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Meanwhile...

Kirigakure, unaware of the attack on Takigakure, quickly found itself in trouble.

"Who goes there?!"

The Mist ninja guarding the gate shouted, though he barely glanced at the approaching figures.

With the Five Great Nations in a ceasefire, the likelihood of conflict was slim. Moreover, Kirigakure, isolated on its island, was difficult to attack. This geographical advantage left the Mist ninja complacent compared to their counterparts.

Crack.

The response was a swift hand to his throat.

As Madara entered the village with Izuna, he casually incapacitated the guard with a chokehold.

"We need to minimize casualties to avoid resentment from the villages we'll manage in the future," Madara muttered, massaging his temple.

Being a leader was more taxing than he'd anticipated. He had wanted to kill the guard outright but refrained.

"You're adjusting well," Izuna teased, his tone light as he scanned the surroundings. This was his first time in Kirigakure; most of his life had been spent battling the Senju in the Land of Fire.

"Right... I forgot to ask where the Three-Tails is. Oh well, no matter. A small fry like that guard wouldn't have known," Madara mused aloud.

The brothers' conspicuous attire had already drawn attention. Unlike Takigakure's slower response, the Mist ninja quickly mobilized. Within minutes, a large contingent led by the Third Mizukage approached.

"Third Mizukage!"

The gathered Mist ninja visibly relaxed at their leader's presence.

"Uchiha Madara?!"

The Third Mizukage's face paled.

While the Third Mizukage's name wasn't mentioned in the original story, he was known to be from the same era as the Second Kage of the other villages. He was older than even Onoki.

As a youth, he had served as the bodyguard for the First Mizukage during the initial summit of the Five Kage, where he had seen Madara's power firsthand.

"You... You were the squinting brat next to Byakuren," Madara said, recognizing him. His mood improved slightly at the familiarity. "Good. Tell me where the Three-Tails is, and I'll spare you. You should know I'm not bluffing."

The Mizukage's brows furrowed, his hesitation palpable.

If he handed over the Three-Tails, Kirigakure's reputation would be in shambles, and they would lose a critical asset for future conflicts. But if he didn't...

"You'd better cooperate," Izuna said, stepping forward. His presence made the Mizukage stiffen.

"Uchiha Izuna?!"

Recognition flashed in the Mizukage's eyes. Though Izuna appeared younger, his reputation as a peerless ninja was well known.

Faced with the legendary Uchiha brothers, the Mizukage sighed heavily and pointed toward a lake. "At the bottom of that lake."

"You're smarter than I expected," Madara said, turning to leave with Izuna.

The gathered Mist ninja watched in stunned silence, dread filling their hearts.

"Spread the word," the Mizukage ordered, his voice grim. "The Uchiha brothers are alive. Inform the other villages—warn their Kage. Konoha might be plotting something massive."

Despite his fear, the Mizukage followed the brothers to witness their strength firsthand.

What he saw left him speechless.

A colossal skeletal figure, over a hundred meters tall, emerged from Madara's chakra. It wielded four immense swords, plunging them into the lake to drag the Three-Tails to the surface.

The beast's shell and tails were hacked apart in a brutal display of power, its anguished cries echoing across the land.

This was the power of the Mangekyō Sharingan—the Susano'o, specifically Madara's third form.

Unlike the typical third form, which emphasized defense with armored features, Madara's variant had fully developed lower limbs, prioritizing offense.

Although Madara had regained only partial access to his former power, his mastery of Susano'o remained unparalleled.

Izuna, with only one Mangekyō active, could manage only the second form of Susano'o. Even so, their combined strength cemented their position as the pinnacle of the ninja world.

In the end, a massive black vortex appeared, swallowing the Three-Tails whole. The Mizukage could only watch in silence as the Uchiha brothers departed.

Three days after Kakuzu's recruitment, Dak found himself in Uzushio Village.

Taking on the guise of a merchant, Dak had entered the beleaguered settlement. Uzushio's situation was dire, with even the Land of Whirlpools cutting ties to avoid being dragged into impending conflicts.

Thus, any outsider willing to trade with the village was warmly welcomed—a stark contrast to the usual distrust found in ninja villages.

Sitting in a humble inn, Dak was meditating to refine his chakra.

He had tested his chakra attributes earlier using the chakra paper he'd purchased.

His results? Fire, Wind, and Water.

Dak likened his chakra reserves to a vast container with only a few drops of liquid—a reservoir with immense capacity but little content.

Thanks to his internal perception, augmented by psychic energy and Aura, he had a clear understanding of his body's chakra limits.

His physical and mental strength, enhanced to their peak by his abilities, placed his potential chakra reserves on par with or even surpassing the Uzumaki clan's.

However, Dak was acutely aware of his lack of experience and understanding of chakra manipulation, leaving his vast potential largely untapped.

"No rush," he murmured. His lifespan stretched far beyond the ordinary, granting him ample time to master his newfound powers.

But for now...

"Interesting," Dak muttered, his eyes snapping open.

In the distance, he sensed over a thousand individuals converging on Uzushio Village.

A storm was coming.

(End of Chapter)

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