Tsukuyomi on the Face! Orochimaru Feels So Good!

"Aaaaaah!!! What kind of flame is this?!"

The pitch-black flames resembled hellfire, their scorching, bone-chilling heat causing Orochimaru to let out a ferocious scream.

His appearance was extremely miserable; most of his body had been burned, and only half of his body remained, twisting and rolling on the floor.

Uchiha Itachi's eyes were bloodshot, and the bloodstains flowing from his eye sockets made his slightly childish face look somewhat ferocious.

His eyes no longer held the three black Tomoe, but instead displayed intricate patterns resembling Shuriken.

Not long after, Orochimaru's wailing finally stopped, leaving only a charred, unrecognizable mass of flesh, which turned to ashes under the scorching heat of the black flames.

"Sasuke!"

In a moment of crisis, Itachi rushed to Sasuke, who was lying on the floor, and scooped him up in his arms.

Sasuke was terrified, his face pale and his lips trembling as he stared at Itachi in front of him.

"Nissan... your eyes..."

"What?"

Itachi was startled, only then noticing the change in his eyes.

As the tip of his right finger lightly brushed past his eyes, Itachi clearly felt the terrifying power residing in them.

That's power far exceeding that of Mitsudomoe!

Magnificent! Cold! Powerful...

Itachi had seen this power in someone before, and although he was far from being able to compare with him, it was a power from the same source.

The future Mangekyo Sharingan of the Uchiha Mirai.

I've actually awakened this legendary power?

A sense of shock welled up in Itachi's heart.

Unlike the original timeline, this period saw the Uchiha Mirai rise to power, with the three Mangekyo Sharingan of the Uchiha Clan resounding throughout the Ninja World.

The Uchiha Clan already had a clear understanding of the Mangekyou Mangekyo Sharingan, which was known as the power of the gods.

Itachi remembered that Mirai had once told him that the awakening of the Mangekyo Sharingan required strong mental stimulation.

Could it be that my protective instincts towards my younger brother triggered this Mangekyo Sharingan within me?

The more Itachi thought about it, the more convinced he became.

When Orochimaru threatened him with Sasuke, he felt like he couldn't breathe and his eyes were in excruciating pain as if they were about to burst.

Little brother! I absolutely will not allow anyone to hurt my little brother!

This belief burned fiercely in his heart like a flame.

Then... Orochimaru caught fire.

From this perspective, it seems that Orochimaru unintentionally triggered him to awaken the Mangekyo Sharingan.

After figuring this out, Itachi finally breathed a sigh of relief and gently stroked Sasuke's hair with a tender smile.

"Sasuke, we're safe now. Father and the others will be back soon..."

Before he could finish speaking, the floor behind him suddenly burst open, Sasuke in front of him screamed in terror, as if he had seen something extremely horrifying.

"Nissan!!!"

Directly behind Itachi, Orochimaru's head emerged from the floor, his neck stretching dozens of times longer, his eyes burning with fervor as he lunged to bite Itachi's neck.

"Your body is mine now!!!"

Mangekyo Sharingan at 11 years old!

Orochimaru was beyond words with his ecstasy!

Even in the history of the Uchiha Clan, such a genius is absolutely unique!!!

Saliva-covered teeth were almost within reach, and Orochimaru could almost see himself possessing Itachi's body.

The next second!

Itachi turned his head, his eyes cold and sinister, and the black pattern resembling Shuriken came into Orochimaru's view.

His eyes momentarily went blank.

The world around him suddenly transformed, and Orochimaru found himself in a crimson world, his body firmly bound to a cross.

One after another, Uchiha Itachi appeared from all around, plunging their long swords into his body.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

The intense mental anguish contorted Orochimaru's face, causing him to let out a pitiful wail.

The Genjutsu shattered.

Orochimaru gasped for breath, staring in terror at Itachi's cold eyes.

"What kind of ability is this? I actually..."

The mental anguish felt incredibly real; in an instant, Orochimaru felt as if he had endured hours of torment within the Genjutsu space.

"Tsukuyomi, the Dōjutsu residing in my eyes."

Itachi stared at Orochimaru in front of him.

"It's a pity this was my first time using it, and I'm not skilled enough yet, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to escape so easily."

His calm voice sent a chill down Orochimaru.

Black flames never before heard of, and this almost impossible-to-defend mental Genjutsu.

Is this the terror of the Mangekyo Sharingan Dōjutsu?

The former is manageable; with the Great Snake Flow Substitution Technique, he can escape at a certain cost. But the latter's mental Genjutsu...

Orochimaru swallowed hard.

Although his Genjutsu skills were not weak, he had almost no chance of resisting such a miraculous Dōjutsu.

In other words...

Itachi now possesses abilities that pose a threat to him!

Orochimaru was caught in a struggle, his heart filled with turmoil.

It's unrealistic to expect to defeat Itachi, who has awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan, in a short time.

This is Uchiha Clan Compound; Uchiha Clan members could come to our aid at any time.

If this continues, who knows what might happen?

"Kid, I'll remember you!"

Orochimaru reluctantly turned his gaze away from Itachi, then dashed out of the house with lightning speed, disappearing from Itachi's sight in the blink of an eye.

But Itachi did not lower his guard, and continued to stare intently at the spot where Orochimaru had left.

Time passed slowly, but the suffocating pressure in the air did not dissipate.

Sasuke's forehead was beaded with sweat as he nervously watched Itachi beside him.

At a certain moment, Itachi finally confirmed that he was safe. His tense mind relaxed, and he collapsed, his vision going black.

The prolonged and intense battle, coupled with the repeated use of the Mangekyo Sharingan Dōjutsu, had already pushed his mental and physical limits to the brink.

That confident demeanor just now was merely to intimidate Orochimaru.

If Orochimaru hadn't chosen to leave, but instead fought him to the death, he would have ultimately been the one to lose.

Fortunately, he won his gamble.

"Niisan! Niisan!!!"

Sasuke lay beside the unconscious Itachi, shaking his body frantically.