Chapter 484: Mangekyo Sharingan

Chapter 484: Mangekyo Sharingan

Reborn in Konoha as the Anbu Torturer Chapter 484 Mangekyo Sharingan

This figure was wearing a mask, so they couldn't see his specific appearance. They could only see his well-proportioned and vigorous body. Suddenly appearing in this underground cavern made Madara and the surrounding White Zetsu dumbfounded.

Only Black Zetsu, who was hiding in the dark, was different.

At a glance, he recognized that this person was the "uncle" he had seen before. Even if he was wearing a mask, he could still recognize it!

After all, for so many years.

There was only one person who could bring such a strong impact to Black Zetsu.

That was Aoba, who use Otsutsuki Toneri's name.

Of course.

Even if Black Zetsu recognized Aoba's identity, he did not show himself. Now his plan did not allow him to stand out. He absolutely could not risk exposing his existence.

This was also Black Zetsu's mentality that Aoba had grasped.

Black Zetsu did not dare to expose himself, so he would not expose him.

"Who are you?"

When the white-haired Madara saw Aoba, shock flashed through his blood-red eyes, and he quickly returned to his normal state. He did not show too much panic in front of Aoba.

However.

This was only what Madara tried to maintain.

In his heart, he was already extremely shocked.Vissit novelbin(.)c.om for updates

Why?

Why would someone come here?

What exactly was going on?

One question after another appeared in Madara's mind. His heart was particularly shocked. After all, this kind of thing was very abnormal no matter how he looked at it.

"That thing doesn't matter."

Aoba shook his head lightly. Step by step, he walked toward Madara. The eyes that shone from the mask were flashing with an evil look.

"Actually."

"To you."

"Die without knowing anything."

"Is better than knowing."

"It doesn't matter if you understand me or not!"

As Aoba spoke, he had already walked to the front of Madara. He looked at this late hero, who was undoubtedly the strongest existence in the history of the Uchiha clan.

When Aoba watch Naruto in the past, during the period when Uchiha Madara appeared in succession, he was really amazed by this extraordinary person.

Especially in the part of the duel against the five Kage.

Madara showed his extraordinary personal charm to the audience of the world.

All along.

Aoba could be considered a fan of Madara.

He did not want to see this hero die.

But he also did not want to see the collapse of this person's mind.

After all.

This was one of the few people who could resist Naruto's mouth.

If he did not come to the ninja world, then there would be no such thing. But he came, and he had the opportunity to change the history of the ninja world. He hoped that in the history of the ninja world, there would not be Uchiha Madara.

This was not because Aoba hated Madara.

Instead, he respected Madara.

Just think about it.

When such a strong person revive to an era that did not belong to him in order to carry out his Eye of the Moon Plan but was dug out of his heart by Black Zetsu, and knew that everything was just a scam set up by Black Zetsu, his mentality would directly collapse, and he would finally doubt everything he had done.

This time.

Aoba did not want the story to come in that direction.

Madara could die.

Then let him die proudly!

He could not complete his plan, but he should not doubt his plan!

This was the most intuitive feeling that Aoba felt when he saw this white-haired man of the past!

Because of this.

Aoba said such lines.

"Die?"

Madara narrowed his eyes, and his blood-red Sharingan was filled with intense anger. He was Uchiha Madara, a ninja at the top of the ninja world. The only person who could be compared with him was Hashirama. Even Hashirama couldn't kill him, let alone this mysterious person in front of him.

Hum, Hum!

The blood-red Sharingan of Uchiha Madara surged with chakra. It had to be said that he was really exhausted now. Relying on Gedo Statue to save his life, his fighting strength was very limited, and he was no longer as heroic as before.

For a moment.

Madara chose to attack first. He was very clear about his current situation. There were not many choices left for him. He had to attack first, and there was only one chance. If he failed, he would lose the ability to resist.

But if he did not attack first...

He might not even have this chance.

Hum!

At this moment.

Madara's two Sharingan shot out a brilliant light. He used a genjutsu that he would rarely use in his previous battles, but this was the most convenient technique for him to use right now.

Threads of light containing chakra radiated from the Sharingan and projected into Aoba's eyes.

Almost in an instant.

A sea of fire appeared in Aoba's eyes, and even his surroundings became extremely hot. This feeling was like throwing him into the sun, and he could be roasted and melted at any time.

Madara's body shook and after that fell heavily to the ground, making a heavy sound.

At this point.

Uchiha Madara had fallen.

...

In the dark.

After seeing this scene, Black Zetsu was in a bad mood, and his face was full of black lines.

Finished.

It was all over.

The plan failed again!

Black Zetsu finally found Uchiha Madara who was feigning death in the coffin and helped him get the Rinnegan, but now, everything was over.

Now, there were only two paths waiting for him.

The first was to plan again, looking for the next generation of Indra and Asura chakra reincarnation, and repeating his plan again and again.

The second was to choose to believe in this "uncle" Toneri and see if this "uncle" could really help him save his mother.

Except for these two paths.

He had no other way to go.

However.

Black Zetsu was upset.

He was not too upset.

After all, he had already experienced this many times.

Even he himself could not remember.

Moreover.

Most importantly...

In the past, he only had one path to take, and that was to constantly wait for the reincarnation of Indra and Asura's chakra, but now he had another path to take.

That was to believe in this "uncle".

Thinking of this.

Black Zetsu still remained silent. He was quietly watching the follow-up development.

...

Aoba looked at Madara who had fallen to the ground, and his heart calmed down. As Madara fell, the story of this man from the last era came to an end.

"This is the best result I think of you. I hope no one will disturb you in the future!"

Aoba slowly lowered his head, and his right hand pressed on Madara's head.

Hum!

At this moment.

Aoba's body shook.

A mysterious energy surged out of his body.

"Ding Dong! Successfully Read Uchiha Madara's Memory! Obtained: Mangekyo Sharingan!"

Along with this clear and crisp electronic prompt.

Aoba felt this mysterious ability flowing on his body along his meridians. Almost all the chakra in his body moved and converged toward the direction of his eyes.

Hum!

In an instant.

Aoba's pitch-black eyes changed, directly turning blood red.

It was the Sharingan of the Uchiha clan.

However.

He was not a member of the Uchiha clan.

However, he had obtained the purest Sharingan given to him by the system.

It was completely different from those who rob the eye and stuffed it in later.

All of a sudden.

The blood-red light of the Sharingan appeared.

There was a black magatama beside the black pupil. It was the single tomoe Sharingan.

Hum!

The magatama of the single tomoe Sharingan trembled a bit, and then dispersed into two, becoming two tomoe Sharingan.

Immediately after.

The two magatamas began to spin.

Another magatama appeared.

The spinning also stopped.

At this moment, Aoba's Sharingan directly transformed into three tomoe Sharingan.

Finally.

The three magatamas started to rotate, connecting together and advancing to Mangekyo Sharingan.

The pattern of Mangekyo Sharingan was exactly the same as the pattern of Madara's Mangekyo Sharingan.

"This is Mangekyo Sharingan?!"

An unprecedented feeling appeared in Aoba's line of sight. Along with the surge of chakra toward the eyeball, everything that could be seen in his field of vision changed, and everything became more subtle and detailed.

The next moment.

Aoba put away the chakra to his eyes, and that special feeling disappeared. His Mangekyo suddenly disappeared, and his pitch-black eyeball was restored.

"This is the switch for Sharingan, right?"

This was the first time Aoba felt the Sharingan. If he transplanted a Sharingan, then he would have no way to turn off the switch, and it would continuously extract the chakra in his body.