Tsukuyomi · Danzo

Obito's manic appearance made Black Zetsu realize a problem.

Uchiha Yuan's ability...

It might be like a virus, capable of controlling other Sharingan.

As Obito prepared to leave with Uchiha Yuan's Mangekyo Sharingan, two figures appeared simultaneously...

Deva Path Pain and Uchiha Itachi!

Without the slightest hesitation, Deva Path Pain launched an attack first.

He raised his hand to release a powerful repulsive force, which swept forward like a surging tide, the shockwave devouring everything in its path.

Uchiha Itachi stood behind Obito, releasing the black flames of Amaterasu to burn...

Obito's figure turned intangible within the black flames; space froze at that moment, and the temperature rose sharply.

He quickly formed hand seals, and a massive energy fluctuation erupted instantly, blocking the joint attack from Pain and Itachi.

"Are you two trying to challenge Uchiha Madara?"

Uchiha Itachi glanced at Deva Path Pain beside him: "Do not engage in any verbal communication with him!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure flashed; Uchiha Itachi's body transformed into countless crows, which then scattered and converged to reappear behind Obito.

A second wave of Amaterasu's black flames struck, and Obito instinctively turned intangible, dodging the lethal blow.

The unexpected happened.

Deva Path Pain seized the opportunity to release a powerful gravitational force, and everything in the surroundings was pulled by the violent power, converging toward the center.

Just as Obito intended to counterattack, the bottle containing Uchiha Yuan's Sharingan was being tugged by Pain's gravity.

Then...

Uchiha Itachi's figure swept past like a ghost.

His target was the bottle in Obito's hand...

Seizing the moment, he grasped the bottle firmly with unerring accuracy, his movements so fast they were almost impossible to track.

"Uchiha Itachi!"

Obito became even more frantic, growling in a low voice...

"Put that eye down! That is her hope..."

Her?

Although Uchiha Itachi desperately wanted to ask who she was...

Fearing that Obito might be under some strange Word Spirit curse...

Uchiha Itachi chose to stay silent and not say a single word!

He was now certain that the mysterious Uchiha clansman before him...

Had already been controlled by Uchiha Yuan...

Yuan's ability... was likely another, upgraded version of Kotoamatsukami...

"You don't understand at all..."

The patterns in his Sharingan spun wildly, and ripples of distortion appeared in space.

His figure began to turn intangible, as if about to escape into another dimension.

"He cannot be allowed to escape!"

Pain said in a deep voice, raising his hand to release a repulsive force once more.

Uchiha Itachi appeared before Obito and activated Tsukuyomi!

Before Obito could even react, his gaze was forced to meet Itachi's deep, Mangekyo Sharingan.

In an instant, Obito's consciousness was dragged into the world of consciousness meticulously constructed by Itachi.

This was a place of endless darkness.

The lake was scarlet and viscous, emitting a suffocating, bloody scent; in the center of the lake, Obito, wearing his spiral-patterned mask, stood silently.

He looked down at his feet and became very quiet.

Uchiha Itachi did not say much.

In an instant, the blood-colored lake began to boil; the scarlet surface suddenly expanded, whipping up countless waves that, like a hungry abyss, surged forward to devour Obito frantically.

In a split second, however, everything underwent a bizarre transformation.

Itachi felt space spin violently; in the upheaval, he had actually swapped positions with Obito.

The giant waves of the lake were now surging toward him with even greater momentum!

His entire body was rapidly submerged into the scarlet lake surface.

"Itachi..."

The voice from behind the mask was no longer Obito's voice...

It was a colder tone...

So cold it was nearly numb.

"Do you wish to slaughter the Uchiha once again?"

The tone...

It was low to a hair-raising degree.

Uchiha Itachi suppressed his inner emotions, his Mangekyo Sharingan igniting with even greater ocular power as he attempted to seize control of this space once more.

The Masked Man...

Remained completely unaffected by his Tsukuyomi, standing calmly in the center of the lake without moving a single step.

How could this be?

Just as Itachi went all out to break through this abnormal situation, he noticed that within the darkness behind the Masked Man, countless eerie red lights were gradually emerging.

These red lights became clearer and clearer, revealing themselves to be pairs of scarlet Sharingan!

Dozens, hundreds of Sharingan appeared simultaneously behind Obito, densely packed together like the gazes of countless restless spirits, staring coldly at Itachi.

Not only that, the Masked Man slowly raised his palm, and a scarlet Sharingan eerily opened in the center of it!

"How is this possible..."

Uchiha Itachi was shaken to his core.

Memories instantly flooded back to the night of the Uchiha Clan massacre; those deceased clansmen, those once-warm faces, now seemed to have transformed into pairs of cold, accusing eyes, staring fiercely at him.

The most critical part was...

The air was permeated with an indescribable eeriness and pressure.

The Masked Man quietly removed that swirl-patterned mask and slowly looked up, revealing his true face.

"Danzō!"

It was actually Shimura Danzō!

How could this be? How could the Masked Man be Danzō...

For a moment, Uchiha Itachi felt his brain short-circuit, unable to think...

"Itachi, you seem quite surprised?"

"What is going on..."

Uchiha Itachi stared at the person before him...

"Who exactly are you?"

Danzō did not answer, merely spreading his arms slowly. The countless Sharingan behind him seemed to receive some sort of guidance, all lighting up with a scarlet glow in an instant, fixing their gaze upon Itachi in unison.

"The power of your Uchiha Clan is indeed astonishing..."

The increasingly bizarre Danzō, his entire body covered in Sharingan, presented a terrifying appearance that exceeded his imagination and understanding.

Approaching step by step, the blood-colored lake surged in his wake, massive waves sweeping forth as Itachi struggled against the endless pressure within this mental world.

"Itachi, aren't you a spy for Konoha? Why are you so nervous to see me?"

Danzō's tone was cold and arrogant.

"Your ocular power and your pain are now all being used by me!"

"Shut up!"

Uchiha Itachi suppressed his voice, roaring in anger, but Danzō merely sneered, completely unmoved.

"How much longer can you resist, Itachi? You once slaughtered your own clansmen with your own hands; do you now harbor the delusion that you can oppose me once more?"

Itachi stared at Danzō, who was being consumed by the Sharingan, an unspeakable rage surging in his heart.

Just as he was about to be completely swallowed, his Mangekyo Sharingan suddenly erupted with a violent surge of ocular power!

The ocular power exploded, and the entire world of consciousness shook violently.

In an instant, the darkness shattered, the blood-colored lake collapsed, and the Masked Man, who had taken the form of Obito... flickered into view before him.

Uchiha Yuan's eyes landed once again on the Masked Man's hand.

"Are you Uchiha Madara, or are you Shimura Danzō?"

Nagato and Black Zetsu: "...!?"

On the other side, inside the Konoha Root base.

Strange... I actually just had a dream, and I even dreamt of Uchiha Itachi...

Opening his eyes, Danzō looked up vigilantly...

The dream just now... it was too real.

Could it be because I have transplanted too many Sharingan?