The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 111 Terrifying Killing Efficiency

"Charge into Daming Prefecture and wipe out the Daming!"

Kurama Tensō's roar exploded in the conference room, making the air seem to freeze for a moment.

Uchiha Mitsunori frowned slightly and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

His movements were light, yet carried an undeniable authority: "If we kill the Daimyo of the Land of Fire, the other four great nations will unite to attack the Land of Fire in the name of 'revenge,' and ultimately, Konoha will perish in this chaotic war."

Kurama Tensō's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, his knuckles turning white from the force: "Killing him is one thing, not killing him is another, so what can you do?"

Uchiha Mitsunori did not answer immediately, but turned and walked to the window.

As dusk fell, Konoha Village lit up with scattered lights, and wisps of smoke rose gently in the evening breeze.

Several children chased each other across the street, their laughter faintly audible, carefree, as if the war had never happened.

He turned around, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said softly with his usual confidence, "I've already made arrangements for everyone's escape route, but the timing isn't right yet. So please be patient and don't leave Konoha for the time being."

As his words fell, the air in the conference room seemed to grow heavier, pressing down on everyone's shoulders.

The group exchanged glances, like a pack of wild beasts restless before a storm.

The advisor elder, Hiashi Hyuga, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, the rapid rhythm revealing his deliberately suppressed anxiety.

"A backup plan? Advisor Sanfeng, could you be more specific?"

Uchiha Mitsumine's voice remained calm: "The time is not right. The fewer people who know, the safer the plan will be."

Inuzuka Tsuru suddenly slammed her hand on the table and stood up. The black ball on her shoulder bared its teeth and let out a low growl.

"This explanation won't appease the clansmen! My ninja dogs have already detected the scent of three different ninja villages!"

Uchiha Mitsunori's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile: "Clan Chief Claw is overthinking it. Nothing will happen."

Aburame Shiki pushed up her sunglasses, and a firefly crawled out of her sleeve: "My insects... I discovered in the Forest of Death... dozens of rogue ninjas are setting up some kind of barrier."

A collective gasp filled the conference room.

Elder Nara Shikaku narrowed his eyes and asked slowly, "Advisor Mitsumine, regarding your so-called backup plan... should our various clans make some preparations in advance?"

Uchiha Mitsunori smiled and countered, "Advisor Shikaku, what kind of preparation do you think is necessary?"

The temperature in the conference room seemed to drop several degrees.

Akimichi Choza stopped chewing, Yamanaka Inoichi opened his eyes, and the gazes of the three—Ino-Shika-Cho—met in the air, silently exchanging information.

Hiashi Hyuga frowned, somewhat uneasy: "For example, should we take inventory of the scrolls containing the secret ninjutsu of each clan? Or... compile a list of portable supplies?"

Uchiha Mitsunori suddenly revealed a playful expression: "If necessary, I will notify you. But why are you all so terrified? Just because there are 731 more rogue ninja outside the village?"

Everyone was slightly taken aback, clearly struggling to keep up with his train of thought!

Uchiha Mitsunori shrugged: "You are, after all, ninjas from my Konoha Village. I originally intended to keep them and make a small fortune for you. But your fear is quite surprising."

He stood up, put his hands in his sleeves, and spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he were talking about today's weather.

"In that case, I'll do it myself! Everyone, come outside and watch my performance."

The many Jonin looked at each other, but still followed him out of the conference room and into the plaza outside the Hokage Building.

Uchiha Mitsunori stood in the center of the plaza and slowly closed his eyes.

The next second, his eyes snapped open, and the three tomoe twisted and connected, transforming into a complex pattern that exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Mangekyou Sharingan, Eye Technique: God's Eye - Awakened"

His eye technique activated instantly, covering the entire Hidden Leaf Village and a radius of 72 kilometers around it.

In his eyes, the location of each intruder was as clearly visible as a torch in the dark night.

All 731 underground bounty hunters have been identified!

At the same time, he sensed the hundreds of Flying Thunder God seals he had set up around Konoha.

These marks are hidden in the roots of large trees, in the crevices of rocks, on the banks of rivers, and even in the corners of some inconspicuous houses.

He had long since turned the entire Konoha defense system into his own domain.

He casually tossed out a Flying Thunder God kunai, then clasped his hands together: "Shadow Clone Technique!"

"Bang... bang bang... bang bang bang..."

366 shadow clones appeared in an instant, and then all disappeared in an instant!

Each shadow clone uses the Flying Thunder God mark to precisely teleport to the vicinity of the target!

Sharingan genjutsu... "Whoosh!" On the cliff, an elite Jonin-level samurai was trapped under genjutsu control, his heart pierced by a kunai.

"Pfft!" ...In the forest, a rogue ninja who was setting up explosive tags had his throat pierced by a kunai.

"Crack!"... By the river, the neck of an unknown rogue ninja who was lurking there was snapped.

There were no screams, no struggles, not even time to react.

The speed of the Flying Thunder God Technique, combined with the number of shadow clones, turned this massacre into a precise harvest.

The square was silent, with only the night breeze blowing.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for his next move.

Within 10 seconds to 3 minutes, the shadow clones began to return one after another.

Each of the shadow clones carried two corpses in its hands.

"Thud!" A corpse was thrown to the ground.

"Thud!" Another one.

"Snap!" Another one.

Soon, the square was piled high with the corpses of 731 rogue ninjas, and the stench of blood filled the air.

Uchiha Mitsunori yawned and said lazily, "Record the identities of the corpses. If there are any bounties on these people, remember to collect them for me."

He glanced around at the stunned Konoha high-ranking officials, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"You are ninjas of Konoha, after all. In the future, when you encounter problems, you should stay calm and not embarrass me."

After saying that, he put his hands in his pockets, whistled, and leisurely left the square.

In less than 3 minutes, all 731 bounty hunters were wiped out!

Among them were even quite a few elite Jonin!

Many of Konoha's high-ranking officials stood there, speechless for a long time.

Nara Shikaku slowly exhaled and murmured, "Mangekyou...Flying Thunder God...massive shadow clones...this guy's tactical system...is simply unsolvable."

Hiashi Hyuga's Byakugan twitched slightly, his heart reeling: Damn it... why is he so strong... I'm so envious...

Tsunade stood at the back of the crowd, her emerald eyes gleaming with a complex light.

"Mifune... just how many secrets does your kaleidoscope still hold?"

A night breeze blew by, swirling up a few fallen leaves and sending them drifting towards the distant Fire Shadow Rock.

The figure of Uchiha Mitsuru had already disappeared into the darkness.