Naruto, my father's name is Uchiha Madara.

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The raging black wall of fire seemed to be forcibly torn apart and repelled by an invisible giant hand.

They created a huge gap that was big enough for a person to pass through!

With a sharp shout, Dimon shot out of the gap like an arrow!

He pushed his speed to the limit, clenched his fist, and aimed at the head of the light.

Sarada and Sumire's hearts leaped into their throats, and they gasped in shock.

However, faced with this earth-shattering, unavoidable, and deadly attack, Guang made a move that instantly froze everyone's thoughts.

Instead of making any dodging or blocking gestures, she completely relaxed her body.

Even the flow of chakra became calm.

She stood there quietly, like the eye of a storm, watching Dimon rush towards her with an indifferent gaze, who was carrying the aura of death.

That gaze was like a god looking down upon a... beast about to be collared.

The anticipated scene of a skull exploding did not occur.

"Clatter—click!"

Under the horrified gazes of Sarada and Sumire, who almost popped their eyes out of their sockets.

Dimon, brimming with menacing aura and boiling with murderous intent, stood less than ten centimeters from the light's face.

"Pfft!!!"

With a dull thud, Dimon knelt heavily before the light in an extremely humiliating and perfectly executed sliding kneeling posture!

The dust kicked up even splashed onto the shiny shoes.

The ferocious murderous intent and smug smile on Dimon's face froze completely, then shattered, replaced by boundless horror, bewilderment, and disbelief.

He desperately tried to lift his head, to swing the fist that was so close, to mobilize the surging chakra within him...

But they discovered that everything had been lost!

His body, his strength, even his breathing rhythm no longer obeyed his commands!

It was as if the very body he relied on to roam freely had instantly transformed into a puppet completely controlled by someone else!

"What the hell did you do to me?!"

Dimon's voice was distorted and shrill due to extreme fear and anger.

Guang lowered his head slightly, looking down at Dimon, who was kneeling before him as if offering a gesture of submission.

Those magnificent kaleidoscope Sharingan eyes held no trace of human emotion, only an absolute, cold control as deep as the ocean.

"Oh? What for?"

The light's voice was as soft as a feather, yet carried a chill that could freeze the soul: "Haven't you always wanted to know the true principle of the 'Eight Thousand Spears'?"

She slowly crouched down, meeting Dimon's eyes, which were filled with terror and confusion.

He said, word by word, "My 'Eight Thousand Spears' can penetrate through sight, chakra contact, and even the slightest gap in your mental defenses."

"Release a 'Mark of Domination' that transcends the scope of ordinary illusions."

"It doesn't have any 'attack' properties; it's just...seeding."

A cold, emotionless smile curved the corners of Guang's lips: "As long as this 'seed' takes root deep within your soul, then from that moment on, everything about you..."

"Your thoughts, your will, your memories, your chakra, and even the slightest movement of your body... will all be under my absolute control."

Dimon's pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints as he instantly understood the seemingly meaningless dodges, blocks, and eye contact he had just witnessed in the battle!

"So... during those defensive contacts and eye contact just now, you used your non-offensive eye power to silently plant the mark of 'Eight Thousand Spears' on me?!"

Guang admitted it directly, a flicker of emotion in his eyes caused by the painful memories.

"Why do you think I was chosen by the Uchiha clan as their ultimate weapon and thrown into that meat grinder-like battlefield back then?"

"It's because of this... indefensible and irreversible absolute dominance."

Her tone carried a hint of barely perceptible weariness: "Although I deeply loathe and resist using this power again..."

"But since you've taken the initiative to direct your malice at me and Naruto and the others... then I don't mind personally 'formatting' your buggy thought process."

"Hmph! Wishful thinking! I am a perfect creation made by Amado! I possess the divine power of the Otsutsuki! You can forget about it..."

Dimon attempted a final struggle, relying on his android identity and the divine power within him, frantically activating the pre-set defense protocols and energy circuits.

However, Hikaru simply stared at him silently with his Mangekyou Sharingan.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

Dimon clutched his head and let out a heart-wrenching scream that was beyond human comprehension!

He felt as if his core consciousness had been plunged into boiling molten steel.

Every data stream!

Every single logical unit!

Every memory fragment that carries the "self"!

They are all being forcibly torn apart, disrupted, overwritten, and rewritten by a higher-authority, tyrannical, and precise force!

That is a thousand times more terrifying than physical destruction—a slow, agonizing torment and reshaping of the soul!

He watched in horror as his own will crumbled like a sandcastle.

It was replaced by an absolute loyalty and obedience to the girl before him.

Resentment, anger, fear... countless emotions scattered and vanished like shattered mirror images.

He doesn't want to disappear! He still has a mission! He still has to...

But the control of the "eight thousand spears" by the light was like a dimensional reduction attack, leaving no room for resistance.

At this moment, Dimon was like a terminal that had been formatted and reinstalled with the highest administrator privileges.

The underlying code is ruthlessly erased, and a completely new program, existing solely for "light," is being written.

The indescribable, intense pain and desperate struggle originating from the depths of his soul caused him to let out a continuous, chilling, and piercing wail.

His body convulsed and rolled violently on the ground, even banging his head against the ground, trying to use physical pain to cover up the horror of his soul being tampered with.

This scene left Sarada and Sumire standing there completely frozen in place, a chill running down their spines.

They stared in disbelief at the girl who was usually gentle and even somewhat timid.

At this moment, however, she is like a cold and ruthless queen who holds the power over souls.

With just their gaze and will, they tormented a powerful, almost invincible android to the point of wishing for death.

Her eyes possessed an overwhelming, suffocating power, and she exuded absolute majesty and oppressive aura.

This created an incredibly strong and unsettling contrast with the soft light they remembered.

After what seemed like an eternity, Dimon's screams and struggles gradually subsided and eventually ceased.

He stopped moving and lay quietly on the broken ground, his chest rising and falling slightly.

Then, in the deathly silence, he slowly and somewhat stiffly raised his head and opened his eyes.

Those scarlet eyes that were originally filled with arrogance, ferocity, cruelty and pain.

At this moment, it became like the sky after being washed by rain, clear and bright, even carrying a trace of innocent, pure dependence and affection.

He looked at the light so close to him, and a bright, genuine childlike smile appeared on his face, a smile that was free of any gloom and even somewhat ingratiating.

The voice was clear and loud:

"Sister Guang!"

The kaleidoscope pattern in Guang's eyes slowly faded, restoring his normal, warm black eyes.

The icy majesty and indifference on her face vanished instantly, like spring snow melting away.

She transformed back into that seemingly harmless and gentle girl.

She reached out and gently stroked Dimon's slightly disheveled hair, her voice so gentle it seemed to melt hearts:

Sarada and Sumire looked at each other in silence, witnessing this incredibly impactful and dramatic scene.

My heart was filled with immense shock and an indescribable chill.

The terror and domineering power of the "eight thousand spears" of light far exceeded their worst imagination.

A crisis that seemed unsolvable, but was enough to cause turmoil in the village.

The curtain fell on the story in such an absolute and almost "erasing of the original personality" manner.

Chapter 424 A Lucky Victory Built on Arrogance

After a series of upheavals, Konoha Village has temporarily maintained a fragile peace.

The defensive barrier continued to operate, emitting a low hum, as if it had draped this weathered village in an invisible armor.

Even as an adult, Naruto is still busy juggling his duties as Hokage with the arduous training of the Flying Thunder God Technique.

Young Naruto, meanwhile, served as a "sparring partner" while getting acquainted with this unfamiliar future era.

A few days later, Boruto, who had been following Kashin Koji on his mission to investigate the movements of the Divine Tree People, returned to the village, weary from his journey.

He went to the Hokage's office immediately to report the situation, but heard a shocking message from his uncle Shikamaru.

The arrogant and domineering android Damon, whose abilities were practically unbeatable, was actually "dealt with" by light, and reportedly became unusually "obedient".

"How can this be?!"

Boruto practically jumped up from his chair, his face filled with disbelief: "Uncle Shikamaru, are you sure you're not mistaken? It's that Dimon?"

"Dimmon, who can reflect all attacks and has ridiculously strong physical skills? He was... subdued by light?"

Shikamaru rubbed his temples, with an expression that said, "That's just how it is." He said, "Ah, although the process was a bit... unusual, the result was indeed the same."

"Now that kid follows Guang around calling her 'sister' all day long, he's so obedient it's unbelievable."

"For specific details, you should ask Hikaru himself."

Filled with suspicion and intense curiosity, Boruto found light at the training ground on the edge of the village.