Half an hour earlier, Suien had thought that the ninja guarding the Hero Water suddenly switching sides was already an unlikely event, born of admiration for his personal charisma.
But not long afterward, he had encountered Kakuzu, a veteran missing-nin, and been more or less forced to lead the way.
Then they had run into Root blocking their path. He had witnessed an all-out brawl between Root and the Akatsuki and nearly been caught in the crossfire.
Surely there had to be a limit to a person's bad luck.
All I wanted was to stage a coup. Did it really have to involve this many twists and turns?
But now, staring at the two pairs of strangely shaped Sharingan before him, Jonin Suien fell into contemplation. Sharingan of this shape were practically legendary in the shinobi world. They were called Mangekyō Sharingan, weren't they?
His emotions churned, and his sweaty palm could barely hold on to his kunai!
Jonin Suien took out a water bottle, intending to drink some of the Hero Water the guard had brought him to bolster his courage.
If the Hero Water really could turn someone into a hero, surely he would stop being afraid once he drank it.
The next moment, Jonin Suien saw one pair of Sharingan spin. Then his vision went black, and he passed out on the spot.
The other missing-nin fared no differently, collapsing to the ground one after another.
"Shisui, will you be all right controlling this many ninja at once?"
Zou Hyuga looked at Shisui as he asked. Although he knew that white Zetsu cells had little incompatibility with the Mangekyō Sharingan, Shisui's eyes had already been close to blindness before.
Shisui shook his head. "I'm fine, Senior Zou. Their resistance to genjutsu is very low..."
Zou Hyuga glanced