"How foolish."
A calm, emotionless voice broke the silence.
One of the masked Root ninjas stepped forward, his tone as cold as ice.
"You dare oppose Lord Danzo?"
It was Aburame Torune, one of Danzo's most trusted subordinates, known for his ruthless efficiency and unwavering loyalty.
Beside him, another ninja in a black mask—Yamanaka Fū—stood with arms crossed, observing Haruto carefully.
"We have gathered all the necessary intelligence on you." Aburame Takegen continued, his voice devoid of emotion. "Your abilities only work inside that shop."
"You're nothing beyond those walls."
He lifted a hand, signaling the other Root ninjas.
"You have no chance. Surrender now."
Haruto let out a low chuckle, his golden eyes glinting under the dim light.
"Why is it," he mused, "that people like you always believe you've figured everything out?"
His relaxed posture didn't change as he casually leaned against the wooden doorframe of his shop.
Danzo's one visible eye narrowed at the arrogance in Haruto's voice.
"Enough." Danzo's tone was final. "Kill him."
The moment those words left his mouth—
Dozens of hand signs flashed through the air.
Lightning crackled.
Fire ignited.
Water surged.
"Earth Style: Earth Dragon Bullet!"
"Fire Style: Dragon Flame Bomb!"
"Lightning Style: Thunderbolt Prison!"
The entire area exploded in an overwhelming barrage of elemental Ninjutsu, each attack powerful enough to obliterate a Jōnin.
Haruto, however, remained still.
His golden eyes swept across the incoming destruction—
And he sighed.
Danzo watched, his expression unreadable.
"It's over."
They had sealed the area, ensuring that no one—not even the Hokage—would detect the battle.
And with the sheer amount of firepower directed at Haruto, escape was impossible.
Danzo turned slightly, glancing toward the golden eggs inside the shop.
"Fool." He muttered. "All of this will soon belong to me."
He could already envision it—
With the power of these golden eggs, he could attain the Mangekyō Sharingan.
With that…
The position of Hokage would finally be his.
Silence.
The powerful barrage of Ninjutsu finally settled, leaving behind a massive crater where Haruto had once stood.
A Root ninja let out a breath.
"He's dead."
Yamanaka Fū nodded. "No one could have survived that."
Danzo let out a small smirk.
"Pathetic."
Then—
A voice echoed through the smoke.
"Is that all you've got?"
The Root ninjas' eyes widened in disbelief as Haruto stepped out of the flames.
Unharmed.
Not a single burn, not a single scratch.
Instead, he looked calm, as if he had merely walked through a gentle breeze.
Danzo's smirk vanished.
Aburame Torune's hands trembled. "Impossible…!"
Haruto stretched lazily, then opened his palm—
And in it, a swirling ball of condensed energy flickered.
The same Ninjutsu they had just launched at him—only now, magnified several times over.
He closed his fingers.
The energy ball imploded, vanishing into nothingness.
Haruto's gaze swept across the battlefield, filled with mockery.
"You call this Konoha's Root?" He sneered. "What a joke."
The Root ninjas hesitated.
Their confidence had shattered.
Aburame Torune and Yamanaka Fū exchanged a glance, silent understanding passing between them.
This was not an enemy they had prepared for.
But it was too late.
Haruto raised his hand—
And unleashed all their Ninjutsu back at them.
The energy surged forward, dozens of times stronger than before.
Explosions erupted.
Thunder cracked the air.
Flames roared like an inferno.
"AAAAHHHHH!!!"
The Root ninjas screamed in agony as their own amplified attacks consumed them.
Burnt bodies fell one by one, littering the battlefield like discarded dolls.
Even Torune and Fū, Danzo's most trusted subordinates, couldn't escape.
In mere seconds—
Root was annihilated.
Danzo stared.
His entire unit—wiped out.
A deep, twisting rage filled his gut.
How was this possible?!
Only one explanation remained.
"You… You must be working with Orochimaru!" Danzo hissed.
Haruto tilted his head. "Oh?"
"You know about my Sharingan… You even know about Uchiha Shisui's eye… Only Orochimaru could have told you!"
Haruto smirked.
"Tch. You really think you're that good at hiding secrets?"
Danzo gritted his teeth.
There was no more room for hesitation.
With a swift motion, he unwrapped the bandages on his right arm, revealing the row of stolen Sharingan.
"If you refuse to kneel, then you will DIE!"
Danzo's Chakra flared—
And he lunged forward.
Haruto sighed.
"I told you, Danzo."
His golden eyes sharpened, his voice carrying a cold finality.
"Tonight… is the night you die."
With a single step—he vanished.
End of the Chapter.
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