The Shinobi Allied Forces retreated twenty li, setting up makeshift camps to rest and recover.
Meanwhile, the Five Kage and their top experts gathered once again to discuss how to deal with Uchiha Isamu.
Three hours passed.
When they emerged—every face was grim.
No plan. No breakthrough. No hope.
After the meeting, Danzo Shimura quietly pulled Hiruzen Sarutobi aside, calling Orochimaru as well.
No one knew what they discussed.
But when Orochimaru left…
He was smiling.
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On the other side, Isamu gathered the Uchiha clan.
"I'm proud of all of you. Not a single one retreated today. Driving back the Allied Forces—this victory belongs to all of us."
"Uchiha! Uchiha! Uchiha!"
The roar shook the camp.
Isamu raised his hand, and silence fell instantly.
"This victory… was only a small one."
"The enemy still hasn't used their true trump cards."
The atmosphere grew heavy.
"Their numbers far exceed ours. If this drags on and they find a way to suppress the Tailed Beast Chakra… we lose."
He paused.
"Tomorrow, I go all out."
"I will forcibly trigger your Tailed Beast transformations and crush them in one decisive strike. We end this in a single battle."
"Any objections?"
"NO!"
Not a single hesitation.
That alone told you everything about their mindset.
They'd already crossed the line—there was no turning back.
"Good. The transformation will strain your bodies. Minor burns, nothing more. You'll recover."
No one cared.
Pain was irrelevant compared to victory.
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Then Isamu's tone changed.
"Uchiha Zhan, Uchiha Feng, Uchiha Gao Li, Uchiha Umei, Uchiha Yue… step forward."
The five stepped out, confused.
"Can I trust you completely?"
They didn't hesitate.
"We are willing to die for the Clan Head!"
They knelt instantly.
Isamu watched them carefully. Then—
"Look into my eyes."
His Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan activated.
The pressure alone forced everyone present to awaken their own Sharingan unconsciously.
Then—
Blue ocular power surged.
Five beams shot directly into their left eyes.
Their pupils spun—faster, faster—
Until they changed.
The same pattern as Isamu.
Silence.
Shock.
Fear.
Power.
---
Then Isamu focused on Zhan.
Green Chakra poured from his hands, engulfing him.
Zhan's body rose into the air.
His strength surged—
Elite Jonin → Quasi-Kage → Kage → Super Kage.
It didn't stop until it hit the peak.
Then—pain.
"AHHH!!!"
His Sharingan evolved completely.
Matching Isamu's.
And then—
It ended.
Isamu collapsed into his chair, breathing heavily.
"Phew… finally…"
"Clan Head!"
Everyone rushed forward—
"BACK!"
His voice snapped like a whip.
They froze. Then knelt again.
Even Zhan.
---
Isamu spoke slowly, breathing uneven.
"I've lent you the power of the Eternal Mangekyo… along with Kamui."
"If I lose tomorrow…"
"Use it."
"Take your teams. Escape."
"Don't hesitate."
"This power… can only be used once."
Silence.
Then rejection.
"We won't abandon you!"
"We live together, we die together!"
That's loyalty—but also stupidity in war.
Isamu's expression hardened instantly.
"Presumptuous!"
The killing intent in his voice froze the entire group.
"Who is the Clan Head here?"
"If you acknowledge me—then obey."
"No hesitation. No arguments."
"If you refuse—leave. I don't need disobedient clan members."
That wasn't anger.
That was discipline.
Because here's the truth—
Isamu isn't planning to lose.
But he's smart enough to prepare for it anyway.
That's what separates a strong fighter from a real leader.
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