed with Senjutsu Chakra. Earth walls won't help you," Andrew said calmly. "The power of transformation belongs to us."

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Then, without warning, a blinding white light pierced through the flames.

"Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!"

Onoki unleashed his most powerful technique. The cube-shaped beam vaporized everything it touched, tearing through the air toward Andrew.

"Time to stop."

Andrew's Mangekyō spun—and everything halted.

Even Onoki's Dust Release paused mid-air, dissolving before reaching him.

Andrew stood in the still moment, completely untouched. His Eternal Mangekyō had removed the time limit—he could stop time for brief moments without hurting himself.

He didn't waste that power to finish an opponent directly. That would be inefficient. Instead, he used it to reposition, to control, to win without needing to overextend.

When time resumed, Onoki stumbled.

"W-what just happened?!" the old Tsuchikage muttered, staring at his hands in confusion. His jutsu was gone. Even the rock-weight technique that kept him airborne had failed.

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Andrew spoke, his voice still calm but firm.

"Lord Tsuchikage, Raikage wanted me to kill you. But that wouldn't help Uchiha."

"We don't want Rock Shinobi destroyed. We just want you to surrender and stay out of our way."

He smirked. "If the Raikage wants you dead, he can come kill you himself."

"You arrogant brat—do you think I fear you?"

Onoki raised his hand again, ready to fight back. But as Andrew's chakra surged, the entire battlefield seemed to tremble.

Behind him, a half-formed skeleton appeared, glowing with power. Flesh grew over it, then thick armor. Wings erupted from the back. Lightning danced around the figure.

Nine glowing sashes circled its body.

Andrew had summoned his perfect Susanoo.

Even Onoki—a hardened Kage who had fought Madara—was stunned into silence.

"This... this isn't normal Susanoo," one Rock ninja whispered in awe.

"It's like a god… wrapped in lightning…"

The pressure was overwhelming. Even the strongest ninja could feel their will shattering.

Andrew's version of Susanoo was larger, more terrifying, and more refined than anything they'd seen.

The ground cracked beneath its feet. The air pulsed with chakra.

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Ohnoki froze. His will to fight crumbled. He realized the truth: if he tried to continue, not only would he die, but his entire village might be wiped out.

Uchiha didn't come to destroy—it came to dominate.

Andrew didn't press the attack. He simply stared down at the Tsuchikage, letting the silence speak for itself.

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The message was clear:

Uchiha does not bow anymore.

They were no longer tools of Konoha. They were warriors, mercenaries, kings of war. And now, the entire battlefield belonged to them.

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