"One hundred and thirty-four people. Every Uchiha Clan ninja was wiped out! Make do with survival of the fittest for now!"
More than a hundred members of the Uchiha Clan had been taken in by Mingye, but quite a few had also died. After all, some had to be left behind as evidence. Among the Sharingan of those sacrificed, there were always one or two Three Tomoe ones—like the kind Uchiha Shisui now held in his hand.
"Shisui! You no longer have anything you want to protect, nor anything you can protect. The rest of your life belongs to me. Do you understand?"
He cast out the bait and continued fishing. Honestly, if he had not needed to avoid Zetsu while keeping an eye on the Uchiha Clan, he would have gone home to sleep long ago. Still, he had to continue persuading Shisui. Shisui was now his weapon, and all Mingye cared about was that this weapon would not hurt him and would be incomparably sharp. He had no interest in anything else.
"I never expected that little Uchiha Itachi to possess such powerful abilities! That innate black flame is definitely the strongest among all of us who have awakened our eyes! Unlike my enhancement of constant genjutsu, unlike Shisui's enhancement of space ninjutsu and mental genjutsu, and unlike Big Brother's all-around enhancement. But come to think of it, Third Brother, what exactly does your Sharingan enhance?"
Izuna was curious. None of their Mangekyō Sharingan had created a ninjutsu like Uchiha Itachi's. That black flame was absolutely unique. As for Mingye's abilities, Izuna seemed never to have seen them, and Mingye had never mentioned them.
"Me? I don't know either! I've forgotten! Why remember something I'll never have again? Anyway, have all the eyeballs been collected?"
He did not