"We can't see the future, we can't go back to the past, and we can't live in peace now," Itachi said, seeing that Sasuke was going to let him go.
His mission was completed by giving Sasuke new eyes. He had done his best for Konoha, and what happened next was none of his business.
"Kill me, Sasuke," Itachi said in a flat tone. Sasuke didn't act hypocritical and didn't try to persuade Itachi not to die. This was his own choice.
"Itachi, go to hell and confess your sins to our clansmen!" Sasuke killed Itachi, and no matter what the reason was, he couldn't wash away the guilt of killing his relatives.
It must be painful to live in this hell-like world!
When Chidori pierced his heart, Itachi showed a relieved smile. Being able to die at the hands of his brother was the best ending.
"Sasuke, live well."
Sasuke pulled his hand out of Itachi's body indifferently. "We will meet again, Itachi. Remember, I have killed you once, and the debt between us is settled."
Sasuke put Itachi's body into a sealing scroll. Kisame looked at all this in a daze, unable to believe that Itachi was killed by Sasuke like this.
"I haven't had a good fight with Itachi yet. How could this happen?"
Watching Sasuke approach him step by step, Kisame smiled bitterly. "It seems that I will also fail here today."
To Kisame's surprise, Sasuke just passed by and ignored him completely. Until Sasuke left, Kisame remembered an important thing, he could not break free from the shackles of the Myojinmon.
And under the shackles of the Myojinmon, his chakra was like a ball of stagnant water; he couldn't even use basic ninjutsu.
After dealing with Itachi, the system's prompt sounded, and Sasuke obtained 10,000 exchange points. But Sasuke was not satisfied.
The exchange points for killing a Kage-level strongman should be between 5,000 and 20,000. He is also a master among the Kage-level, so how could it be worth only 10,000 exchange points?
The system saw Sasuke's doubts and explained, "Itachi was determined to die, so the exchange points are halved."
"Forget it. How many exchange points are needed to fuse Itachi's Mangekyō with mine?" Sasuke didn't bother to care. He was about to have the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
"1,000 exchange points will do."
A golden light entered Sasuke's eyes, and his eyes were undergoing a wonderful change. After a sour feeling, endless power surged into his heart. This fulfilling feeling was so right.
"Hahaha, I, Uchiha Sasuke, am the strongest."
Sasuke couldn't stop laughing wildly. He already had the Eternal Mangekyō, so how far would the Rinnegan be? The Eternal Mangekyō was indeed not in vain.
No wonder Madara's strength increased dramatically in stages. The pupil power almost doubled, and he could use the pupil power without restraint, no longer worrying about falling into darkness.
It is worth mentioning that his Susanoo seemed to have undergone a remarkable change. Sasuke's mind moved, and the dark red Susanoo appeared behind him.
It began to change from the first stage of the energy waist to the 100-meter Susanoo, holding the Yata Mirror in one hand and the Ten-Fist Sword in the other, with two black long swords on his back.
Now Nagato had no chance to challenge him.
"System, if I want to make the Rinnegan appear in the world in advance, and the Wood Style is completely perfect, how many exchange points do I need?"
"30,000 exchange points, but you need to sleep for two years."
Sasuke pondered the interests involved. Due to his intervention, the plan of the Akatsuki organization was disrupted, and many things were delayed for a long time. Even the capture of the tailed beasts had not officially started. No major events would probably happen in these two years.
"Just do as you say."
Having been here for a while, Sasuke felt a little uncomfortable leaving suddenly. The girls here were so warm and hospitable.
"Don't be sad, Kabuto, the next place will be more interesting." Kimimaro patted Kabuto's shoulder optimistically.
He was tired of staying here. He had basically come into contact with every singer, and there was no legacy left to explore.
"Tsk, I don't know what you're thinking," Kabuto complained. Kimimaro had been exposed to the outside world in the past two years, and he had become more and more restless.
He used to work under Lord Orochimaru, but he behaved very well.
As for Samui and the other two, they had left long ago. Karui and Omoi had just been released and thought that their captain Samui had successfully escaped from the enemy and rescued them, moving them to tears.
In reality, Samui went back to Kumogakure with Sasuke's mission. Samui, who was on her way, had a hint of jealousy on her pretty face.
She didn't expect that Yugito was also Sasuke's ally. Judging from this situation, there were more people around Sasuke.
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In the distant Konoha, Danzo was sending Might Guy away. Might Guy, unaffected by Danzo's gloomy face, said, "Danzo, I want to join the Root and fulfill my dream from many years ago. Please."
Danzo didn't know what this physical weirdo was thinking. Although he liked to gather talents, Might Guy was not one of them. This was not a matter of strength.
He didn't want to send people out to perform tasks and expose their identities as soon as they took action. He liked ninjas with high IQ and strategy, like Shisui and other genius ninjas.
"No means no," Danzo said firmly. "Might Guy, your heart is not dark enough. The Root is not suitable for people like you."
Might Guy sighed and turned away disappointedly. He had asked the Third Hokage to join the Anbu, but the Third Hokage refused to agree, and he didn't expect the Root to do the same.
"Am I really going to be inferior to Kakashi in my career?" he wondered.
"Damn it. Wait a minute."
Although he had never joined the Anbu or the Root, he was now a Jonin like Kakashi, not much different. Thinking of this, Guy regained his motivation.
Unless Kakashi became Hokage in the future, he would have no chance to catch up. But how could this be possible? If Kakashi could become Hokage, he would just stand upside down and eat dirt.
"Well, Kakashi, my dear friend, it seems that this round is still a tie."
Might Guy was crying, shouting words like "youth" and "passion" while walking upside down.
It was so exciting that he decided to walk upside down around Konoha 300 times, and if he couldn't do it, he would run 10,000 times.
Konoha was indeed prosperous on the surface, but the roots of this big tree were rotten. Tsunade knew this clearly and said to herself, "It's really uncomfortable to see the foundation laid by our ancestors gradually weaken!"
Looking at Guy who was working hard on the street, Tsunade's thoughts drifted, and then she put the cigarette in her mouth into the ashtray and left the Hokage's office without looking back.
Walking downstairs, she saw Jiraiya and Naruto sitting on the sofa waiting for her.
"Hey, Tsunade, are you used to life here?" Jiraiya greeted with a smile and slapped Naruto, who was sleeping in the sun.
"Ah! What are you doing, you pervy sage?" Naruto was about to get angry, but when he saw Tsunade's stern eyes, he sat down neatly. Naruto felt pain.
"Jiraiya, what are you doing here?" Tsunade asked.
"Hehe, didn't I come to see you?"
Naruto, on the side, withdrew his mouth and cursed the old dog. He usually said that he was Sakura's dog, but he was not any different.
Still, he didn't have Sakura. Sakura was so beautiful and kind, much better than Tsunade.
When it came to business, Jiraiya became serious. "Do you remember the Akatsuki organization I talked about before, Tsunade?"
Tsunade put her hands in her pockets, and her majestic waves surged, but the two did not dare to be rude and quickly lowered their eyes.
"Akatsuki organization, is there anything strange about them?"
Naruto rarely sat beside and listened carefully without interrupting. Why was Naruto, who has always been gentle and undisciplined, so obedient, like a good baby in front of Tsunade?
Because he questioned Tsunade's decision in public last month, he was kicked, and two of his vertebrae were broken.
From that moment on, he knew that this woman was worthy of being a Hokage. She had a hand, no, a kick. She was so damn tough.