Naruto: Starting with Snatching the Mangekyō Sharingan

"What kind of battle is this?"

"Unbelievable! Are all Uchiha this monstrous? Where did this Uchiha powerhouse even come from?"

"It's in the bag! Two against one—Konoha's got this!"

"Two against one? Susanoo dominating the field—how could we lose?"

"Damn it, why are all Uchiha monsters? And you, Kai! You're Uchiha too—why are you so useless?"

"How would I know?..."

The battlefield roared with cheers from Konoha's shinobi, their morale surging as they fought with renewed vigor.

In contrast, the Iwagakure shinobi were beginning to panic. Word of what had happened to the two Jinchūriki had spread like wildfire, and the current situation was growing more dire by the second.

"Damn it... I underestimated Konoha..." Onoki's heart burned with frustration. This outcome was something he had never anticipated.

He now saw little hope for Iwagakure's forces. There was no way Hikaru could defeat both Uchiha Fugaku and Uchiha Shisui.

If Hikaru fell, Fugaku and Shisui would be freed to wreak havoc. Against such overwhelming strength, his five thousand Iwagakure shinobi were doomed.

Without an equivalent force to counter them, it was only a matter of time before his entire army was slaughtered.

"What a foolish mistake... Agreeing to the Raikage and that brat Nagato's proposal..." Onoki's regret consumed him like a smoldering fire.

Elsewhere on the battlefield, three colossal Susanoo clashed in a series of thunderous, rapid collisions, shaking the earth and skies. After dozens of exchanges, they came to a halt, forming a tense standoff.

Each Susanoo bore visible damage, their armored forms cracked and battered.

The crimson Susanoo had sustained the most severe damage, while the yellow and green ones fared slightly better.

"Impressive. Truly impressive," came Hikaru's icy voice from the crimson Susanoo's forehead.

"As a token of my respect, I will now send you off with everything I've got!" Hikaru's tone turned bone-chilling as an overwhelming killing intent radiated from her Susano'o.

The kaleidoscopic tomoe in Hikaru's eyes spun violently, activating the Mangekyō Sharingan ability: Hachisen!

In an instant, thousands of Iwagakure shinobi froze in place as if their souls had been plucked from their bodies.

Then, streams of blue chakra erupted from the motionless shinobi, converging midair into a massive river of energy.

Konoha's shinobi stood dumbfounded as they watched chakra pour out of their enemies.

But they weren't inexperienced enough to waste such an opportunity. Regaining their composure, they swiftly drew kunai and shuriken, raining death upon the immobilized Iwagakure forces.

Under Konoha's relentless assault, scores of Iwagakure shinobi fell.

"What... What is happening?" Onoki's expression was one of abject terror. He couldn't comprehend what was unfolding before him.

High above, the massive chakra river pierced the sky before diving into Hikaru's crimson Susanoo, merging seamlessly into its form.

"Shisui, stop her! Full force!" Fugaku's face twisted in alarm as he maneuvered his Susanoo toward Hikaru.

"You're too late!" Hikaru sneered.

The overwhelming chakra cascade surged, a crimson pillar of light erupting skyward, painting the heavens blood-red.

From the pillar emerged a fully realized Susanoo—a towering crimson war god. Its immense figure dwarfed the battlefield, clad in intricate armor, wielding a colossal blade, and sporting enormous, menacing wings.

Fugaku and Shisui instinctively halted, their steps faltering as icy dread gripped their hearts.

No one understood the significance of a Complete Body Susanoo better than those who bore the Uchiha's Mangekyō Sharingan.

This was the power of legends—destruction incarnate. With a single stroke, it could obliterate all before it. This was the power wielded by Uchiha Madara.

Throughout history, only two individuals—Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama—had ever achieved this level of strength.

"Astonishing... To think Uchiha Hikaru has unlocked the Complete Body Susano'o..." From the edge of the battlefield, a White Zetsu emerged, observing the spectacle with wide eyes.

Fugaku stared blankly at the crimson deity before him, his mouth dry.

"A Complete Body Susanoo... This is..."

"She's reached the Complete Body Susano'o... If only I hadn't used Kotoamatsukami on the Five-Tails Jinchūriki..." Shisui muttered bitterly, regret gnawing at him.

"Is this... really the power of a shinobi?"

"The legendary Complete Body Susano'o? Ha... Of course, it shows up on the enemy's side. How ironic..."

"We're doomed. No one can stand against that... It's over..."

As the Complete Body Susanoo loomed over the battlefield, despair crushed the spirits of Konoha's shinobi.

This was no longer a fight between humans. This was the power of a god.

"Amaterasu!"

From the emerald Susanoo, Fugaku's Mangekyō Sharingan flared, unleashing black flames that consumed the crimson Susano'o.

"Amaterasu? That's your trump card?" Hikaru's voice resonated from within her Susanoo, filled with disdain. "How futile."

With a motion, the black flames gathered into the palm of her Susano'o, coalescing into a spinning, fiery magatama.

"Here, take it back!"

In a flash, flaming projectiles rained down, scattering across the battlefield. The black flames spread uncontrollably, consuming everything in their path.

It didn't matter if the target was ally or foe—nothing was spared from Hikaru's indiscriminate onslaught.

"Disappear!" Hikaru's cold voice cut through the chaos.

The crimson deity moved, raising its massive blade high. With a single, earth-shattering slash, the very ground split apart. Entire mountains crumbled, and even the unquenchable flames of Amaterasu were extinguished in its wake.

The blade's destructive shockwave tore through everything, annihilating countless shinobi in an instant.

Hikaru's wrath knew no bounds, her hatred for the shinobi world pouring forth in every swing of her Susanoo's blade.

The crimson war god's relentless onslaught decimated everything in sight.

Iwagakure shinobi suffered the most losses, while Konoha's forces managed to cling to a sliver of hope thanks to Fugaku and Shisui's desperate defense.

Yet, even their efforts faltered. Their Susanoo constructs were on the verge of collapse, their forms battered and broken.

Blood streamed from their eyes, their Mangekyō Sharingan dimming. Their chakra reserves were nearly depleted.

Against the Complete Body Susano'o, their defenses were nothing more than a fragile barrier delaying the inevitable.

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