I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 452 and 453: Susanoo in Mourning Attire

"Uchiha, your Sharingan will become one with my art!"

Michelangelo roared as he detonated countless nanoscale clay bombs that drifted throughout the atmosphere of the Yokota base.

"Art is elevated through explosion! Drink!"

Whether it was the fully armed American soldiers or the civilian staff running back and forth, their terrified expressions froze instantly, then crumbled into dust and debris smaller than sand.

Even the military dogs kept at the base, the rats in the sewers, and the flocks of pigeons flying low overhead were not spared; they were all turned gray.

Garuda's explosion instantly wipes out all living things in Yokota's base.

"Hahaha, I won! It's my art... How is this possible!?"

Michelangelo's maniacal laughter abruptly stopped as he looked down with astonishment and uncertainty. The scene he had envisioned—Uchiha Senmon's body shattered into pieces, leaving only his head on the ground—did not occur.

"Crackling and popping!"

Uchiha Senmon gripped the Raito Kiba tightly with his left hand, blue electricity coursing through his body, his uniform bursting open and igniting, revealing slightly charred skin.

But he remained unmoved, his Sharingan eyes, adorned with three tomoe, still dripping with blood and tears.

"No, that's impossible!"

Michelangelo, seemingly out of his mind, displayed unprecedented humiliation and anger on the clay bomber, shouting:

"My skill is flawless; it's an art that can never be defeated!"

The Sharingan can see the color of chakra.

Garuda's colorless, odorless, and invisible miniature bombs, when they spread into the atmosphere unnoticed, appeared to the Uchiha Sage Sect as obvious as a thick fog.

The Sharingan's vision is even at the microscope level. The instant Garuda's smoke spread in front of him, Uchiha Senmon clearly observed the nanoscale clay bomb, which was smaller than a speck of dust.

Garuda's secrets are laid bare before these eyes!

Moreover, the Uchiha Sage Gate also discovered a weakness that even the Two-Faced Demon himself was unaware of.

"Bilibili".

A tree branch unfurled, pulling out the second Raikage Fang, which was stuck in a clay battle axe missile, and passed it to Uchiha Senmon's right hand.

When the Uchiha Senmon used the Lightning Fang to intercept Michelangelo's first wave of clay spiders, they noticed that some of the bombs had been successfully detonated while others had failed to explode.

The Sharingan captured the lightning in a split second, and all the dormant clay spiders were struck by the lightning.

The Uchiha Sage Sect kept a close eye on things and made some bold assumptions.

Lightning Release might be effective against clay bombs?

Then came the verification: while the monster was bombarding the clay missiles, the Uchiha Sage used the Advent of a World of Trees to intercept them in the air, secretly inserting a Raikou (Lightning Blade) into one of the clay missiles.

Sure enough, the clay missile became a dud.

After Garuda exploded, Senmon Uchiha used the electric current of Raikiri to extinguish all the miniature clay bombs inside his body.

Although he had other options, he still chose this method.

The numbness and burning sensation of being struck by lightning are nothing compared to the excruciating regret and pain that gnaws at the soul.

This kind of pain doesn't even qualify as self-punishment!

"Thunder Release·Thunderbolt!"

The wounds on Uchiha Senmon's body were immediately healed by the Wood Release technique without hand seals.

His eyes flashed with murderous intent as he crossed his two thunder blades, unleashing a flurry of electric lightning as he slashed at the sky.

"Oh no! At this height..."

To witness the death of the Uchiha Senmon, Michelangelo lowered his flight altitude, bringing him within the Uchiha Senmon's firing range.

"Boom boom boom!"

Silver lightning bolts rained down from the sky, striking the massive B-2 clay bomber several times in succession, leaving it teetering on the brink of collapse.

"Bang."

The clay bomber disintegrated in the sky, its fuselage and wings breaking off as it plummeted downwards. The clay falcon, only one-tenth the size of the original, carried Michelangelo from the cockpit.

It nimbly darted through the lightning flashes, barely dodging them, and soared into the sky thousands of meters above the ground.

"Ha, ha, we were almost done."

A disheveled Michelangelo crouched on the back of a clay falcon, panting, peering down.

"Why is my Garuda ineffective against the Uchiha Sage Mode? Wait, something was off when the bomber was struck by lightning..."

Michelangelo had a flash of inspiration, a moment of profound enlightenment.

"Is it because of Lightning Release?"

Michelangelo stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Because even it itself was unaware that its detonating clay had this flaw.

"Besides being effective against the dust body of the resurrected at the Mount Tai Lord Festival, Lightning Release can also counter my clay bomb? What's the principle behind this? Could it be that both of them are 'earth' elements?"

Michelangelo, who was lurking in Commander William's body, naturally knew almost all the extraordinary secrets that were officially known.

Michelangelo pondered for a moment, then decided to ignore it; since he couldn't figure it out anyway, he put it out of his mind.

"The Uchiha Senmon wielding the Lightning Blade Kiba are my nemesis! They're too dangerous!"

The wise thing to do now is to flee at the first sign of trouble. With his Parasitic Demonic Technique, he can infiltrate the vast sea of ​​people and choose a new host. Even the Uchiha Sage Sect cannot find him by scanning each one with his Sharingan.

"Run away? But if I do that, my art will be utterly ruined..."

Michelangelo's eyes blinked, his features contorted, and he muttered to himself.

Uchiha Senmon's eyes held only unfathomable hatred, icy cold and utterly empty.

He poured his heart and soul into creating such an ultimate work of art for the Uchiha Sage, yet his eyes completely negated his own art.

Unforgivable!

I'm going to blow up the Uchiha Sage Mode right here!

"Hehehe, as expected, an artist must seek stronger stimulation, otherwise inspiration will become dull."

Michelangelo chuckled twice in a sarcastic tone, then brought his palms together, his tongues intertwining in his hands in a particularly disgusting manner.

A clay figure the size of a mineral water bottle was spat out.

Besides C1 Clay Spider, C2 Clay Bomber, and C4 Garuda, Michelangelo also had a trump card: C3 Super Puppet Bomb!

In terms of destructive power, it is the most powerful and magnificent work of art.

Its power even surpasses that of subnuclear weapons such as thermobaric bombs. If dropped from the air, it could flatten a small or medium-sized town with a population of tens of thousands on the map!

Even a Kage-level powerhouse would be pulverized if struck.

"Hehehe, let's add a little more artistic embellishment."

Michelangelo used his tongue to manipulate the doll's head, shaping it into a woman's face.

Her eyes were closed, and her face was resolute.

"Then let's begin."

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The bloodstains on Uchiha Senmon's face had not yet dried. He raised his head and stared calmly at the clay falcon circling high in the sky.

Even the smallest black dot, smaller than an ant and almost invisible, cannot escape these eyes.

"Are they trying to escape?"

In the past, the Uchiha Sage might have been helpless against enemies over a thousand meters tall.

"The power Mikoto gave me resides within these Sharingan eyes!"

The three black tomoe in Uchiha Senmon's eyes spun as if about to connect with his pupils.

Just then, the clay falcon swooped down with lightning speed!

"What is this two-faced demon up to? Instead of fleeing, it's closing in on me... I see."

As soon as the Sharingan's strange change subsided, Uchiha Senmon focused his gaze and immediately realized what was happening. He then swung his Raikiri sword, Kiba, unleashing streams of lightning.

"drink."

Beside the clay falcon, countless clay birds flew in dense flight. As the lightning snakes swarmed in, the falcon actively flapped its wings and swooped down to self-destruct.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Dust swirled and drifted in the air, but it did nothing to obstruct the sharp gaze of the Uchiha Immortal Clan.

Get closer, just a little closer, and you can draw your sword and slay the two-faced demon!

"Hehehe, look what this is!"

Michelangelo, riding a clay falcon, threw something into the air, which, as it plummeted, instantly expanded to the size of a cathedral spire.

It's a super doll with Misaka's face!

"Time and time again, what do you take human life for, you monster!"

Uchiha Senmon's eyes turned bloodshot, and he couldn't help but roar:

"You are not allowed to insult her again!"

He grasped Lei Daoya's hand, but hesitated for a second.

"Hehehe, just like before, what a gentle man!"

When the C3 clay figurine was 200 meters off the ground, Michelangelo, with a smug look on his face, clasped his hands together and roared:

"drink!!!"

A dazzling sun rose over Yokota Air Base.

Under Garuda's self-destruction, the intact barracks, control towers, shooting ranges, and other buildings collapsed like building blocks and were thrown into the sky.

"boom!!!"

The busy citizens of neighboring Fussa City, Hamura City, and Tachikawa City were awakened by the explosion. Looking up, they saw a huge mushroom cloud rising into the sky.

At this moment, all Japanese people recalled the horror of being dominated by nuclear bombs!

"I almost got caught in it too, haha. My art is really amazing!"

The violent airflow and shockwave generated by the explosion caused the clay falcon, hundreds of feet in the air, to lurch and shake.

Michelangelo barely managed to stand, looked at the enormous mushroom cloud, and burst into laughter like a child who had successfully pulled off a prank.

"Hehehe, hahahaha!"

After a while, the mushroom cloud gradually dissipated, revealing a crater nearly one kilometer in diameter, which cut the three-kilometer-long rectangular Yokota base in half.

The dust still filled the sky and the earth, but one could still glimpse a huge black shadow standing in the crater like a demon god.

The black Susanoo!

"Susanoo?"

Michelangelo was speechless, and for a moment he stopped thinking.

Suddenly, the black Susanoo flipped its right hand, a flash of lightning appeared, and the Raikou (Lightning Fang) lay in its huge palm like a toothpick.

Inky flames coiled around the Thunder Blade Fang, and a black spear twenty or thirty meters long was condensed, its tip crackling with electricity.

"not good!"

An unprecedented panic flashed in Michelangelo's eyes, and without thinking, he jumped out.

The streak of light, like Odin's spear, instantly leaped a thousand meters, piercing the clay falcon and shattering it into fragments.

"A new flying machine must be developed..."

Michelangelo tumbled through the air, struggling to raise his left hand, which he then used to chew haphazardly.

"call--!"

Another jet-black spear hurtled through the air, tearing Michelangelo's left hand apart, and a surge of blue electricity engulfed it.

After being struck by lightning, Michelangelo was in excruciating pain and numbness all over his body. Unable to move, he could only watch helplessly as he plummeted to the ground.

In an instant, just fifty meters off the ground, Susanoo reached out and grabbed Michelangelo, holding him up in front of it.

"this……"

Michelangelo struggled to open his eyes and was immediately captivated.

The black Susanoo exuded an aura of deathly sorrow, shifting between reality and illusion, enveloping Uchiha Senmon like a black mourning garment for his deceased wife.

Within the blood-red eyes that flowed with tears of blood, three jet-black cherry blossoms bloomed.

"Sparashi, this is art!"

The beauty of the Mangekyou Sharingan combined with the divine power of Susanoo is the pinnacle of art!

The third pair of Mangekyou Sharingan after Itachi and Sasuke.

"Where are the heads of my wife, Mikoto, whom you murdered, and the other victims hidden?"

Susanoo grabbed Michelangelo and moved him to his abdomen, forcing him to face the cold, ruthless eyes of the Uchiha Senmon.

The two-faced demon's eyes flickered.

At this point, one should be eloquent and use lies as before to deal with the Uchiha Senmon, who are eager to see their wife, and only then can there be a glimmer of hope.

but……

"I really want to see it, I really want to see the Uchiha Senmon painted with expressions of despair, that is the highest art I have ever created."

Michelangelo's tongue hung out of his mouth, his eyes rolled upwards, and his body trembled with excitement.

"Hehehe, you're looking for Mikoto's head. You wouldn't happen to be planning to resurrect her using the Mount Tai Sacrifice, would you?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Michelangelo chuckled nervously a few times:

"Art sometimes needs a physical form to carry it, and when it has form, it needs a beautiful appearance. But true art can only be sublimated in a fleeting moment..."

Uchiha Senmon remained expressionless.

"A woman's head is indeed the embodiment of beauty, but only before it rots and stinks."

Michelangelo stared intently at the Mangekyou Sharingan of the Uchiha Immortal Sect, his expression both mocking and malicious, and slowly said:

"Before they rot, I'll use my bomb to freeze their beauty in a single moment with a 'bang'!"

Uchiha Senmon lowered his head.

The power of the Mangekyou Sharingan is extraordinary; even Michelangelo, with his dual souls, could not withstand the genjutsu of the Uchiha Sage.

Everything it said was true.

Let me see your face, Immortal Sect. This will be my last work.

Michelangelo opened his eyes wide and let out a hoarse howl:

"Uchiha Senmon, you'll never see beauty..."

"You are not allowed to mention her name again."

Susanoo clenched its left hand tightly, and with a squelch, blood and white clay spurted out from between its fingers.

Uchiha Senmon raised his head, indifferent as a god, his eyes filled with an eerie black cherry blossom-like light tinged with blood.

"Even without the Mount Tai Lord Festival, I will still use these kaleidoscopes to create a world with Mikoto."

(End of this chapter)