Ninja Cats alone would not have shocked Konan. What stunned her were their eyes.
Those eyes were a deep, pale violet, with none of the usual division between pupil and white.
Centered on a black dot, fine black rings rippled outward like water, covering the entire iris.
There were no tomoe, no sharp angles, only rings of calm, unending patterns.
When their gaze fell on her, there was neither joy nor anger. Only an ancient, cold authority that looked down on all living things and held power over life and death.
They were Rinnegan, the same eyes Nagato possessed.
"The Rinnegan?!"
Nagato's eyelids twitched sharply where his true body lay hidden aboard Yatagarasu. His gaze locked on the six positions within the Six Red Yang Formation.
These cats did not have Rinnegan in both eyes. Only their right eyes were Rinnegan, but their left eyes were extraordinary too.
They were the same eyes Itachi had: the Uchiha Clan's Ultimate Dojutsu—the Mangekyō Sharingan.
What was going on? How did these Ninja Cats have the same Rinnegan as me?
Of the Three Great Dojutsu, the Rinnegan existed only in legend. They were the eyes of the Sage of Six Paths.
If they were the Sage of Six Paths' eyes, they could not be as common as the Sharingan or Byakugan, with everyone in their respective clans possessing a pair.
If a bloodline that inherited the Rinnegan truly existed, that clan would be terrifying.
People generally believed a person with the Rinnegan was born divine—and that divinity belonged to one person alone.
Konan analyzed the situation quickly. "Nagato, those Ninja Cats can't all have real Rinnegan. They're Six Paths puppets, just like Yahiko."
Nagato caught on, and his attention shifted to the very center: the enormous Light Cocoon.
Six Ninja Cats, all with