Hiromi ignored the death row prisoners and walked straight toward Temari.
Temari trembled all over, cold sweat breaking out. As Hiromi drew closer, her heart grew colder.
Until Hiromi reached out and gouged a small piece of flesh from the arm of Gaara's corpse.
Temari froze.
The next second, the timid girl became enraged. Her eyes split with rage, staring fixedly at Hiromi, her fists clenched tightly, her entire body shaking uncontrollably from the tension of her anger.
Hiromi ignored her and formed hand seals with both hands.
Tiger - Snake - Dog - Dragon
He pressed one hand to the ground. Suddenly, lines appeared on the ground, emitting a sinister aura that surrounded the three death-row prisoners.
They shrieked with muffled screams, looking incredibly pained, their expressions twisting as if they were going to pop their eyes out in their madness.
Finally, paper emerged from the ground, enveloping them. The muffled screams ceased, and they turned into three piles of paper.
Immediately after, the paper piles surged, quickly taking human form, condensing into three people with pitch-black sclera and bodies covered in cracks.
Temari's gaze fell on the red-haired boy on the far left, her expression one of disbelief and extreme shock.
"Gaara..."
Her hands trembled uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face. She took a step forward, unable to stop herself from approaching, wanting to touch Gaara, wanting to hug him, wanting to know if he had truly come back to life.
But she had only taken one step when she was grabbed by Shisui. She instinctively wanted to shake him off, but the next second she saw a glimmer of vibrant green fluorescent light appear, surrounding Gaara.
Gaara's strange, pitch-black sclera returned to normal, and the cracks on his body disappeared. The lifeless person became vivid and lifelike in that moment.
No matter how slow one was, anyone could realize this point—Hiromi could resurrect the dead.
Temari turned her head stiffly and saw the purple, rippling eyes in Hiromi's gaze slowly fading away.
This glimpse terrified her—the legendary Sage of Six Paths' eyes.
At this moment, a hoarse, heart-wrenching roar, filled with monstrous hatred, rang out.
"Root!!!"
A young man in his early twenties, one of the three resurrected, looked up and let out a long howl, his eyes blood-red.
He was immersed in the pain of being assassinated by Anbu during the Nine-Tails incident, his wife having been killed alive right before his eyes.
The astonishing fluctuation of ocular power made Shisui's eyes flicker. Temari's pupils constricted sharply as she guessed what this was.
"Congratulations to the Uchiha for acquiring a pair of Mangekyo."
After Hiromi finished speaking, he turned and left.
Temari was stunned for a moment. She hadn't expected to witness the awakening of Mangekyo. But she didn't dwell on it and turned to look at Gaara, her eyes filled with tears of emotion, her heart filled with urgency.
Compared to the Uchiha youth beside him who was filled with monstrous hatred, Gaara was very calm. He glanced around, his gaze sweeping over Shisui and landing on Temari, as well as the corpse she was carrying on her back. That gloomy, cold expression softened in that moment.
He stepped forward, opened his mouth, and hesitated for a few seconds. In the end, he said nothing.
"Let's go."
Gaara walked forward, and Temari immediately followed behind him, a bright smile on her face.
She looked at Gaara's back. Although Gaara hadn't said anything, she could feel that he had changed somewhat. As his sister, Temari was very happy, but she forgot that she was still carrying Gaara's corpse.
In the hall, Gaara had left.
Besides the youth filled with hatred, a young woman in her early twenties had also been resurrected. She was a bit dazed and wanted to look around, but the first thing she saw was Shisui."
"Shisui?" She was somewhat incredulous.
Because this Shisui was a bit too big—at least ten years older.
However, the next second, she was attracted by the crazy roar beside her.
"Shizuka!"
The girl was stunned. "Kazuto?"
We didn't die?
We were saved?
Then why did the Konoha Anbu...
Shizuka wanted to go over and hug the young man, but she was stopped by Shisui.
"Aunt Shizuka."
Shisui held Shizuka back, preventing her from interfering with Kazuto's Mangekyo advancement.
After all, no one had ever tried to promote to Mangekyo twelve years after being resurrected from the dead. Since there was a possibility of failure, any interference should be avoided.
Shizuka heard Shisui's smiling voice and was somewhat surprised. "Are you really Shisui?"
"Let me explain the situation to you. Let's not disturb Uncle Kazuto while he advances his Sharingan. Shall we go over there?"
Shizuka looked at Kazuto, her expression full of worry. Being a member of the Uchiha clan herself, she could naturally sense the unusual ocular power in Kazuto's eyes. But she was more worried that Kazuto would suffer irreversible damage because of it.
"It will be fine." Shisui reassured her.
Under Shisui's gentle coaxing, Shizuka reluctantly followed him outside the hall.
Shisui began to tell her about what happened after her death.
"I've been dead for twelve years?"
Listening to Shisui's words, Shizuka was shocked beyond measure.
"Hiruzen, Danzo, Koharu, and Homura are all pests of the village?!"
"What? Konoha was destroyed? Who did it!"
"Hiromi? A traitor to the Uchiha? That name sounds a bit familiar."
Inside the hall, Kazuto gradually calmed down from his overwhelming hatred. Although he didn't know how he had survived, from this day forward, Root was his enemy. His goal was to avenge his wife, Shizuka.
At this moment, a familiar voice drifted in from outside the hall, making his heart pound. Surprise and anxiety intertwined.
"Could Shizuka be alive too?"
The advancement of his ocular power made him feel omnipotent. But at this moment, he couldn't help but gulped, feeling very nervous.
He walked over cautiously and saw Shizuka looking at a young man who looked very much like Shisui, repeating in a daze, "Hiromi is the one who saved the Uchiha clan and prevented us from being wiped out by Hiruzen and the others? He is your younger brother? My son?"
Two lines of blood and tears were still hanging on Kazuto's face.
Seeing that his wife was still alive, he should have been overjoyed. But after hearing that his son had destroyed Konoha and killed Hiruzen, he stood there frozen, filled with shock and intense heartache.
He seemed to have guessed how he had survived.
He looked blankly at Shisui and Shizuka, asking in a hoarse voice, "Are we dead?"
"Kazuto..." Shizuka trotted over, holding his arm, her expression full of worry.
"I'm fine." Kazuto shook his head.
At this moment, his Mangekyo had not yet dissipated.
Shisui took this opportunity to observe his Mangekyo carefully.
Like a clean white flower, clear and simple.
But under the rendering of blood-red, hatred was entangled upon it, making it obscure and oppressive.
"Uncle Kazuto." Shisui called out.
"Shisui..." Kazuto found it hard to accept for a moment. "Tell us what happened after we died."
Shisui nodded and took out two Imperial Guard masks to hand to them. The masks had golden patterns on them, conveying a sense of high status and power. The pattern between the eyebrows of the mask looked like an eye, signifying the authority of the Emperor's direct subordinates, and also hinting that the eyes of the Uchiha clan were watching everything.
"What is this?" They took the masks, feeling somewhat puzzled.
"Uncle Kazuto, Aunt Shizuka, the Clan members all recognize you. To prevent the clan members from knowing that Hiromi can resurrect the dead, I have to trouble you."
Kazuto and Shizuka nodded.
While putting on the masks, they said, "Indeed, we cannot let the clan members know, otherwise Hiromi will be exhausted."
They showed a smile.
Although in the blink of an eye, their son had killed Hiruzen and destroyed the village, Hiromi was still their son.
Shisui smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying as he walked, "That won't happen. Hiromi probably won't resurrect them."
Kazuto and Shizuka, having just taken two steps, froze.
"Why? They want to resurrect their deceased friends and family, that intention isn't wrong."
"Hmm... I'd better take you to see for yourselves." Shisui changed direction.
Kazuto and Shizuka followed behind.