True Evil Ninja

By now, every last one of the conspirators who framed Yamakaze and Aoki had been slain by Yoru's own hand! 

But… 

This was only the beginning. 

"Uchiha Yoru! You really think you can escape?!" 

"Not only did you break into the ANBU prison, but you slaughtered our comrades…" 

"Your crimes are unforgivable! There's no mercy for you this time!" 

Yoru, still inside the prison, shot them a cold glance. 

Then— 

"Raiton: Gian!" (Lightning Release: False Darkness) 

BOOOOM! 

A violent surge of lightning tore through the prison walls, blasting a massive hole clean open! 

Normally, inmates had their chakra and jutsu sealed, making escape impossible—but Yoru was anything but normal. 

And even if someone could break the walls, multiple barrier seals prevented prisoners from fleeing. 

Too bad for the ANBU… 

Yoru was a captain in the Konoha Military Police Force. He knew every last one of those seals inside out—they couldn't hold him for even a second! 

In a flash, he dashed through the gaping hole in the wall, slipping past the barriers like a ghost. 

The ANBU guards stood frozen in shock before finally snapping back to reality. 

"AFTER HIM!" 

Fresh off killing seven or eight men, Yoru's blood burned with battle lust, his mind too frenzied to even check how much "virtue points" he'd gained. 

But now, as the cold wind outside hit his face, his thoughts cleared. 

"Hm?" 

"Three hundred and eighty virtue points?!" 

An unprecedented windfall! 

Without hesitation, he poured every last point into his Sharingan's pupil power. 

And then— 

BZZZZT! 

A torrent of raw energy erupted from within him, surging like a tidal wave! 

His ocular power had doubled in an instant. 

The sheer force of it made even Yoru grit his teeth—his eyes burned, his chakra boiled, his very blood felt like it was on fire. He gasped for air, his body pushed to its limits. 

Between the earlier battle and this sudden surge, exhaustion weighed on him like lead. 

But when he opened his eyes again— 

His three-tomoe Sharingan blazed with a crimson light sharper than ever before, its power honed to absolute perfection. 

Sharingan Pupil Power: 850/1000. 

He was one step away from awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan! 

At this moment, Yoru's ocular might stood second only to Uchiha Shisui in the entire clan. 

Even Uchiha Fugaku, the clan head, no longer surpassed him! 

In terms of pure strength, Yoru had grown leagues beyond the man who'd just stormed the ANBU prison. 

But his body was battered, his chakra nearly spent—his power had skyrocketed, but his condition had hit rock bottom. 

Yet Yoru didn't hesitate. 

His next destination? 

The ANBU headquarters. 

He knew full well who'd orchestrated the plot against Yamakaze and Aoki: Sarutobi Shinnosuke. 

And behind him? Sarutobi Hiruzen. 

Yoru wouldn't settle for just killing the pawns. 

The wind cut like knives against his skin as he deactivated his Sharingan, forcing his aching body forward with unwavering resolve. 

Meanwhile, Uchiha Yakumi and the combined forces of his and Yoru's squads trailed behind, watching in horror as Yoru charged into the ANBU prison. 

Yakumi cursed under his breath—this was a disaster! 

If it were just Yoru acting alone, they could still spin it as a rogue act. After all, he'd already been suspended from the Military Police. 

But if Yakumi led a full-scale assault on the prison? 

That would mean all-out war. 

Unlike the reckless Yoru, Yakumi was cautious, pragmatic. He held his men back, keeping watch from the outskirts while praying that Uchiha Yashiro had already mobilized the elders. 

Every second stretched into agony—until finally, Yoru burst from the prison, drenched in blood like a demon clawing its way out of hell. 

Yakumi's heart sank. 

This was catastrophic. 

And now, Yoru was sprinting straight for the ANBU headquarters. 

There was no choice left. 

"You three—get to Elder Yashiro NOW. This is critical!" 

"The rest of you—with me! We stop Yoru at all costs!" 

"YES, CAPTAIN!" 

Elsewhere, Uchiha Yashiro nearly collapsed when he heard the news. 

He shut his eyes, refusing to believe it. 

"Yakumi's always been level-headed… How could he let this happen?!" 

"Elder Yashiro, Captain Yoru was… terrifying. Even if Yakumi hadn't spoken up, he would've uncovered the truth his own way. And his methods…" 

Yashiro sighed, understanding. 

"If this continues, we're doomed." 

"The clan head isn't here…" 

"Where's Shisui?" 

Behind him, Uchiha Tekka hesitated before answering grimly: 

"He… went to see the Hokage." 

Yashiro's headache worsened. 

"Tch. Of all times, he—" 

But the worst wasn't over. 

One of Yakumi's men burst in, panting. 

"Elder Yashiro! B-Bad news—!" 

"What NOW?!" Yashiro snapped, his patience fraying. 

"Captain Yoru—he broke into the ANBU prison! We didn't follow, but then he came out covered in blood! And now…" 

"AND NOW WHAT?!" 

"He's heading straight for the ANBU headquarters!" 

Yashiro's last shred of hope died. 

Fugaku was absent. Shisui had turned traitor. And Yoru—the clan's rising star—was a ticking time bomb. 

Now, he was the only one left to salvage this mess. 

"Elder Yashiro! We need orders—immediately!" 

Yashiro took a deep breath, then spoke with grim finality: 

"I'll stop Yoru myself." 

"We're coming with you!" his men shouted. 

"NO." 

"If Yoru acts alone, there's still a chance to spin this. But if we all march in, the Hokage will see it as open rebellion!" 

"Without Fugaku-sama, war would be suicide. I won't allow it!" 

"Tekka. Inabikari." 

"Hai!" 

"The Military Police is yours now. Pray it doesn't come to war… but prepare for the worst." 

The two captains exchanged glances, the gravity of the situation clear. 

"Understood, Elder Yashiro!" 

"We'll be ready." 

"Awaiting your command."