Chapter 478: Orochimaru: Taste My Uchiha Undead Array!

The pitch-black death energy, like rolling black smoke, grew thicker and thicker.

Orochimaru was all smiles, thinking to himself: "You didn't disappoint me, Shisui."

Undead life is very special; it is an undead race formed when a life dies while harboring some intense obsession, with the soul and will refusing to perish, all merging into the flesh and blood of death.

The stronger the obsession, the higher the growth potential of the undead life.

Therefore, if Orochimaru wants to fill his Undead Legion, he needs to continuously search for life forms with immense growth potential.

This is also the reason why he turned against the Navy Alliance at the last moment and killed the Marine Admiral: it was to replenish the high-quality Undead Squad Leader killed by Shuyao Laomu.

"Although the Game Mall can occasionally refresh high-quality undead monsters, the price is extremely expensive."

After Orochimaru killed Shuyao Laomu, as if it were a game reward, a Dark Gold grade 【Frost Bone Dragon】 refreshed in his personal Mall.

The price was five million Reward Points.

Even if he went bankrupt, he could not scrape together enough Reward Points to purchase the Frost Bone Dragon.

Therefore, Orochimaru could only glare hatefully at the Bone Dragon he couldn't afford, then continue with his old trade.

Like now, digging up corpses with potential and cultivating them himself.

Although they cannot compare to the Dark Gold grade Frost Bone Dragon, the Reward Points consumed are very low.

Especially since hearing about Itachi Uchiha slaughtering his entire clan, the obsession and will that Shisui erupted with are of a quality that definitely surpasses Silver.

It counts as a very precious undead unit, more than enough to serve as an Undead Squad Leader for his legion.

"Itachi, Orochimaru is lying, right?"

Shisui Uchiha's voice was flat, as if he had not been provoked by this matter.

But the black death energy covering his body was visibly surging.

When the death energy on his face became dense to a certain degree, it condensed into a pure black undead mask.

Orochimaru's face was full of pleasant surprise as he continuously took out precious undead materials from his inventory slot to provide energy for Shisui Uchiha's transformation.

"He is not lying."

Itachi Uchiha struggled to maintain his composure and said: "Everything I did was for the village. If the Uchiha could not be eliminated, civil war would have broken out between the village and the clan."

As he went on, his voice became sharper and his tone more anxious.

"Is this your reason for slaughtering the entire clan? Itachi, I clearly gave my eyes to you; was there really no better way?"

Shisui's voice remained flat.

But this was due to the nature of undead life; the soul fluctuations he radiated were already so cold that they could freeze the air.

"Are you blaming me, Shisui?"

Itachi Uchiha could no longer remain calm; looking at Shisui, who was like a debt-collecting ghost, his suppressed emotions erupted.

He could not accept, or rather, could not face Shisui Uchiha's questioning.

All along, in Itachi Uchiha's heart, Shisui had been a very special existence.

Shisui Uchiha, the unique Uchiha, was the descendant of Kagami Uchiha—whom even the Second Hokage had praised—and was also the pioneer who had initially wanted to reconcile the contradictions between the Uchiha Clan and the village.

He was the benchmark in Itachi Uchiha's heart.

To a large extent, the name Shisui was a line of defense that stood side-by-side with the Will of Fire after Itachi Uchiha slaughtered his entire clan.

Now, the undead Shisui summoned by Orochimaru was actually speaking to him in a tone filled with killing intent and coldness.

Just because he slaughtered the entire Uchiha Clan? "Itachi, you actually committed such a sin? The whole clan? You didn't even spare the old and the young..."

The killing intent originating from his soul almost condensed into a physical form.

Shisui Uchiha was full of pain, looking at his deranged best friend and younger brother, and said: "Itachi, it's all my fault for not seeing the madness behind your desire for peace."

"I told you to protect the Uchiha and the village, yet you ended up killing the entire clan?"

"If I had known it would come to this, I would rather have killed you back then, doing nothing at all, than have this result now!"

In Shisui Uchiha's heart, he did not wish for anyone to die. This thought was very naive, but he had been trying to achieve it, so even after he Awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan and possessed a heaven-defying ocular technique, he did not abuse it.

Instead, he was preparing to choose the right timing.

Even when ambushed by Danzou, he was willing to sacrifice himself and leave his eyes to Itachi Uchiha, hoping to mediate this conflict.

Konohagakure was very important in Shisui Uchiha's heart, but the Uchiha Clan was equally important; the two were not the two ends of a scale.

Just like a father and mother in a child's eyes, must one kill one of them to make a comparison?

"Shisui!"

Itachi Uchiha, on the verge of losing his sanity, shouted: "Even if it were you, do you think you had a better solution? Between the village and the clan, I had already made the most perfect choice at the time!"

Even when blamed by Shisui and enduring Shisui's anger, he was unwilling to admit his mistake.

Once he admitted it, he would become a mere murderer, rather than a hero who saved Konoha and bore the darkness.

"Kotoamatsukami, were my eyes just for show?"

Shisui Uchiha's fury could no longer be suppressed; the pitch-black death energy coiled into armor, like an undead general.

"Itachi, I misjudged you. You are not a successor of the Will of Fire who loves peace; you are a madman, a thorough madman, a madman immersed in your own world!"

"The other four great nations of the Shinobi World—if they told you that as long as Konoha disappears, the Shinobi World War can be avoided, would you kill everyone in Konoha too?"

"Redemption and peace are never about sacrificing one side!"

"You didn't have the courage to stand up, to tell Clan Head Fugaku, to tell the clansmen, or even to replace Fugaku as Clan Head and lead the Uchiha Clan toward the dove faction!"

"You didn't have the courage to tell Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzou, to accuse them that the policies of the Second Hokage era isolating the Uchiha were long outdated, that they were squeezing the Uchiha Clan until it couldn't breathe, and to demand they relax their policies toward the Uchiha Clan with a tough stance!"

"Even if you became a blade, took the initiative to start this civil war, and suppressed the rebellion with Hiruzen Sarutobi as quickly as possible—winner takes all—to put an end to this accumulated infighting, that would have been courage too!"

"..."

"There were countless ways, yet you chose the simplest one: to eliminate the clansmen who gave birth to you and raised you, who shared the same blood as you, and you didn't even feel the slightest guilt. Itachi Uchiha, I am truly ashamed that I was ever your friend!"

"You are just a cowardly, pathetic madman without courage."

"I will take revenge for the Uchiha clansmen!"

Shisui Uchiha, clad in Armor of deathly energy and gripping a katana condensed from pitch-black deathly energy, charged toward Itachi Uchiha.

"No, you don't understand at all, Shisui, you're the one who's crazy!"

Itachi Uchiha's eyes were bloodshot, looking like crystal balls about to burst from pressure.

Gripping a Kunai with soul-black flames burning, he repelled Shisui Uchiha with a single strike.

Orochimaru laughed coldly from the side,

his arms spreading wide with force as countless auras of death flowed down, not shying away at all from the fact that he was standing within the territory of the Konoha Family, as countless coffins rose up.

Clang!

Hundreds of coffin lids opened, revealing the lives once slaughtered by Itachi Uchiha.

The Uchiha of the Konoha Military Police Force, Jonin, Chunin—any Uchiha clansman who had possessed decent strength in life—were all summoned forth.

There were also surges of resentment and pain that poured out at the moment of death of ordinary people, which didn't even count as souls and should have dissipated quickly.

But they were all collected by the Death Formation Orochimaru had prepared in advance.

These Uchiha Family specters crowded into Shisui Uchiha's body like black smoke, causing Shisui's spectral body to constantly expand.

In the end, his aura was no weaker than a Golden player.

This was the resentment gathered from the entire Uchiha Family, assembled by the Siling Sheshi Orochimaru, who had thrown in countless precious necromantic materials to form this Uchiha spectral aggregate.

"Itachi-kun, whether you are a hero or a butcher, let them be the ones to say!"

(End of this chapter)