The thick smell of blood permeated the base, and the expressions of the dead Root Shinobi were still frozen in horror. Smoker's figure strangely appeared behind Shimura Danzo, and his five fingers glowed with the color of black steel.
Whoosh!
The air was torn apart, the white bandages were dyed red with blood, and a large piece of flesh was cut off from the back of Danzo's head, and several bloody finger hooks were branded on his skull, causing burning pain.
Danzo's head turned forward, and a monster condensed from black ink collided with Smoker's palm, but the latter easily grabbed it and crushed it.
The black ink splashed, and some of it fell on Smoker's black robe. He glanced at the masked Root Shinobi with a brush in his hand, and his figure instantly flashed, and a sharp sonic boom resounded in the air.
An overwhelming number of Shuriken covered in black mist smashed the monsters that ran out of the flower into pieces. Then, Smoker's index finger straightened like a spear and pierced through the Shinobi's forehead.
The mask broke and fell, revealing the horrified face of the Root Shinobi behind it.
Smoker pulled his finger back, turned around, and released black mist from his body, blocking the entrance and exit of the base.
Gana also killed a guy who had insects crawling out of his body. In their eyes, the elites trained by Shimura Danzo were no different from the minions, and they were all trash that could be easily crushed.
Originally, Shimura Danzo wanted to escape, but at this moment, looking at the tragic corpses on the ground, and the only one left in the huge Root base, he immediately gave up on the idea of escaping. Root was half of his heart's blood, and now it was all destroyed.
Shimura Danzo gently opened his sleeve, revealing a wrinkled arm, and turned his wrist upward, revealing a row of scarlet eyes lined up on his arm.
"You really transplanted the Sharingan into your own body, heh heh heh, I guessed it right!" Orochimaru stood in the middle of the corpses on the ground and laughed sinisterly.
The black tomoe above the scarlet eyes was spinning strangely, and it was indescribably beautiful. The moment Shimura Danzo revealed his arm, Gana stared straight at him with a fascinated look in his eyes. "These eyes are so beautiful that I have never seen them embedded in a wrinkled arm, what a waste!"
While speaking, Gana slowly stretched out his smooth white arm from the black robe, revealing a row of rolling eyes. "Only I, Gana, deserve to have so many beautiful eyes!"
Shimura Danzo's pupils shrank to the size of a needle. The eyes on Gana's arm were no different from those of ordinary people, and he clearly couldn't feel any eye power, but … there was another huge and evil power that he didn't understand coming out of those eyes, as if there were evil ghosts staring at him through those eyes.
"Did you pick it yourself? Or do you want me to do it myself? "
Gana took a deep breath, and a bloody smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. A horrifying scene appeared. Cold mirrors appeared out of thin air around Shimura Danzo, and cold faces appeared in those mirrors, staring at Shimura Danzo with empty and vicious eyes.
His scalp tingled, and a gloomy chill spread from the soles of his feet along his spine. Shimura Danzo looked at the strange figures in the mirrors, and each of them had a cruel and greedy sneer on their faces, as if they couldn't wait to rush out of the mirrors and tear him to pieces.
"That's Hyuga Hiashi!"
Suddenly, Shimura Danzo's eyes were fixed on one of the mirrors. A man in a white robe with empty eyes, as if someone had dug out his eyes while he was still alive, and blue veins were bulging on his forehead. It was none other than the Clan Leader of the Hyuga Clan, Hyuga Hiashi.
"Every time I find a treasure, I will dig out his eyes and sew them into my body, so a part of their soul will be imprisoned in the mirror, never to be reincarnated." Gana licked his lips, and every word that came out of his mouth made Shimura Danzo feel the temperature around him drop. "But I've been trying my best to implant beautiful eyes into them, but it's too difficult. Until you appeared in front of me, hehehe ~"
"Madman!"
Shimura Danzo's heart kept falling. If what Gana said was true, then the ability of this apostle in front of him was too strange and terrifying.
"Eyes, imprisoned soul!!!" Orochimaru's eyes narrowed into slits, and he felt as if he had heard something extraordinary, and the more he learned, the more mysterious the apostle became in his heart.
"I said so much to thank you for your gift!"
As soon as his voice fell!
Shimura Danzo's heart suddenly twitched, and he felt that his soul was strangely pulled out, and he was reflected in the mirror. At the same time, the figure in the mirror raised his hand, and five fingers together like a knife piercing through tofu, penetrating his chest.
His heart burst, and blood gushed out of his throat. Shimura Danzo was horrified to see a penetrating and tearing wound on his chest at the same time, just like the image reflected in the mirror.
"The reflection in the mirror can be reflected in reality? Is it an illusion that can interfere with reality? "
Shimura Danzo spat out a mouthful of black blood, and the Sharingan on his arm quickly rotated, emitting a sticky red light. In the next second, the wound on Shimura Danzo's body healed immediately, as if everything was reset.
"Izanagi!"
Shimura Danzo roared, and the scarlet Sharingan on his arm suddenly went out, as if it had withered and lost its luster.
"Izanagi, a forbidden technique of the Uchiha Clan, its function is to record the state of the caster with the Sharingan at the moment of the ninjutsu's activation, and then during the effective time of the ninjutsu, any damage suffered by the caster, including the death of the caster, can be physically restored to the state recorded by the Sharingan.
The price is that the eye that uses Izanagi will lose its light. "Orochimaru stood aside and explained to the stunned Gana and Smoker.
"The ninjutsu of this world is really interesting!" Smoker scratched his head, he didn't have much interest in those eyes, he just felt that it was interesting.
"One of the eyes is destroyed!" Hearing this, Gana's face sank, and although he was a little sad about the loss of one of his eyes, the desire in his eyes became even more intense.
Silently, a red blood mist emerged from Gana's body. The red blood mist was thick and sticky, infecting all the air around it. It was as if some kind of terrifying creature was awakening in the air. Suddenly, countless blood-colored tentacles wrapped around Shimura Danzo's body.
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