The Senju Remnants Of The Uchiha Clan

Setsuna pulled Shiratori and ran wildly in the valley.

He looked at the four ninja Swordsmen of the Mist who were wandering around and keeping a safe distance from them, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom…

Almost at the same time, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left eye.

"Old man…"

Under Shiratori's gaze, the red light in Setsuna's left eye suddenly went out, and then his entire left eye quickly turned grayish-white.

The time for Izanagi has come.

Fuguki Suikazan, who had been paying attention to this place, naturally noticed this situation. 

He chuckled and said: "Old man, it seems that your Jutsu can only last for three minutes! Or you have to pay the price of losing your Sharingan!"

Setsuna made a prompt decision and threw Shiratori out!

"Go!"

How could Fuguki Suikazan miss this opportunity? He rushed over with a grim smile, holding Samehada in his hand.

"Stop them! Don't let any of them escape!"

Shiratori, who was thrown far away, staggered to the ground and was greeted by Juzo's Kubikiribōchō!

Setsuna was also surrounded by the other three.

Setsuna sighed softly and launched Izanagi again without hesitation!

But this time, the three people who were well prepared did not choose to fight hard. After making sure that Setsuna had launched Izanagi, they chose to retreat and move away, preparing to delay the time for three minutes.

"Old man, this Jutsu can only be activated once per Sharingan, right? Haha… Now is your last chance!"

Seeing the shameless behavior of several people avoiding fighting, Setsuna had no choice but to choose to rescue Shiratori first. In this short period of time, Shiratori was already in danger under Juzo's attack.

Seeing Setsuna coming towards him, Juzo chuckled, kicked Shiratori away, and chose to avoid him from a distance.

Shiratori hit a big tree, and then he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood from his mouth. Setsuna rushed over and picked him up, making the two sides start a strange chase again.

"Old man put me down; I will stop them…" Shiratori's voice was a little weak. He knew that the other side hated him and Huoji the most. Now Huoji is dead. As long as he chose to cover their retreat, Setsuna might be able to escape successfully.

"Stop talking nonsense!" 

Setsuna didn't even look at him.

Time passed by…

Setsuna staggered and fell from the tree with Shiratori; his right eye also turned gray.

At this moment, he could no longer run at full speed.

There is no way back…

He closed his eyes in pain.

As Setsuna was blinded, Fuguki and others who had been following them rushed up decisively without any hesitation.

Setsuna protected Shiratori behind him; he drew his sword with a desperate mentality and faced the four Swordsmen of the Mist.

But… The gap in strength is too big!

Even when he was young, he couldn't handle four ninja Swordsmen of the Mist at the same time, let alone now…

Bang!!

After only a few rounds, he was knocked away by Fuguki's sword. 

Shiratori desperately stood in front of him and used his sword to block the attack from Jinpachi Munashi.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Jinpachi's mouth, and the Explosive Tags attached to the Shibuki shone brightly.

Boom!!

Shiratori couldn't remember how many times he had been knocked flying today. He ignored the bruises all over his body and anxiously looked for Setsuna.

Bang!

Setsuna's body fell heavily to the ground, not far from Shiratori, and even the armor on his body was blown to pieces.

Shiratori used his hands and feet to rush over, but a figure in front of him on the left side ran straight toward Setsuna.

It's… Raiga Kurosuki!

"Don't!!!"

Raiga even had time to turn his head. He looked at Shiratori's furious face and felt extremely happy in his heart!

Puff!

Kiba… Pierced through Setsuna's chest.

He turned around, wanting to admire Shiratori's expression, but unexpectedly, Shiratori rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed, as if he were crazy!

The speed was beyond imagination. Raiga felt that the one rushing towards him was not a child but a prehistoric beast! He was violently knocked away, but at the moment of flying back, he still pulled out his sword.

Blood gushed out from the wound on Setsuna's chest, staining the grass beneath him red.

Shiratori ignored the enemy and just covered Setsuna's wound with trembling hands. 

Unfortunately, it was of no use, and Setsuna's blood flowed through his fingers.

"Shiratori…" 

When Setsuna was in Shiratori's arms, he raised his hand tremblingly and stroked Shiratori's face: "I'm sorry… I couldn't… I couldn't save you. It's my fault… I'm too useless…"

Shiratori cried loudly: "It's me who should be sorry! It's me!"

The extreme pain almost tore Shiratori's sanity apart. The severe pain came from the depths of his mind and finally gathered in his eyes.

The dark pupil of the Sharingan spread out as if it had turned into a clover made up of diamond-shaped leaves, and the three tomoe also turned into diamonds, dotted between the leaves of the clover, pointing to the center of the eye.

Mangekyō Sharingan!

Unfortunately, Setsuna was blind and couldn't see this scene. He collapsed in Shiratori's arms, feeling his vitality quickly draining away.

He considered his life a failure.

When he was young, he was high-spirited and believed that clan honor was above all else, but as a result, Izuna-sama died at the hands of Tobirama Senju, while Madara-sama… Chose to form an alliance with the Senju clan.

When he was young, the clan settled in Konoha, and he might be dissatisfied with Madara-sama for not avenging Izuna-sama, so when Madara-sama rebelled against Konoha… 

He did not follow.

In his middle age, he witnessed the suppression of the family by Tobirama Senju and tried everything he could to do.

In old age…

He was about to lose his beloved disciple.

In the last moment of his life, there was no fear, only… Guilt.

"Shiratori…"

"Old man, did I allow you to die?!"

Shiratori's roar suddenly rang in Setsuna's ears, and at the same time, an inexplicable force descended upon him!

This power traveled through his limbs and bones, and wherever it reached, all the wounds healed miraculously quickly, including the fatal wound on his chest!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

His heart started beating again.

… … …

Raiga, who was not far away, stood up and spat.

Damn, I actually got several ribs broken by a little kid… So shameful!"

He walked towards Shiratori with the sword.

"Don't be sad, little bastard. You will be accompanying this old man soon."

Shiratori slowly raised its head, and the gorgeous Mangekyo Sharingan pattern looked like black ice flowers floating on a sea of ​​blood!

Raiga stopped suddenly.

These eyes… Not good!

But it's too late!

Shiratori focused his sight on Raiga. His left eye slightly widened, and streaks of blood appeared on the white of his eye!

The power of the left Mangekyo Sharingan was violently injected into Raiga's body!

Irresistible!

The wound on Raiga's broken arm exploded instantly, and blood, flesh, and broken bones sprayed all around! Even half of the chest connected to the right shoulder was blown away!

Not only this one place, but Raiga's entire body had undergone changes, as if a pair of invisible hands had deeply penetrated into every one of his wounds and then forcefully torn them apart!

Minor skin injuries spread deep into the flesh, severing the muscles and blood vessels. And those wounds that were deep enough to see the bones… Also tore apart the hard bones underneath!

"Ah!"

Following Raiga's shrill screams, a rain of blood and flesh began to fall here.