Chapter 217
Is Danzo dead? Of course not. That old bastard is sly as hell, but damn—it was physically satisfying to watch him get zapped. No regular human should've survived that lightning.
Yet, Danzo's staggering body turned into a shadow and vanished. When he reappeared, he was already ten meters away from Sasuke. One of the Sharingan embedded in his arm slowly shut.
"The power of lightning... Ha! Too bad I can't use it. You Uchiha brat." Danzo had just learned the hard way not to pierce through Raiton no Yoroi (Lightning Release Armor) with a kunai. Zixu was visibly stunned by the ridiculousness of it all.
"Although I'm not sure what exactly happened, he was definitely dead for a moment there... When did that Sharingan close? Could it be tied to this weird technique?" Zixu squatted, narrowed his eyes, and kept observing the stalemate.
Uchiha Madara sighed, explaining calmly to Sasuke.
"Izanagi (Shadow Creation Technique), a genjutsu that warps reality. This guy's using the Sharingan like it's disposable..."
"Genjutsu that changes reality?"
"All you need to know is—it costs one Sharingan per use. It allows the user to reject any reality they don't like and choose one favorable to them," Madara said, staring at Danzo with scarlet eyes. Frankly, he couldn't understand how this idiot was managing to use it; even a dog could've executed it better.
As they spoke, Danzo was killed several times by Sasuke. He kept inching forward, clearly trying to get close enough to activate some technique—willing to burn through several Izanagi lives just to land one hit.
Sasuke's eyes stopped bleeding. After adjusting his chakra flow, he tore off the black cloth covering his eyes. What emerged were eyes that glowed with a kaleidoscopic crimson, deeper than the standard three-tomoe Sharingan.
These weren't ordinary Mangekyō Sharingan—they had evolved into the Eien no Mangekyō Sharingan (Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan). Similar to Itachi's eyes during Tsukuyomi, but sharper and more defined.