Black ripples appeared on the mirror, just like the scene from before. The pitch-black color was like wild ink. When it blended into the cracked eye socket, the entire mirror was instantly dyed black, so black that one couldn't even see their fingers.
There was no light.
The surface of the mirror was dark, and no reflection could be seen. However, a strange black light was reflected and pierced into Gana's eyeball.
The deep light seemed to corrode and pollute the space. The evil and gloomy power filled Gana's eye sockets, threatening to burst. The tyrannical power seemed to violate the laws of this world. The gloomy power rampaged in his eye sockets. Even the Eternal Kaleidoscope's Sharingan was trembling as it cracked open a small crack.
The evil and gloomy power spread through the gap in his eye socket to his brain. His entire face twisted, and the terrible pain seemed to tear his soul apart.
If it was a normal human's soul, it would have been instantly torn apart by this power. However … the souls of apostles were not normal humans. Their souls were sewn together by countless black shadows. It looked extremely terrifying, but also extremely tough and indestructible.
Their souls belonged to the broodmother, to Yarlin!
The gloomy power could not tear apart the black clothes of the soul. Fortunately, it swept towards Gana's body. In an instant, Gana's skin cracked inch by inch, like the skin of an orange. The creases rolled up, revealing the white bones underneath.
Countless rust worms wriggled and tried to heal Gana, but they were drowned by the cold power like waves of a tidal wave.
His skin cracked, his cheeks twisted, and his eyes sunk in. It was as if all his blood, flesh, and spirit had been sucked out by the eye socket.
Crack!
Gana's neck turned stiffly, and one of the Sharingan on his arm shattered.
Time flowed strangely, as if the rules of this world were deceived and deceived. Gana's body recovered, and then the eternal darkness of the Mangekyo Sharingan once again engulfed him crazily.
"The body is disintegrating and reforming. Is this the wrong way?"
Enel narrowed his eyes and looked at Gana, who was suffering from severe pain, and said coldly, "Are you sure you don't want to pull out that eye? You might really die if you don't pull it out!"
Enel recognized Gana's strength. Although they were indifferent to life and death, it was not worth it to die like this.
"Pull it out? Are you kidding me? The closer I am to death, the more terrifying the power of the eye is. I want it!"
Gana bared his teeth. Three Sharingan had been broken, which meant he had broken and reformed three times. He had endured the pain of his body breaking and reforming three times.
Gana's face was twisted with madness. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the edge of his palm covered in black mist. A white cloak was drenched in the rain.
Yarlin lowered his head, and his pupils shrank slightly. The cross between his eyebrows was deep and mysterious. A scarlet spider was lying on his shoulder. On the back of the spider's carapace was the face of the Grim Reaper. It was also looking at Gana curiously.
"Cana, you're an apostle that I value a lot. It's not a problem for me to dig out that eye and find a new one. However, if you want to gamble with your life, that's your choice. I won't stop you!"
"Whether you live or die in the end, I will not stop you!"
Yarlin's voice echoed in Gana's soul over and over again. "Your soul belongs to me, but whether you live or die is up to you. This is the right you deserve as an apostle!"
Another Sharingan exploded, and its luster was extinguished.
Gana's mouth was full of madness and madness. "This is not the right to commit suicide. This is the highest honor an apostle can have!"
Behind Yarlin, the apostles in black robes walked out and stood on the edge of the palm. They all looked at Gana seriously.
As apostles, they were Yarlin's sharpest weapons. They did not have the right to choose whether they lived or died. They had to follow Yarlin's will. The value and meaning of their lives was to carry out Yarlin's will.
"Gana, even if you die here today, you will die with honor!" All the apostles thought at the same time.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After a series of explosions, the darkness in Gana's eyes dimmed. Gana opened his eyes wide and stared at the mirror in front of him. Behind the mirror, there seemed to be strange ripples. Something was about to emerge from the darkness.
Maybe it would be the next time, or maybe it would never happen again!
The series of Sharingan on his arm exploded one by one, leaving only the last Sharingan still rotating at a very fast speed, as if it would explode at any time.
"Last one, if you die, Gana, the title of the seventh apostle will belong to someone else!" Enel, who was the closest to Gana, said coldly as he saw the crack on the Sharingan.
"Die?"
Gana didn't care about death!
"The title of the seventh apostle can only belong to me!"
But Gana would never allow this title to belong to someone else. He roared in a low voice. If anyone dared to take the title of the seventh apostle, even if he died, he would turn into a ghost and come back to haunt them.
Bang!
The last Sharingan exploded, and all the Sharingans he took from Danzo's arm were used up. The last Izanagi technique was activated.
Gana's body returned to its original state. The vertical crack in the eye of the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan grew dimmer and dimmer. The "ink stain" in the dark mirror quickly faded away, and Gana's figure slowly emerged from it.
His cheeks were withering, and the cracked skin was slowly withering. Black flames escaped from the skin and burned Gana's body little by little.
It was like a race against time, but no one knew if Gana would be engulfed by the black flames first, or if the figure in the mirror would emerge first.
The Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan was rotating strangely, and the vertical lines were slowly shrinking, becoming narrower and narrower. However, Gana's body also seemed to have reached the end of its life, and was about to wither away.
"I!"
"Gana!"
"The seventh apostle!"
"I must be the strongest apostle under Yarlin!"
His body was withering, and when the last flame covered his head, his entire body was burned into pieces of black debris that fluttered in the air. His remaining roar was still echoing in the air, unwilling to accept his fate …
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