The scene on the Sky Screen came to an abrupt halt just as the fierce battle between Sasuke and Danzō reached its climax.
Throughout the Shinobi World, countless people nearly cursed out in frustration.
'Did Danzō die or not? Did Sasuke win?!'
Itachi, standing in a corner of the Akatsuki hideout, had a flicker of anxiety cross his eyes.
The Sky Screen had left everyone's hearts hanging in suspense like that, then casually returned to its original topic as if nothing had happened.
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Meanwhile, in a certain future timeline.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves. Amidst the dappled light and shadow, a man in a cloak with a turban wrapped around his head and only one arm remaining couldn't be bothered to look up, seemingly uninterested in the Sky Screen.
He lay quietly on a tree branch, his eyes slightly narrowed, a faint, almost imperceptible smile on his lips, as if dreaming of some fond memory.
[Of course, even a technique like Izanagi has a counter in Izanami—the only Genjutsu capable of stopping Izanagi. Its use also results in blindness.]
The Sky Screen's voice rang out again, pulling everyone's attention back.
[Izanami is a Forbidden Jutsu developed by Uchiha Naori specifically to counter Izanagi. Once caught in this technique, one enters a world of infinite loops. To break Izanami, the opponent must accept their original fate; hence, it is known as the Ocular Jutsu that decides destiny.]
[Izanagi allows one to rewrite fate, while Izanami forces one to accept it. One can only say the Uchiha Clan truly are "Mechanics Monsters"; these skills are simply too underhanded.]
Everyone in the Shinobi World was stunned as they listened.
Such a thing was possible?
One rewrites fate, and the other forces to accept it?
Danzō walked along the streets of Konoha, leaning on his cane. When the Sky Screen mentioned "Izanami," his footsteps faltered slightly. The next moment, he resumed his normal pace, walking as steadily as before.
Izanami… it didn't matter anymore. The Uchiha had been annihilated; there were probably very few people left who knew this Jutsu.
But he was still irritable inside.
After all, as the son of the Uchiha Clan Head, Itachi most likely knew it. Plus, he still held one of Shisui's Kotoamatsukami eyes… no wonder Danzō had been so wary of him.
That man had been a threat from the very beginning.
In the distance, Jiraiya leaned against a wall, watching Danzō's retreating figure, deep in thought.
Although Danzō appeared calm on the surface, that brief pause just now and his now noticeably faster pace, still betrayed his inner state.
It seemed that the Izanami mentioned by the Sky Screen really was a counter to the Izanagi on this man's arm.
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Akatsuki Hideout.
Itachi, whose future trump card had been revealed by the Sky Screen, still sat quietly in the corner, but the anxiety in his eyes intensified.
Izanami—he did indeed know this Jutsu. But Sasuke didn't! In the future, Sasuke would be the one facing Danzō using Izanagi; what would be the right opportunity to pass it to him?
However, Izanami required a three-tomoe Sharingan to activate. On the Night of the Uchiha Clan Massacre, the Sharingan were divided between Tobi and Danzō, so he had no spares in his possession.
As for his own Mangekyo, those were reserved for Sasuke to upgrade to the Eternal Mangekyo. it was impossible to use them so extravagantly for Izanami.
So what should he do?
Itachi's thoughts raced as his eyes caught sight of a certain masked man.
If all else failed, he could secretly keep an eye on "Uchiha Madara's" situation… and take some from him?
For some reason, in the corner of the base, the man wearing a swirl mask who was laughing and joking with Deidara suddenly let out a loud sneeze.
"Achoo!"
Tobi rubbed his nose, an exaggerated voice coming from beneath the mask: "Oh my, who's thinking about me?"
Deidara glanced at him: "Do you have a cold?"
"No, no!" Tobi waved his hand. "Maybe someone misses me!"
He laughed heartily, as carefree as ever.
'Damn this Sky Screen… stop talking already!'
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[Having covered the ordinary Sharingan, next is the Mangekyō Sharingan.]
Although the Sky Screen's topic shifted abruptly, everyone across countless timelines watched intently.
If what came before was just an appetizer, this was the real main course.
Even the members of the Uchiha clan had all fallen silent. Even for them, the Mangekyō Sharingan was something beyond their reach.
From ancient times to the present, the number of Uchiha who had awakened the Mangekyō could be counted on one hand.
Just because more had awakened it in recent times didn't mean it was common.
Everyone's gazes quietly drifted toward the man in the distance calmly sipping tea. Fugaku acted as if he hadn't noticed, continuing to look up at the Sky Screen. But the hand holding his teacup tightened slightly.
[The Mangekyo Sharingan is the next evolved form of the Three-Tomoe Sharingan. The conditions for awakening it are extremely harsh. Besides talent, one also needs to witness the death of a loved one before their eyes, suffering immense mental trauma to awaken it.]
The Sky Screen's voice was calm, but the content was shockingly cruel.
Witnessing the death of a loved one and suffering immense mental trauma?
Throughout the Shinobi World, countless people fell silent.
It seemed that behind every pair of Mangekyo lay a tragic past.
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[Konoha, Year 20]
Tobirama curled his lip. It wasn't that he hated the Uchiha for no reason, as this kind of uncontrollable power was truly terrifying. Who knew if one day an Uchiha might be provoked and raise their blade against former friends and family.
Just then, the scene on the Sky Screen shifted again.
A stirring musical piece began to play, and in the center of the screen, six Sharingan with different patterns slowly emerged.
The top two:
The one on the left was a blood-red pattern, then tears of blood flowed, finally transforming into a blade-like shape formed by connected tomoe. On the right, the pattern started like a gear spinning wildly, eventually becoming a shape like a four-bladed windmill.
The middle two:
The one on the left was composed of multiple rectangles, with tomoe connected end-to-end and a circular hollow structure at the head. The one on the right appeared to be under a mask, with a frantically spinning sickle shape inside.
The bottom two:
The one on the left was the most classic Mangekyo shape, with a hexagram-like pattern. The one on the right was a triangular structure composed of three Taiji patterns.
The music reached its climax, and all the Sharingan stopped spinning. Though their shapes differed, each revealed its own unique charm, emitting a blood-red glow in the darkness.
Countless people across the Shinobi World were plunged into shock.
Since when did the world have so many Mangekyo Sharingan?!
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