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"The Kusanagi Sword."
Shisui let out a bitter smile.
To think Orochimaru would bring out a legendary sword against someone his age.
From that alone, he understood one thing clearly. This man was fully prepared to either capture him or kill him.
Complaining was meaningless. The only option left was to fight for the smallest chance of survival.
"Hrk."
Orochimaru opened his mouth wide. His long tongue slid forward as a blade over a meter long emerged directly from his stomach.
The Kusanagi Sword.
A legendary weapon forged from the hardest material in the world. When infused with chakra, it could freely extend or retract at will.
"Shadow Snake Hands."
Orochimaru gripped the sword in his right hand. From the sleeve of his left arm, countless snakes burst forth, their bodies extending outward like a spreading web as they surged toward Shisui.
"Damn it."
The boy cursed under his breath, wishing he had grown a few extra legs just to run faster.
"You are running."
"I thought you might at least try to kill me."
"Pathetic."
Orochimaru shook his head in disappointment.
Shisui's mouth twitched as he pushed his speed even further.
Kill you.
In all of Konoha, aside from the Third Hokage, who would dare claim they could kill Orochimaru?
You are like an unkillable cockroach.
Snap.
Orochimaru snapped his fingers.
He followed at an unhurried pace, in no rush to stop Shisui, because everything had already been sealed off.
When Shisui noticed the stench earlier, he had already stepped into the center of the trap.
"So many giant snakes."
"When did Sensei summon all of these?"
Anko stared in shock at the scene ahead.
More than a hundred massive serpents blocked every possible path forward. Each one stretched nearly twenty meters in length.
Behind Shisui stood Orochimaru.
Above and below, there was no escape.
Shisui might have been able to kill these ordinary snakes, but before he finished, Orochimaru could kill him hundreds of times over.
…
"The honor of the Uchiha clan will never end with me."
Shisui suddenly smiled, his expression calm and resolved.
A wave of unease surged through Orochimaru's chest.
"Stop."
Orochimaru accelerated with all his strength. His right arm transformed into a white-scaled serpent, striking toward Shisui like lightning.
He did not need to think.
He knew exactly what that smile meant.
Any clan that possessed a bloodline limit followed an unspoken rule.
If death were inevitable, destroy yourself first. Erase the body completely.
Because if an outsider obtained it and learned something forbidden, it would spell disaster for the entire clan.
Shisui intended to destroy the Sharingan.
And then die.
Clang.
Two kunai stabbed into his eye sockets at the same time. A faint bursting sound followed.
Blood streamed down his face as his hands trembled violently.
Crash.
Orochimaru's serpent arm finally arrived, smashing both of Shisui's arms in an instant, eliminating any chance of using ninjutsu to finish himself.
"Damn fucker."
Orochimaru was genuinely furious.
Since arriving in this world, this was the first time he had felt such raw anger.
Kotoamatsukami.
The eyes meant to one day house the strongest genjutsu of all.
Before they could even evolve into the Mangekyo Sharingan, they had been destroyed by their own owner.
"Do you have any idea what you just destroyed?"
Orochimaru nearly roared.
Shisui, his arms shattered, only let out a muffled, broken laugh, showing no intention of responding at all.
Suddenly, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Along with it came half of a severed tongue, bitten clean through, slapping onto the ground with a dull sound.
"Bit your tongue to kill yourself."
"You really are naive."
Orochimaru said.
At a moment like this, Shisui still tried to end his own life.
People who bite their tongues do not die from the injury itself. They bleed heavily, inhale the blood into their airway, and suffocate.
Most people did not know that. Orochimaru did.
He had been a doctor in his previous life, and in this one, a madman obsessed with human experimentation. He knew every structure of the human body. Every bone. Every muscle.
"A foolish fantasy."
Orochimaru smiled coldly.
He forced Shisui's mouth open with brute strength, then drove a punch straight into the boy's head, knocking him unconscious.
A flicker of chakra gathered in his hand. He injected it into Shisui's mouth, sealing the wound and stopping the bleeding, before tossing the boy aside like discarded trash.
"Damn it. Bad luck."
Orochimaru spat through clenched teeth.
Scheming against a junior and still taking a loss without getting what he wanted.
This cursed Uchiha Shisui. He would remember today.
So he gouged out his own eyes.
He refused to believe there was no way to regenerate an eyeball.
"Brat."
"And I still have to patch you up. Just wait until you wake up."
Orochimaru muttered curses under his breath.
From another storage scroll, he pulled out a large assortment of medicine bottles.
Shisui's eyes had exploded. The internal tissue was already necrotic, and the wound in his mouth also needed treatment.
The boy had to stay alive to be useful as a test subject.
At some point, Anko quietly approached and stood nearby.
A trace of sympathy flickered in her eyes, then vanished just as quickly.
If she chose to follow Lord Orochimaru, she had to be prepared for this.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
One giant snake after another vanished as Orochimaru dispelled the summoning technique.
Only a single snake remained. At his command, it lifted Shisui's unconscious body and placed it atop its head.
Orochimaru and Anko climbed onto the snake as well, heading toward the nearest underground base.
The man's expression was grim.
Anko wisely said nothing.
The sky slowly darkened.
After traveling more than a hundred kilometers, they finally arrived at a concealed underground facility.
"Lord Orochimaru."
Two shinobi wearing Sound Village headbands appeared and bowed respectfully.
"Lock this one in a Level One room. Completely seal his chakra and feed him on schedule. You will take care of him for now."
Orochimaru spoke with visible fatigue.
"Yes, my lord."
The two men quickly took the unconscious Shisui.
They did not dare ask questions. They simply followed orders.
In this place, Orochimaru was the absolute ruler. Anyone who dared resist was already dead, or worse, turned into an experiment.
"Sensei."
"You have already reached the peak of the shinobi world. Why go this far? Why even betray your village for this?"
Anko gently held Orochimaru's hand and asked in a low voice.
"Everything."
"Because I want everything in this world."
"All ninjutsu, bloodlines, and taijutsu. Supreme authority and status. Even a life so long it becomes immortality."
"The lifespan of ordinary flesh is far too short. That is why I must do this."
"What is a Hokage, really?"
"Hashirama, once called the God of Shinobi, is dead, And the Sage of Six Paths. He died over a thousand years ago."
"I will be the final victor."
"I want to become an ultimate being."
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