farewell , konoha

Chapter 1 Recovery on a moonlit night

Konoha Underground.

There is no light from burning wood leaves here, only darkness and dampness, and deeply rotted roots.

Gululu~

The sound of bubbles was heard, and in the huge dungeon, the liquid in the abandoned container was beginning to boil.

Both the container and the flashing instruments were vibrating crazily.

The man in the container's chest was slowly rising and falling, and his eyelids were trembling. All the movements seemed to be caused by him.

In this broken instrument and the container, there is a label on the base below. With a slight vibration, the writing on it is revealed.

【Experimental clone: ​​Rope tree!】

The sudden sound of the alarm caused a slight vibration in the silent passage outside.

It seemed like there were countless light steps, moving at high speed.

Whoosh!

In just a moment, several root ninjas wearing masks and ANBU costumes arrived one after another.

"Isn't this place abandoned?"

One of them couldn't help but speak, looking at the dungeon that was shaking more and more violently, holding a kunai tightly.

"This place has indeed been abandoned. That's because the experimental subjects inside have been confirmed to have no chance of waking up."

Someone who knows some details is also curious about this. It has been determined to be a failed product early in the morning, but why has it not been disposed of until now.

"Okay, there are some things that you don't need to know. We just need to confirm the situation and report it to Lord Danzo as soon as possible."

The leader looked inside the dungeon. There was the most unstable experimental subject in the container, and it was also the craziest and most special experimental subject.

If you don't deal with it, it's the biggest treatment. In addition, there is no possibility of waking up, so almost everything is stuffed inside. Now that it starts to move, I'm afraid the situation is not good.

Buzz~

The vibration suddenly stopped, and in the dark dungeon, there was only the breathing of the three Root members.

The tense atmosphere spread throughout the dungeon, and there was only a slight grunt in the quiet environment.

Click~

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and intense sweat broke out on the foreheads of the three root members.

They could feel an oppressive feeling coming from the container deep in the dungeon, making it difficult to breathe.

Three pairs of eyes stared through the mask into the depths of the dungeon, trying to see through everything.

The next moment, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared in the field of vision of the three people, with three magatama spinning in the pupils.

The moment they looked at each other, the three people's eyes were dull, their pupils lost focus, and they all let out muffled groans.

A wooden thorn penetrated the chests of the three people, and the bright red blood did not drop, but was absorbed into it without a drop.

A touch of green branches appeared, and pink flowers were slowly blooming, and the colors became more and more bright.

At some point, a layer of liquid spread out on the floor of the dungeon, and a big hole opened in the container.

Dida~

The sound of water dripping sounded, and a red flower spreading from the three people's chests was picked.

"Farewell, cage!"

The bright red flower on the fingertip withered into dust in an instant and slipped from the hand.

As for the three root staff, now only their clothes are left, and everything else has turned into dust.

“Is this what freedom feels like?”

Wisps of strength were absorbed and contained within the body. The body that was originally as thin as a bone is now as full as if it were inflated, showing a strong body covered with strange lines.

The withered white hair fell out, and the strong white hair sprouted thickly and spread behind her until she reached her waist.

Only then was the man's face revealed. He was extremely handsome, and with his eyes, he looked a bit enchanting, but at the same time full of masculinity.

In the scarlet three-magatama Sharingan eyes, there is no trace of madness or unwiseness, only the depth and calmness of the abyss.

"How many years has it been since you came to this world? Five years, ten years, or ten years?"

"That's all, I can't figure it out anymore."

"Konoha, hehe!"

With a mocking smile, he picked up the Anbu clothes on the ground, covered his strong body, stepped through the dust turned into by the three Root members, and walked in the abandoned tunnel.

Walking in the passage, there was only a glimmer of light in the darkness, but he came out with a sense of leisure.

…

On the other side, in a corner of Konoha, the Uchiha clan's territory, a large number of Anbu were squatting here, many of them preparing barriers in their hands.

One of the old men had bandages on his arm and right eye, and his left eye was slightly raised.

Above the sky, the scarlet moon shines below, but it cannot dispel the endless darkness.

The silent Uchiha clan in the distance did not notice any danger at all, it was just an ordinary day.

Such a view, for Danzo, revealed only a touch of indifference in his left eye, and even a flash of memories. From now on, there will no longer be an Uchiha clan in Konoha.

"Notice, let the plan begin!"

"yes!"

The order was passed on, and all the members of the Roots were waiting seriously. The huge barrier directly enveloped the Uchiha clan in the distance, without anyone noticing, and no one would know.

Under the formation of the barrier, Itachi, who had already placed Sasuke outside, took a deep breath.

When the guards of the tribe saw Weasel's return, they smiled.

"Master Weasel, you are back!"

The next moment, Itachi's closed eyes instantly opened, and the scarlet three-magatama Sharingan slowly rotated. In an instant, the two guards' eyes lost focus and fell into an illusion.

The kunai on both sides of Itachi's thighs disappeared with a touch of his palm, and landed on the other's heart the next moment.

Without any pain or screams, the two guards of the Uchiha clan sank to death in a wonderful illusion.

Itachi put away the two kunai, with some blood splashing on his face, and stepped heavily into the Uchiha's interior step by step.

The silent killing, under the suppression of the Sharingan and the illusion, made no sound at all, facing the geniuses of the clan, and even the clan leader's son.

No one in the Uchiha clan would be prepared for this, and as elite personnel, most of them are in the Konoha Guard, which is quite far away from here.

There, another Uchiha man was handling it. Even for Itachi now, it was a bit difficult to deal with the Uchiha elites in the Konoha Guard without injuring him or exposing the Mangekyou Sharingan.

…

Within the Uchiha Guards, the sounds of fighting were extremely chaotic, mixed with sounds of panic.

"Why, why can't you attack the enemy?"

"Why, why do you want to attack us? You are obviously a member of the Uchiha clan?"

Kunai, ninjutsu, and taijutsu, no matter what kind of attack they were, seemed to have no effect on the man in the Uzumaki mask in front of him, and they penetrated directly.

Only the single three-magatama Sharingan exposed by the mask radiated scarlet light.

What answered him was not words, but flying sickle blades. Bloody light shot out, and an Uchiha elite fell in a pool of blood.

And their eyes were captured by the mysterious man wearing a mask.

At this time, Uchiha Izumi, who was planning to return to the Uchiha clan, discovered the corpses of his clan members on the way. He sensed something was wrong and hurriedly came to the security team to prepare a warning.

The pervasive smell of blood and the mysterious man wearing a mask made her stop in her tracks, clenched her kunai, and revealed her three magatama sharingan eyes.

(End of chapter)