Gaze in the Dark

Mist slowly rose, veiling the bathroom glass in a thin layer of mist.

Through the hazy glass, a figure slowly removed his clothes, revealing his body.

"Cough, cough!"

Danzo slowly took off his clothes, then unwound the bandages wrapped around his arm and eye layer by layer.

Then he looked at himself in the mirror.

Due to the transplanted Hashirama Cells, the prosthetic limb that had been wrapped in bandages was a deathly pale color, with a woody texture.

Dense clusters of eyes stared out at the world from the grayish-white arm.

They were ten Sharingan.

Together with the one in his eye, there were eleven Sharingan in total.

It was precisely with these eleven Sharingan that he could suppress the erosion of the Hashirama Cells on his body.

Yet even this power was worlds apart from the version of himself in the dream.

"What kind of power was that?"

Danzo stared at his reflection, deep in thought.

The scenes from the illusion replayed continuously in his mind.

The terrifying power of the scarlet tentacles erupting from his body, capable of instantly killing Hiruzen Sarutobi and the others.

It was with that power that Danzo had slaughtered his way through the illusion and ultimately become the new God of Shinobi!

After bathing, Danzo put back on his customary kimono and once again wrapped his arm and eye in bandages layer by layer.

Whether it was Wood Release or the eleven Sharingan he possessed, they were Danzo's final trump cards and could not be shown to others lightly.

Especially the Sharingan.

Although Danzo, like his teacher, regarded the Uchiha Clan as an evil clan, he could not deny that the Uchiha Clan was still powerful.

If they discovered that he had implanted so many Sharingan, there would undoubtedly be trouble.

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