blogombal Chapter 263 Danzo Meets Hokage Madara: Onion Orange!
Chapter 263 Danzo Meets Hokage Madara: Onion Orange!
Chapter 263 Danzo Meets Hokage Madara: Onion Orange!
Deep within the dungeon of Konoha Village.
Danzo slowly woke up from his sleep, opened his one eye, and after a moment of stunned silence, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.
A smug smile appeared on his wrinkled face.
Unlike the resentment and humiliation he felt during his usual moments of lucidity, Danzo felt only a surge of heroic spirit at this moment.
Last night's dream is still vivid in my mind.
Madara Uchiha's admiring and approving gaze, his meaningful praise, and his promise to exceptionally include him in the Hokage's direct Anbu—
All of this stirred Danzo's heart!
A broad road leading to the Hokage has been paved!
As expected, that Lord Madara is a truly powerful figure worth following!
Hiruzen Sarutobi, that indecisive coward, had no idea what magnanimity meant.
As for Tobirama Senju, I wish him good health.
Just then.
"Tap, tap, tap."
A series of footsteps approached from afar.
Finally, it stopped in front of Danzo's cell.
The smile froze instantly.
Danzo stopped speaking alertly and suddenly looked up at the iron gate.
A group of figures appeared in the dimly lit prison corridor.
When he saw the formation of the newcomers, his heart sank.
Leading the way was Hiruzen Sarutobi, his face solemn.
Behind him, Kakashi and Jiraiya followed closely on either side, their expressions equally solemn.
Further behind them, three masked ANBU ninjas could be vaguely seen, exuding a formidable aura, surrounding Danzo's cell.
A suffocating atmosphere filled the dungeon with their arrival.
Danzo frowned deeply, and couldn't help but think to himself.
What is Hiruzen Sarutobi trying to do?!
Could it be that...?
Click!
The cell door was opened with a key by an ANBU ninja.
Hiruzen Sarutobi slowly stepped forward, looking at Danzo with complicated emotions, and said wearily, "Danzo, come with us."
Upon hearing this, Danzo abruptly stood up, his body slightly hunched, clearly wary of Sarutobi's intentions.
"Hiruzen! What do you think you're doing?!"
"So, you finally couldn't hold back anymore and are going to make your move on me?!"
Countless possibilities flashed through Danzo's mind in an instant, none of which would end well.
Finally, a thought struck him, and an idea popped into his head.
Hiruzen Sarutobi was also present in last night's dream, witnessing himself displaying his skills in the dream. So, this old guy finally couldn't sit still anymore?
Faced with Danzo's questioning, Hiruzen Sarutobi simply sighed in silence.
He met Danzo's gaze with a complex expression for a moment, then repeated in a low, hoarse voice, "—You'll find out when you get there."
Danzo stared intently at Hiruzen Sarutobi's repulsive old face, trying to discern something from it.
However, the other party's expression was inscrutable, making it impossible to understand them.
After a brief standoff, Danzo snorted coldly and said no more.
When the enemy outnumbers you and you have no chance to fight back, a direct confrontation will only be futile.
He gritted his teeth, his face grim, and strode out of the cell.
"Hmph, what on earth is that bastard Hiruzen up to?"
Danzo was sandwiched between two ANBU members, one on each side, and he was filled with resentment.
He glanced down at his prison uniform, his eyes growing increasingly sinister.
The group walked out of the dungeon in silence.
In the early morning, there weren't many pedestrians on the streets of Konoha.
As the morning breeze swept by, Danzo felt a chill run down his spine.
He forced himself to calm down, his mind racing as he secretly observed the direction the group was heading, trying to determine their destination from their route.
However, after leaving the prison, the group wandered through several streets and alleys, and Danzo gradually found the surrounding buildings to be familiar.
Danzo's face grew increasingly grim and unpleasant as the route changed. He finally recognized the path.
This direction leads to the Uchiha clan's territory!
"Why did you take me there?!"
Danzo was startled, and a chill ran down his spine.
Is Hiruzen Sarutobi really planning to hold me accountable?!
Lost in thought, Danzo, escorted by the Anbu, finally arrived at the gate of the Uchiha clan head's residence.
When Danzo saw the familiar gate, his pupils suddenly contracted, his steps froze, and his face turned deathly pale!
"Are you really going to publicly punish me here?!"
Danzo broke out in a cold sweat.
Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was walking at the front, stopped in front of the door.
He slowly turned around, stared at Danzo, and said in a deep voice, "Danzo, think carefully before you speak after you go in! This concerns more than just our lives!"
Danzo was startled by what he heard, and his face showed even more confusion.
What did Sarutobi mean by that?
Not just our lives?
Could there be some dangerous person lurking inside?!
Before Danzo could think it through, Hiruzen Sarutobi had already nodded slightly to Kakashi and Jiraiya beside him.
Kakashi immediately understood, stepped forward, and reached out to push the heavy wooden door.
The old door panels creaked loudly.
As the gate was slowly pushed open, Danzo was greeted by the scene inside the abandoned courtyard of the Uchiha clan's territory.
Although the weeds in the yard had been trimmed, they still couldn't hide its dilapidated and desolate state.
What's truly awe-inspiring is that a figure clad in dark red armor is casually sitting on a rock!
His black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, his expression was indifferent, and his calm and composed demeanor exuded an aura of profound and imposing power, like a sleeping Asura.
At that moment, Danzo's entire attention was instantly drawn to that figure!
"!!!"
His single eye suddenly widened to its limit, and a loud buzzing sound filled his mind, leaving it completely blank.
It can't be wrong — absolutely right!
The unique Warring States period armor before me, the imposing and cold profile, and the astonishing aura that even sitting still couldn't conceal—
All of this perfectly overlaps with the Naruto Madara from last night's dream.
"Madara-sama?!"
Danzo stood there speechless, frozen in place.
Has Lord Madara emerged from the dream?
It's come true?!
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Shimura Danzo have been detected! Emotional value +2000!]
Danzo stood there stiffly, feeling the hairs on his body stand on end and a chill run down his spine.
Seeing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi urged in a low voice, "Let's go in."
After saying that, he reached out and gently pushed Danzo from behind.
Danzo stumbled and was almost pushed into the courtyard.
He stopped unsteadily, still staring incredulously at the dark red figure in front of him.
An indescribable, almost manic joy suddenly surged forth from the depths of his heart.
Lord Madara has arrived!
Who can bully him now?
With him around, Hiruzen Sarutobi and the Konoha high-ranking officials are nothing but chickens and dogs.
The opportunity for our Tibetan group to rise again and become dominant has arrived!
At that moment, Danzo was so excited that he almost stopped breathing.
He instinctively wanted to step forward and, just as he had in his dream the night before, respectfully bow and pay his respects to express his loyalty.
However, he had only lifted his foot half an inch when he suddenly met the chilling gaze of Madara Uchiha.
Those dark eyes held scrutiny and indifference, and the dilapidated courtyard surrounding him was reflected in Madara Uchiha's pupils.
Broken walls and ruins, a scene of devastation, silently proclaim the annihilation of the Uchiha clan.
As calm gradually returned to his mind, a thought suddenly flashed through Danzo's mind.
No—something's not right!
His face instantly went from extreme excitement to deathly pale, and cold sweat soaked through his clothes on his back.
In my dream, I was Izuna-sama's most valued disciple, with impeccable lineage and a promising future.
But in reality, I was one of the main culprits who led to the destruction of the Uchiha clan!
He's an executioner whose hands are stained with the blood of the Uchiha!
Lord Madara—if he knew the truth—
Danzo dared not think any further. He felt his legs go weak and he could barely stand. His body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Danzo suddenly turned his head, his face filled with terror, resentment and venom as he stared intently at Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was not far away!
His one eye was practically spitting fire.
"Hiruzen!"
Danzo roared almost hysterically in his heart.
It's you! It must be you! You knew all along that Lord Madara was coming! You dragged me out of the dungeon and brought me to this place, you wanted to make me a scapegoat! A sacrifice to appease Lord Madara's anger!
Because you're scared!
You're afraid that if Lord Madara investigates the truth behind the Uchiha clan massacre, he'll drag you and the entire Konoha leadership down with him!
So you've pushed me, a potential threat who has already lost power but was appreciated by Lord Madara in the dream, out to take the blame!
What a vicious mind, Hiruzen Sarutobi!
You can't stand to see me gain Madara's favor, and you're afraid that I'll use Madara's power to make a comeback, so you're trying to take the initiative and use Madara's hand to get rid of me.
The more Danzo thought about it, the more he realized that was the case, and his hatred for Hiruzen Sarutobi instantly reached its peak.
His anger was almost bursting out of his eyes; Danzo wished he could tear this old bastard to pieces on the spot.
Just then, Hiruzen Sarutobi seemed to sense something and turned his head to give Danzo a deep look.
He said in a low voice, "Go on, what must be faced must be faced."
His voice was filled with helplessness and sorrow.
This seemingly ordinary remark, however, sounded like a death knell to Danzo.
Danzo's heart sank, and he became even more certain of his guess.
Oh no—that old monkey is determined to trick me!
He looked at the figure in the center of the courtyard in despair, feeling his heart pounding wildly.
But in dire circumstances, his survival instinct was triggered.
No, I can't just give up like this!
There must be another way!
Inside the courtyard.
Besides Madara Uchiha, there was a young boy standing on the other side, none other than Sasuke Uchiha.
Sasuke stared intently at Madara Uchiha on the rock, feeling that his ancestor exuded the aura of a powerful figure.
When the Third Hokage and his entourage pushed open the door, everyone showed reverence for their ancestor, and their expressions were quite solemn.
Madara Uchiha simply sat there quietly, yet he exuded an aura of dominance over the world.
Sasuke's eyes gleamed with undisguised admiration and longing.
If I possessed the power of Madara Uchiha—that imposter would be no match for me!
At this moment, Madara Uchiha slowly got up and stood up from the mossy stone.
He surveyed the group entering the courtyard with a condescending gaze, his eyes lingering for a moment on the elderly Hiruzen Sarutobi and the sinister-looking Danzo. His brow furrowed slightly, and he said dismissively, "Why are there two old geezers here? Is Konoha out of talent?"
Hiruzen Sarutobi's expression turned somewhat unpleasant after being mocked so rudely by Madara Uchiha, but he didn't retaliate and simply stood silently in place.
Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo, the two old men, one with a full head of white hair and the other with a sinister one-eyed look, indeed looked quite disheveled.
Danzo, in particular, was still wearing a filthy prison uniform and looked haggard, a stark contrast to his spirited image in the dream last night.
Madara Uchiha's sharp gaze swept across Danzo's face, and when he saw the look in Danzo's eyes that was hard to tell whether it was obsession or fanaticism, his pupils contracted slightly.
He immediately confirmed the identity of the person in front of him.
"—Shimura Danzo, hmph!" Madara Uchiha sneered, "What happened to you, looking like this?"
Seeing this, Kakashi, who was standing to the side, secretly thought that something was wrong.
Worried that Danzo might utter nonsense in front of Madara Uchiha, saying things detrimental to Konoha, he quickly stepped forward and explained, "Sir, the reason he's like this is because he committed some serious offenses and is currently under investigation in prison, so..." "Shut up!"
Madara Uchiha abruptly turned his head, coldly sweeping his gaze over Kakashi, his voice filled with undisguised annoyance and authority, "Did I ask you?"
Kakashi held his breath, the words he was about to say stuck in his throat, and he dared not utter another word.
He exchanged a serious look with Hiruzen Sarutobi and Jiraiya, becoming even more wary.
As expected—this Lord Madara's temper is even more stubborn and unpredictable than I imagined.
At this moment, Danzo, who was personally questioned by Madara, was completely stunned!
The expected thunderous rage and stern questioning from Lord Madara did not materialize.
It seems that Lord Madara is unaware of the truth behind the Uchiha clan massacre?
In fact, after examining his prisoner-like appearance, what he showed was more of a sense of dissatisfaction and disappointment?
and many more!
This situation—there's hope!
Danzo's mind, consumed by fear and despair, flashed with a crazy idea.
Has Lord Madara not fully grasped the reality of the situation since his arrival?!
The monkeys haven't had a chance to complain to Lord Ban yet?
Or rather—
Lord Madara doesn't care about the process at all, only the result and—loyalty?
opportunity!
This is a golden opportunity!
In the blink of an eye, Danzo's blood seemed to boil again.
His deep-seated political instincts and cunning were fully activated at this moment.
Danzo took a deep breath, quickly concealing the panic on his face, forcibly suppressing the surging joy in his heart, and trying to straighten his back.
In the blink of an eye, he regained some of the composure he once possessed as a shrewd and calculating advisor to Konoha.
Danzo's expression turned serious, revealing an unyielding and resolute demeanor. He spoke in a deep voice, "It's just a trumped-up charge!"
A single sentence carries weight and significance.
Upon hearing this, the previously tense courtyard fell silent.
Hiruzen Sarutobi's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Danzo, his face a mixture of shock and anger, his features trembling slightly!
He was so angry that he pointed directly at Danzo, his lips trembling, and he couldn't speak for a moment.
What a shameless scoundrel!
Sarutobi's chest heaved violently, trembling with rage. He cursed inwardly, "How dare he—how dare he twist the truth like this?!"
How could Danzo utter such words as "framing someone"?!
Kakashi was also stunned into silence.
He never expected that Danzo would be so shameless as to turn the tables and bite back without any scruples.
Jiraiya, unable to contain himself any longer, pointed at Danzo and angrily shouted, "Danzo! You!"
That's enough.
Madara Uchiha impatiently waved his hand, directly interrupting Jiraiya.
Madara's patience had clearly run out, and he had no interest in this tedious internal strife.
He coldly swept his gaze over Hiruzen Sarutobi, Kakashi, and Jiraiya, and said icily, "All of you, get out."
As he spoke, he slightly raised his chin, his gaze returning to Danzo: "He, stay."
Hiruzen Sarutobi's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to say something more.
But Madara Uchiha narrowed his eyes slightly, and a menacing killing intent suddenly emanated from his body.
Sarutobi felt a chill run down his spine, and the words he was about to say stuck in his throat.
He exchanged a glance with Kakashi and Jiraiya, and they all saw the worry and helplessness in each other's eyes.
In the end, none of the three dared to disobey Madara Uchiha's orders, and could only sigh heavily.
"Walk."
Hiruzen Sarutobi whispered to the other two.
Kakashi and Jiraiya nodded, took a few steps back warily, and called for the ANBU guards to retreat as well.
Soon, everyone left the courtyard, carefully closing the dilapidated gate behind them as they went.
In the blink of an eye, only Madara Uchiha and Danzo Shimura remained in the vast Uchiha courtyard.
Madara Uchiha and Danzo stood side by side, only a few feet apart.
A morning breeze rustled the surrounding weeds, but there was not a sound of insects chirping or birds singing; the atmosphere was so stagnant it was suffocating.
Madara Uchiha stood with his hands behind his back, indifferently scrutinizing Danzo before him, his gaze as if examining a pile of useless trash.
He said coldly, "It seems Izuna overestimated you. To have fallen to such a state—you're a complete and utter waste!"
Before he finished speaking, Danzo's body trembled, and his heart felt as if it had been stabbed, causing a dull pain.
"M-Sir, I—!"
Danzo's face turned pale and then red. He hurriedly raised his head and opened his mouth to try to defend himself.
However, the instant he raised his head—
"Um?!"
Madara Uchiha's eyes flashed, staring intently at Danzo. "What's going on?!"
He took a sudden step forward and demanded in a deep voice, "Why do I sense the scent of Hashirama's chakra on you?!"
Madara Uchiha's sharp gaze swept over Danzo, then his eyes darkened. "It seems—he also possesses the power of the Sharingan?!"
"!!!"
Danzo was struck dumb by these words and was so frightened that he almost stopped beating!
not good!
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Shimura Danzo have been detected! Emotional value +80!]
Madara-sama could actually sense Hashirama's cells and Sharingan —
Although Nagato has used up all the other Sharingan, leaving only Kotoamatsukami—has he still given himself away?!
In an instant, Danzo's heart leaped into his throat, and cold sweat rolled down his temples.
But then, a sense of relief at surviving the ordeal swept over him.
Fortunately—thankfully, the Sharingan eyes on his right arm were gone, otherwise he would never have been able to get through this!
Within seconds, Danzo's forehead was covered in cold sweat, his back was stiff, and his mind was racing with a thousand thoughts.
However, he dared not show the slightest abnormality on his face, forcing out an expression of grief and indignation, his voice trembling but full of grievance and loyalty.
"Lord Madara! I—I truly have my own compelling reasons!"
Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha raised an eyebrow but remained silent, seemingly waiting for him to continue.
Danzo took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and then continued in a sorrowful and indignant voice, "You are unaware of this! The Konoha of today is no longer the powerful Konoha that you and the First Hokage founded, the one that once dominated the ninja world!"
"Konoha appears strong, but it is actually weak inside, surrounded by powerful enemies!"
A strange light flashed in Madara Uchiha's eyes, but he still stared coldly at Danzo without saying a word.
Seeing that Madara Uchiha had not yet responded, Danzo felt uneasy and had no choice but to continue, "Your subordinate..."
"In order to protect the safety of Konoha and to deal with various potential threats, I had no choice but to—I had no choice but to attempt to fuse various possible powers and conduct—some necessary research and experiments!"
As he spoke, veins bulged on his forehead, as if he were pouring out the immense pressure and grievances he had borne for many years.
"Over the years, powerful enemies have been eyeing Konoha covetously, and the situation is extremely precarious. As the root of Konoha, I have no choice but to use any means necessary to ensure the village's survival!"
"What you just sensed are the traces left by my experiments!"
"Everything I've done is for Konoha, my lord!"
Danzo raised his voice and shouted with deep emotion, revealing both unwavering loyalty and helplessness.
After delivering this impassioned speech, Danzo knelt on one knee, bowing his head and not daring to utter a sound.
But no one knew that Danzo was extremely nervous at that moment, and was praying frantically in his heart.
Hopefully—this excuse will be enough to fool them—