"Fugaku's eyes… there's no need to rush with those."
"First I'll try devouring the ocular power of these lower-grade Sharingan and see if I can awaken the Mangekyō directly…"
Looking at the pairs of blood-soaked crimson eyeballs before him,
even Akira Ren couldn't suppress his excitement.
Anticipation filled his gaze.
"I'll leave it to you."
After thinking for a moment to avoid accidents,
he created a Wood Clone to stand guard.
"No problem."
The clone nodded.
"Swish… swish…"
Thin vines suddenly appeared.
They shot out from Ren's hands
and pierced one eyeball after another.
"Gurgle… gurgle…"
The vines bulged as if devouring something.
They pulsed continuously.
At some point,
Ren's eyes had already transformed into three-tomoe Sharingan.
As they devoured the chakra and ocular power contained in the Sharingan,
the tomoe began spinning rapidly.
One-tomoe Sharingan.
Two-tomoe Sharingan.
Three-tomoe Sharingan.
In the blink of an eye,
the large pile of Sharingan had all been consumed—
leaving only Uchiha Fugaku's Mangekyō Sharingan.
"Whoosh!"
Stimulated by the powerful chakra and overwhelming ocular power,
Ren's scarlet eyes spun rapidly.
The three tomoe rotated wildly.
Then—
his mind began to blur.
Scene after scene flashed through his consciousness.
It felt as if he were personally experiencing them.
The death of loved ones.
The sacrifice of close friends.
Facing certain death.
Standing at the edge of despair.
At that moment,
the intense emotions within those memories resonated strongly with him.
Fear.
Grief.
Rage.
Despair.
Resentment.
All kinds of violent emotions intertwined,
assaulting Ren's mind.
"Ugh…!"
Cold sweat poured down his body.
He clenched his fists tightly.
Veins bulged as he struggled not to cry out.
Seeing this,
the Wood Clone guarding him quickly rushed forward and covered his mouth.
"Hey, hey—this isn't the time to make noise!"
"Mm—!"
Ren's entire body trembled.
His eyes widened violently.
Blood vessels spread across his eyeballs.
In unbearable pain,
he bit down on the Wood Clone's hand.
His face turned bright red.
Then—
suddenly,
a strange chakra surged within his mind.
The three tomoe in his eyes transformed into a complex pattern.
Beautiful lines bloomed outward.
Mangekyō Sharingan—awakened.
"Ha… ha…"
Ren collapsed weakly on the floor.
Sweat drenched his body.
He gasped heavily, as if all his strength had been drained.
"Tsk… so you actually awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan. That's unbelievable…"
The Wood Clone stared at the intricate pattern within Ren's scarlet eyes.
Confusion filled its expression.
"But what just happened?"
"The chakra and ocular power inside those Sharingan were too chaotic."
Ren took a deep breath.
"They resonated with my own Sharingan, causing memories from the original owners to appear in my mind."
"I even felt their emotions."
"Because of that, it's more accurate to say I awakened the Mangekyō through intense mental stimulation rather than simply devouring their ocular power."
Although he had almost been overwhelmed by those emotions—
it had ultimately turned into a blessing in disguise.
There was likely a fundamental difference between a Mangekyō awakened naturally
and one created purely through the fusion of stolen ocular power.
Especially now—
after his own Mangekyō power merged with the absorbed Sharingan energy,
his ocular power had reached an unbelievable level.
"Here."
The Wood Clone handed him a mirror.
Ren looked at the reflection of his scarlet eyes.
Inside them—
a black Mangekyō pattern had appeared.
But it looked different.
Its complexity far exceeded those of Uchiha Obito, Uchiha Shisui, or Uchiha Itachi.
The pattern almost resembled two Mangekyō designs overlapping.
It looked closer to the design of an Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
Was it because he had absorbed so many Sharingan?
Ren touched his eyes.
A thrilled smile appeared on his face.
"I can feel it."
"The ocular power in my eyes far surpasses Fugaku's Mangekyō."
"And because I possess perfect Yang Release, my eyes won't go blind from overuse."
Even the incomplete Hashirama cells in Obito's body could offset the strain of using a single Mangekyō.
Ren, however, possessed something far superior.
As both a Mori Mori no Mi Logia user and a descendant of the Senju clan, he possessed perfect Yang Release.
Unless he directly used forbidden techniques like Izanagi or Izanami—
blindness would never threaten him.
"So…"
The Wood Clone asked curiously.
"What kind of eye techniques did you awaken?"
Ren gently touched his eyes.
The mysterious pattern within the Mangekyō spun slowly.
"Eye techniques, huh?"
The next moment—
Ren vanished.
He disappeared directly in front of the Wood Clone.
"What?!"
The clone's pupils shrank.
A moment later—
it felt someone tap its shoulder.
Yet there was no one around.
However,
the clone inherited Ren's sensory abilities.
It could clearly sense a powerful chakra right in front of it.
Ren was standing extremely close—
but completely invisible.
"Invisibility?"
The clone tried reaching out.
Its hand passed straight through empty space.
"Hm… Sharingan!"
The Wood Clone closed its eyes.
Then suddenly opened them again.
Its pupils contracted.
A faint blac
k silhouette appeared in its vision.
The complex chakra network was clearly visible.
It was unmistakably Ren.
"So you can see me now?"
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