Chapter 74: The Right Eye – The Divine Retribution Flame from Hell

At the same time, among the Root ninja who had hastily dragged Danzō away, one happened to be particularly skilled in medical ninjutsu. He was frantically attempting to heal Danzō, but his techniques seemed utterly ineffective.

Danzō continued screaming in agony, his face twisted in torment. The Root ninja could barely comprehend what their leader was enduring—what unspeakable pain could possibly be tearing through him?

Only Danzō himself knew.

His mind was nearly consumed by the anguish tearing through his very soul. Every fragment of his being felt as though it were being violently ripped apart. He felt as if death was already within arm’s reach.

Back in his youth, Danzō had undergone brutal training, enduring pain far beyond what ordinary men could withstand. But he swore—what he was feeling now was a thousand times worse than all that past suffering combined.

He screamed. He wept. He wanted to drop to his knees and beg the cursed Uchiha child—this abomination born of evil—for mercy.

At this moment, even if the boy demanded he become a plaything for every male of the Uchiha clan, Danzō would have agreed without hesitation.

If only he could control his body…

He would have done it.

Seconds stretched into eternity—agonizing, soul-crushing despair. His sanity was on the verge of shattering, his consciousness grinding to dust.

"Danzō-sama! Danzō-sama!! Danzō-sama!!!"

A frantic cry from a Root ninja barely stirred the last flicker of Danzō’s awareness.

With trembling hands, Danzō released his skull, his fingers clawing at the air as he desperately twisted his digits—

Mao… Hai… Wei…

One Sharingan slowly dimmed.

Then—BOOM!

Danzō, still clutching his head in agony, suddenly erupted in a massive burst of crimson flame.

Unseen fire surged forth from nowhere, engulfing his body in an instant. The nearby Root ninja recoiled in shock, releasing him immediately.

But one was too slow. His fingertip brushed Danzō’s burning flesh—and the flame instantly spread up his arm.

Not just flesh, but soul.

The fire pierced through his body, searing his spirit. In a blink, he was fully consumed.

He collapsed to the ground, screaming in unbearable agony—just like Danzō.

“AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!”

There was no way to extinguish it. The fire was not of this world.

His body withered instantly—skin blackened, charred to ash. His soul was dragged into the depths of hell by the Divine Retribution Flame, spreading from Danzō’s body.

This… was the power of Uchiha Iizumi’s right eye.

Even a mere touch of the flame was enough to erase both body and soul in an instant.

And Danzō—fully engulfed—died even faster.

A grotesquely twisted, blackened corpse lay motionless on the ground.

Then—crack—the Izanagi technique reactivated.

The corpse twitched, flesh swelling back into place. Danzō gasped, half-kneeling, his face contorted in terror.

The flame vanished.

He panted, drenched in cold sweat, trembling uncontrollably. His pupils darted wildly. The memory of that soul-deep agony still burned in his core.

On his right arm, another Sharingan had sealed shut.

"...Danzō-sama?!"

A Root ninja’s voice reached him—but Danzō didn’t respond.

His teeth chattered uncontrollably. The pain had carved itself into his very soul. Flashes of dying faces—innocent souls—flickered across his mind like a relentless reel.

Despair gnawed at him without pause.

Even Izanagi could not erase the psychological scars.

But…

"Thank… thank goodness…"

Danzō rasped, voice hoarse. "At least… I’m still alive…"

Then—his eyes snapped wide.

A look of utter disbelief locked onto his feet.

A crimson flame—unnatural, unearthly—had suddenly ignited beneath him, appearing from nowhere.

Danzō froze.

He recognized it.

That was the same flame that had killed him moments ago.

"How… is this possible?!"

He screamed in terror, his voice cracking.

The searing agony—burning through flesh and soul—washed over him again. The flame surged up his legs, raced to his waist.

One blink.

Another.

He was engulfed once more.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

The pain tore through his soul.

Izanagi flared again.

Danzō reappeared, gasping, still reeling from the horror.

Less than a second passed.

His face twisted in fresh terror.

The Divine Retribution Flame roared to life once more.

"How… how can this be…?"

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"

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Uchiha Iizumi softly closed his eyes.

When he reopened them, the Mangekyō Sharingan’s twisted pattern had vanished.

In its place—two calm, emotionless black eyes.

Only the twin trails of blood slowly sliding down his cheeks betrayed the immense strain.

He now understood the power of his right eye.

—It could unleash the Divine Retribution Flame, a fire that burned both flesh and soul, consuming evil offenders and casting them into the deepest pits of hell.

The deeper the sin, the stronger the flame.

And it left a permanent mark upon the victim’s soul—a scar that followed them no matter where they went.

Like Uchiha Itachi’s Amaterasu, this fire could not be extinguished by any known means.

But there was a twist.

If the target had never committed a single evil act, the flame would transform into a purifying blaze—burning away all negative states, even guiding the soul to paradise after death.

The only flaw?

The cost was astronomical.

At least ten to fifteen times the energy required for his left eye’s Eye of Judgment.

The physical toll was staggering.

But still…

Uchiha Iizumi had always been strong.

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"Iizumi… what exactly did you do to Danzō-sama?"

Fugaku Clan Head was numb. He had guarded against every possibility, braced for betrayal—but never expected Mangekyō Sharingan.

The situation had spiraled beyond control before he could act.

Hiruzen Sarutobi’s expression was grim.

The echoes of Danzō’s earlier screams still haunted the air.

For the first time, he truly understood the depth of Uchiha Iizumi’s stubbornness.

He clenched his jaw. "Iizumi… is Danzō still alive?"

"Who knows?"

Uchiha Iizumi replied coldly. "The Flame of Absolute Justice will burn forever in the Ninja World—until evil is purged."

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