CHAPTER 142
The long-awaited System notification rang out in Guy's mind.
But at this moment, he had no mood to pay attention to it.
Uchiha Feiquan stood amidst the slowly fading crimson motes of the Four Tails' chakra.
His face was expressionless.
Only an overwhelming killing intent radiated from him.
He slowly turned around.
His cold gaze swept across the remaining Iwagakure shinobi, whose faces were frozen in shock, fear, and confusion.
Then, without haste, he raised the bloodstained sword in his hand.
"Members of the Uchiha Clan... hear my command."
His voice was calm.
Not particularly loud.
Yet on the silent battlefield, every Uchiha shinobi heard him clearly.
"Leave..."
Feiquan paused.
The three tomoe within his Sharingan slowly revolved, reflecting an icy crimson light.
"...not a single one alive."
Those final words were filled with absolute resolve.
Roshi had spoken nearly identical words at the beginning of this battle.
But now that Uchiha Feiquan was saying them...
They carried a completely different meaning.
"Kill!!!"
In the very next instant...
More than twenty members of the Uchiha Clan erupted with furious battle cries.
The sound shook the battlefield like a volcanic eruption.
They had been ambushed.
Outnumbered.
Forced onto the defensive.
The frustration, grief, and rage that had accumulated throughout the battle exploded completely.
"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"
"Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Fire Technique!"
"Fire Release: Dragon Fire Technique!"
No one needed to issue further orders.
Years of fighting together had created perfect understanding between them.
One Fire Release technique after another illuminated the battlefield.
Massive fireballs.
Countless Phoenix Flower fire bullets.
Flaming dragons roaring across the night.
The darkness that had returned after the Four Tails' chakra disappeared was once again lit by blazing flames.
Meanwhile...
The morale of the Iwagakure forces had collapsed completely.
Roshi had been the core of their ambush.
Their greatest weapon.
The strongest shield supporting their confidence.
Now...
He had been decapitated before everyone's eyes.
Even the Four Tails' chakra had vanished.
The psychological impact far exceeded any physical wound.
The remaining thirty-nine Iwagakure shinobi wore expressions filled with disbelief...
Fear...
Despair...
And confusion.
The chain of command had collapsed the instant Roshi died.
Their once orderly formation instantly descended into chaos.
Facing the Uchiha Clan's furious counterattack...
They could no longer organize any meaningful resistance.
Some instinctively roared as they raised their weapons.
But their movements were sluggish.
Their eyes had already lost the will to fight.
Uchiha Feiquan charged directly into the battlefield.
His swordsmanship was simple.
Fast.
Precise.
Every slash targeted a vital point.
Wherever he passed...
Enemy shinobi either fell dead...
Or permanently lost the ability to fight.
After remaining silent for several moments...
Uchiha Shisui also joined the battle once more.
Whatever thoughts occupied his heart...
The outcome of this battle had already been decided.
With both father and son entering the battlefield together...
The remaining resistance instantly crumbled.
Any attempt to fight back disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea.
More and more Iwagakure shinobi abandoned all thoughts of resistance.
"Run!"
"Lord Roshi is dead!!"
"Retreat!"
"Retreat immediately!!"
The instinct to survive completely overwhelmed military discipline.
Many abandoned even their own comrades.
Turning around...
They desperately fled toward the forests beyond the outpost.
However...
Turning one's back on an Uchiha whose Sharingan was active...
Was one of the most foolish decisions imaginable.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of shuriken slicing through the air echoed continuously.
With the assistance of the Sharingan's dynamic vision...
Every thrown shuriken and Kunai accurately pursued the fleeing enemies.
Pfft!
An Iwagakure Chunin had just leaped into the air, attempting to clear a burning barricade.
A shuriken pierced straight through his neck from behind.
His body immediately crashed to the ground.
He never moved again.
Another Iwagakure Jonin repeatedly used the Body Flicker Technique, hoping to escape pursuit.
But before he could travel far...
Uchiha Shisui appeared silently beside him.
A flash of cold steel streaked past.
The Jonin instinctively clutched his throat.
Blood sprayed between his fingers.
The final thing reflected within his pupils...
Was Shisui's scarlet Three Tomoe Sharingan.
A handful of Iwagakure shinobi completely lost the courage to resist.
Seeing the Uchiha warriors closing in...
They threw away their weapons.
Fell to their knees.
Raised both hands high.
Tears and mucus streamed uncontrollably down their faces.
"I surrender!"
"I surrender!"
"Please don't kill me!"
But the only response they received...
Was the merciless flash of a blade.
Pfft!
A head flew into the air.
The headless corpse staggered twice before collapsing.
The Uchiha shinobi never even glanced at the pleading enemy.
Their swords simply traced elegant arcs through the air.
Shaking away the blood.
Then locking onto their next target.
Because Uchiha Feiquan had given only one order.
Leave no one alive.
Several members of the Uchiha Clan had fallen during this ambush.
Blood debts...
Could only be repaid with blood.
There were also a few Iwagakure shinobi who erupted with desperate courage.
Knowing escape was impossible...
They gathered into small formations.
Back against back.
Launching Earth Release techniques.
Throwing Kunai.
Igniting explosive tags.
Using every method available...
Determined to drag at least one enemy down with them before dying.
Unfortunately...
Everything they did was futile.
Not far away...
Guy silently watched the battlefield.
Ebisu and Genma crouched beside him.
The three of them had no intention of joining the slaughter.
The enemy's backbone had already collapsed.
Their strongest fighter was dead.
Under the Uchiha Clan's relentless pursuit...
Complete annihilation was only a matter of time.
Whether they joined now or not...
Would no longer change the final outcome.
Besides...
The three of them were no longer in peak condition.
Ebisu and Genma's faces were pale.
Cold sweat covered their foreheads.
The three gigantic Water Dragons from earlier had not been true Water Release Ninjutsu.
Instead...
Using the chakra-conducting and amplification abilities of the imitation Hiramekarei twin blades...
The two had poured enormous amounts of their own chakra into the surrounding seawater.
Temporarily guiding and shaping it into dragon form.
The technique demanded astonishing chakra control.
As well as flawless coordination between the two.
Naturally...
Its chakra consumption was equally terrifying.
At this moment...
The chakra within both Ebisu and Genma was nearly exhausted.
Simply remaining alert already required considerable effort.
Guy himself had also opened the Fourth Gate of the Eight Gates, the Gate of Pain.
Fortunately...
After cultivating the Muscle-Tendon Change Classic for so long...
His physique had become far stronger than before.
Although opening the Fourth Gate still left him somewhat weakened...
He only needed the cultivation technique to circulate through his body a few more times before recovering.
Compared to chasing fleeing enemies for additional battle merits...
Protecting Ebisu and Genma was far more important.
Although the battle had already been decided...
Some desperate enemies might still attempt a suicidal counterattack.
Guy had to remain vigilant.
Until the battlefield was completely secure...
He would continue protecting his teammates.
His eyes constantly swept across the battlefield.
Especially...
Toward Uchiha Shisui...
And Uchiha Feiquan.
Then...
In the next instant...
Guy's body suddenly stiffened.
His pupils contracted violently.
On the battlefield...
He saw a pair of Three Tomoe Sharingan...
Beginning to tremble violently.
It wasn't Shisui's eyes.
It was...
Uchiha Feiquan's.