Could it be him?
Kakashi the Wanderer through his mind, he couldn't help but think of the guy who always covered his eyes with bandages.
Indeed, Kakashi the Wanderer had already pointed his suspicions at Danzo the Wanderer, even though he kept his eye covered by bandages, not wanting anyone to see his unusual eye.
As it turns out, none of this was a problem for the Kakashi the Wanderer. The Sharingan isn't something only Uchiha people can use.
The Uchiha used, so naturally I could see the Kakashi the Wanderer Mangekyō Sharingan Danzo the Wanderer, as well as his strange arm covered in Sharingan.
Furthermore, the very image of the Danzo the Wanderer gives him an impression of evil and gloom. It can be said that, both subjectively and objectively, the Danzo the Wanderer fits the criteria.
The Obito the Wanderer was standing nearby, was no fool either. Naturally, he suspected the Danzo the Wanderer, but he didn't make a fuss. Instead, he was thinking about a question.
The fact that Danzo the Wanderer, could cast Genjutsu on himself without anyone noticing already demonstrates the power of his Mangekyō Sharingan.
At the same time, another question arises: what exactly was the Genjutsu that Danzo, the Danzo the Wanderer on him?
In reality, Danzo the Wanderer was merely using his Obito the Wanderer Mangekyō Sharingan manipulate Obito's timeline, keeping him under his control for an extended period. Had Kakashi the Wanderer not discovered this in time, Obito the Wanderer would likely have become Danzo the Wanderer's puppet long ago.
What about Danzo the Wanderer at this time?
Because Obito the Wanderer once again activated the Rinnegan's power, he tore through the Genjutsu that Danzo the Wanderer had placed on him, causing Danzo the Wanderer to suffer a backlash once more.
Danzo, Danzo the Wanderer the moon outside, suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and turned deathly pale. What Danzo the Wanderer even more unbearable was the burning sensation from the Mangekyō Sharingan, as if someone was cooking his eyeball over a raging fire.
This feeling almost made the Danzo the Wanderer lose his reason, and he rolled on the ground without caring about his image.
"Sir, what's wrong?"
"Grown ups..."
Several samurai nearby rushed over upon hearing the commotion, but they were dumbfounded when they saw Danzo lying on the ground, Danzo the Wanderer around frantically. What was their master doing?
The flustered samurai were at a loss for what to do.
Should we help them up, or not?
It's better to be safe than sorry. What if it's the wandering Lord Danzo's cultivating?
If Danzo the Danzo the Wanderer knew that his subordinates were thinking this way, he would definitely make that guy pay. In that case, even death would be too good for him.
Finally, Danzo the Wanderer, unable to bear the pain any longer, fainted from the agony, and the backlash finally came to an end.
When Danzo the Wanderer woke up, he was already in bed. He struggled to open his eyes and could still clearly feel the stinging sensation from his Mangekyō Sharingan.
"Am I... being attacked from behind?"
With difficulty, Danzo the Wanderer raised his right hand and looked at the Sharingan that was still spinning wildly, which calmed his unease somewhat.
Meanwhile, Danzo the Wanderer, was also pondering the question: who exactly had he cast the Genjutsu on, that it would have such a strong backlash?
But no matter how much he thought about it, Danzo the Wanderer couldn't figure it out, or rather, he couldn't think of it, because Danzo the Wanderer's entire soul had become that of a lamb to the slaughter, imprisoned in Konoha's dungeon, never to see the light of day again, waiting to have its life harvested.
In that dark and hopeless environment, he didn't want to die more than anyone else, and he craved power more than anyone else.
After suddenly arriving in this strange world and gaining this incredibly powerful body and strength, his mentality inevitably changed, causing him to become extremely arrogant without realizing it.
He didn't take the people in the Wanderer World seriously at all, including Obito, who was affected by the Mangekyō Sharingan Obito the Wanderer.
"Could it be related to those two brats?"
Indeed, the first Danzo the Wanderer thought of were Naruto and Sasuke. Although his memories were fragmented, he recognized them at a glance after seeing them. It was the two of them who had shattered his plans back in the Shinobi World.
He killed Hiruzen Sarutobi, wiped out the entire Uchiha Clan Massacre, disbanded the Root he had cultivated for so long, and was imprisoned, awaiting the Uchiha's execution.
He had thought his life was over and he would never have the chance to avenge himself against Naruto Sasuke, but fate played a cruel trick on him, and he ended up meeting Naruto and Sasuke in another world.
"Hmph, it must have been those two blond brats who did this. The Demon Tribe, huh? Just wait, I will destroy all your treasured possessions."
Naruto and Sasuke were unwittingly blamed for this, and the Demon Tribe suffered an undeserved disaster.
But Danzo the Wanderer slowly lay down again, trying to calm his emotions, which were about to explode. After a long while, Danzo the Wanderer finally calmed down completely.
The most urgent task is to deal with the backlash from his Mangekyō Sharingan; he can send someone to cause trouble for the Demon Tribe later.
And so, Danzo, the Danzo the Wanderer, has already begun to think of a solution. This kind of backlash damage is naturally beyond the cure of ordinary doctors. Apart from enduring it, the only option is to use Izanagi, but it is still uncertain whether Izanagi can eliminate this negative effect.
Because Danzo the Wanderer, could sense from that Mangekyō Sharingan that the Genjutsu he had set up had not been directly broken.
In other words, as long as the person who has fallen under his Genjutsu tries to break Genjutsu again, he will suffer another backlash.
Thinking of this, Danzo the Wanderer ashen, as if he had eaten shit. He himself didn't know who the original owner had used this eye to cast Genjutsu on, and the eye couldn't be withdrawn on its own.
The subordinates guarding the Danzo the Wanderer looked at their master's face, which had turned into a palette of colors, and silently lowered their heads, becoming invisible on the spot, not daring to breathe, for fear of being implicated.
Danzo the Wanderer, naturally noticed the reaction of his subordinate. He waved his hand, signaling him to get lost.
Upon hearing this, the subordinate felt as if he had been granted a pardon and fled from Danzo the Wanderer's dormitory as if escaping.
Only Danzo the Wanderer was left, lying on the bed, constantly examining his pale arm Sharingan. Danzo the Wanderer naturally also figured out the secrets of this arm.
"I didn't expect that the Sharingan on this arm could slowly open after use."
"I wonder how the predecessor managed to do all this."
Danzo the Wanderer's voice grew fainter and fainter, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and finally he fell into a deep sleep. In his dream, he utterly wiped out the Demon Tribe with overwhelming force, and even hung those two little devils up and beat them...
No one saw that, in his sleep, the Danzo the Wanderer had a slight smile playing on his lips...