The cold moonlight pierced through the gaps in the Uchiha Clan crest, as both slaughter and salvation unfolded in this place.
"Bang!"
Another paper door was violently broken open. Menma's afterimage swept across the courtyard, and Crazy Diamond's punch had already shattered the defensive stances of three Uchiha.
A Stand with A-rank power and speed launching a sneak attack was a dimension-shattering blow in the Ninja World.
Even Uchiha Jonin were like lambs to the slaughter before an invisible fist. A kunai was only drawn half an inch before a sharp pain shot through their necks, and their consciousness instantly plunged into darkness.
Shisui's figure followed closely, stating the allegiance of these clan members, excluding the children.
"Dove."
Menma instantly formed hand seals. As his Shadow Clone dissolved into smoke, Gold Experience's golden punch had already struck. The Chakra construct began to grow wildly—muscle fibers wrapped around the skeleton like vines, capillary networks proliferated under the skin, and even the vitreous humor of the eyeballs began to refract the moonlight.
Perfect biological fakes.
The flash of Flying Thunder God was instantaneous. The real Uchiha Clan members had already been transported to an underground base in the Land of Hot Springs, while the imposters' necks slowly seeped warm "blood."
The eyes required special attention. Menma used a kunai to gouge out the fakes' eyeballs, and Fire Release Chakra incinerated them to charcoal, preventing anyone from discovering that these eyes were merely ordinary eyes, not Sharingan.
Of course, the doves and civilians received rescue, but the hawks and radicals, those blinded by power, received a completely different treatment from Menma.
When Shisui quietly uttered the word "hawk," the kunai in Menma's hand would unhesitatingly slice across the opponent's throat.
Shisui did not intervene, merely turning his face slightly to avoid the unsettling scene.
Afterward, Menma would not forget these precious treasures. He would squat down, use a kunai to gouge out the Sharingan, and then place these valuable spoils of war into pre-prepared nutrient solution jars.
"Take these." Menma handed the jar filled with Sharingan to Shisui. Shisui silently accepted it. For Shisui, who wished to save the Uchiha, he was the least likely person to run off with the Sharingan.
As time passed, the Uchiha Clan Estate gradually became shrouded in the aura of death. The bodies of hawk faction members lay scattered in corridors and rooms, while the "bodies" of the replaced doves and civilians were also distributed throughout, creating the illusion of a clan massacre. Each "body" had a realistic fatal wound on its neck, and blood stained the ground.
Furthermore, the system's "Blue Sky White Clouds" reward began to take effect. The extracted Chakra—a special energy composed of both physical and spiritual energy—conveniently provided the necessary spiritual energy support for the Stand.
It was precisely by relying on this vast Chakra reserve that this highly taxing operation could continue and ultimately be completed.
One hundred people... two hundred people... just under three hundred, this was the approximate population of the Uchiha Clan. After clearing most of the areas, they finally arrived at the last target location—the Uchiha Police Force Headquarters.
Uchiha Izumi, the long-haired Uchiha girl they encountered on the way, was also processed according to the dove and civilian procedures. Now, the police force building was in sight, still lit up.
This was the most difficult place in the entire Uchiha Clan Estate to deal with, as the clan members inside were the most elite ninja of the clan.
"Shisui," Menma whispered, "we must speed up now. To deal with these people, I can only finish quickly. So before I act, you must immediately state the target's allegiance, understand?"
Shisui nodded silently, his left three-tomoe Sharingan slowly rotating. This eye was obtained from a hawk faction Uchiha; he had replaced his own eye with it to improve rescue efficiency.
Although such a scene also appeared in the original work, Menma couldn't help but inwardly complain, how could something like an eye be plug-and-play like a USB drive?
"Then... let's go."
Menma raised his hand and threw a Flying Thunder God kunai at the Uchiha guards at the entrance. The moment the kunai cut through the air, the guards immediately looked up, alerted.
"Who's there?!" The guard quickly drew a kunai from his ninja pouch, preparing to intercept the incoming ninja tool. However, just as he raised his hand, the kunai in front of him suddenly vanished, replaced by an eerie fox mask directly in front of his face.
"Hawk."
Shisui's figure followed immediately, his Body Flicker Technique making him appear like a ghost beside the guard. The moment the guard's Sharingan had just manifested three tomoe, the vanished Flying Thunder God kunai had already deeply pierced his throat.
The two dark figures then rushed into the police force building. As they entered, the lights inside the building extinguished one by one, and blood began to spread across the floors of the corridors and halls, glowing a dark red in the darkness.
— — — — — —
"Itachi... what exactly do you intend to do?"
Uchiha Fugaku's low voice echoed in the dimly lit road. He gazed at the daughter who had once made him immensely proud; he could clearly feel the palpable killing intent emanating from Itachi.
His sense of smell also detected the unnatural scent of blood permeating the air—a smell that could not be caused by the blood of just one or two people.
"This is a necessary process to lead the Uchiha Clan completely towards peace." Itachi's voice was frighteningly calm. "And on this path, Father, you are my greatest obstacle."
"Slaughter? Why must it come to this? I never wanted to go to war with my own child. If we just waited a few more years, until Satsuki grew up, the Uchiha could return to the center of power in Konoha..."
"That idea is too naive, Father." A hint of sadness flashed in Itachi's eyes. "You can indeed temporarily suppress the calls for a coup, but those radicals... can they truly wait?"
Before she finished speaking, Itachi's eyes suddenly underwent a transformation. The three tomoe rapidly spun and twisted, finally coalescing into an unprecedentedly complex pattern—the Mangekyo Sharingan, symbolizing the Uchiha Clan's ultimate power.
Fugaku's pupils dilated. Before he could be shocked by the awakening of this power, the entire world suddenly spun.
Tsukuyomi was activated.
In the blood-red genjutsu space, Fugaku saw Itachi's entire plan—every detail, every consideration, and that cruel decision...