My Villainous Life Starting with Naruto

Chapter 144 The so-called world is nothing more than two people.

Are you cosplaying that bastard Obito...?

Hyuga Yuto suddenly felt like laughing. With a Sharingan and a spiral mask, even Kamui can't hide his tears?

However, Hyuga Yuto knew very well that the person in front of him could not be Obito. At this time, the battle at Kannabi Bridge had not yet broken out, and Obito had not yet turned evil.

Moreover... the exposed eyes are wrong; Obito's is his right eye, while the man in front of him has his left eye.

Who could it be? Hinata Yuto pondered, taking a deep breath.

Since you can't see through that mask with your white eyes, then just take it off!

"The Yin Seal is broken!"

He murmured softly, the Hundred Healings Seal between his eyebrows disappeared, and the chakra he had been accumulating little by little over the years exploded, almost breaking through his meridians. The black rod began to vibrate like never before, and chakra like a tsunami shot out from the end of the black rod and entered Miko's body.

The girl's blood vessels ruptured, her bones creaked, unable to withstand such a massive amount of chakra.

This is how corpses should be used...

Hinata Yuto's lips curled slightly, and at the same time, Miko's corpse also laughed.

"Eight Trigrams - Empty Palm!"

The girl raised her hand, unleashing a torrent of power. If the previous strike was a precise "pressure point strike," this time it was like an entire cliff crashing down on her!

Even the best dynamic vision was useless; the man was sent flying by an empty palm strike, crashing into and breaking countless trees.

Miko's body was covered in blood. She stomped heavily on her feet and jumped above the enemy. With another empty palm strike, she knocked the man into the ground.

"You charlatan, I'll skin you alive!" The girl's impassioned voice echoed through the mountains and forests. Her body was in freefall as she prepared to cripple the man with her close-quarters, gentle fist techniques.

However, at that moment, a kunai was thrown by the man and shot towards Miko's face.

"A last-ditch effort..." Hyuga Yuto sneered, controlling Miko to throw a punch, about to knock the kunai away.

boom!

A tremendous impact erupted, which was clearly heard by Hyuga Yuto, who was two kilometers away.

The girl flew backward, her blood splattering all over the ground.

What's going on? A specially made kunai?

Hyuga Yuto frowned as he looked at his palm. Judging from the sensation Miko had given him, the recoil from hitting that kunai was no different from hitting a mountain with his body.

At the same time, the man stood up from the ground, patted the dirt off his body, and looked up.

That crimson Sharingan has changed its shape.

The three magatama fused together, their intersecting lines resembling a blooming flower with three petals, each alluringly clinging to the edge of the scarlet eyes, beautiful yet dangerous.

--kaleidoscope!

Moreover, it was a shape that Hyuga Yuto had never seen in his previous life!

"Don't mess with me, hey..." The boy from the split-family family broke out in a cold sweat.

Besides Madara, Izuna, Obito, Shisui, Itachi, and Sasuke, are there any other masters who have awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan?

Although the Uchiha clan is large and has geniuses emerging every now and then, theoretically there must be more than just a few Mangekyou Sharingan users. But even if there were, it would be something from the Warring States period. How could they possibly appear in front of me?

Different minds, different eyes, different abilities.

It seems that the power that caused the kunai to change was the eye technique of that kaleidoscope!

For ninjas, intelligence is their lifeline; facing the unknown Mangekyou Sharingan is an incredibly dangerous situation.

Run? The thought flashed through Hyuga Yuto's mind.

No... Thinking about it carefully, this might be a great opportunity to test the abilities of this unknown kaleidoscope. The worst that could happen is that Miko's body would be completely destroyed.

In the blink of an eye, Hinata Yuto made a decision, and Miko rushed forward again.

Chakra was channeled as if it were free, and three punches were thrown out, each a Yin Seal version of an empty palm strike.

The man did not dodge; instead, he threw several shuriken. With the aid of some kind of force, they broke through the air and struck Miko's corpse directly.

"Revive the crisis!"

A spherical chakra shield reappeared, and all the shuriken were embedded in it.

With an immense force, Miko was sent flying, her body tearing through the ground, her skin covered in holes, her clothes riddled with rips, a truly pitiful sight.

However, after being injured twice in a row, Hyuga Yuto realized something.

Neither of the two ninja tools changed its speed; what truly made it unstoppable was the terrifying weight suddenly added to it!

"At the point where that kaleidoscope focuses its light, it can temporarily increase the weight of an object by thousands or even tens of thousands of times..."

Hinata Yuto made this conjecture in his mind.

Having achieved his goal, there was no need to continue the fight. Hyuga Yuto controlled Miko and limped away.

The one-eyed masked man didn't chase after her, but instead gazed thoughtfully at the girl's exposed body.

His goal has been achieved.

……

In the dim underground, accompanied by light footsteps, the one-eyed masked man approached the old man.

"Ban, that woman does indeed have black rods on her body."

The man removed his mask, revealing a pure white face that was only half visible.

White Zetsu!

Madara remained seated in his chair with his eyes closed, relying on the chakra supplied by the golem to sustain his life.

"Here you go." Bai Jue grinned as he pried off the Sharingan.

"Your Uchiha clan's eyes are really useful, but they consume a lot of chakra."

"Fortunately, my body has a particularly high [compatibility], which allows me to barely shut down the Sharingan. Otherwise, I would have been worn down to death before the fight even started."

"However, Madara, don't blame me for being rude, but every time you make me go out to do things with this eye, your eye sockets are empty and you can't see anything, which must be very uncomfortable, right? Get a spare eye."

"Do you have OCD? But this kaleidoscope isn't even yours, hahaha..."

Madara took the eye, ignoring the White Zetsu's madman-like ramblings, and skillfully used medical ninjutsu to connect the nerves and blood vessels.

After a long while, Madara opened his eyes, his tone calm:

"The eyes of cats and dogs are not worthy of sitting in my, Uchiha Madara's, eye sockets, and they won't be allowed for now."

"So, you're saying you carefully selected these eyes?"

"Um."

"Whose eyes are these?"

"Uchiha... Kagami, one of my juniors."

Uchiha Kagami, a top genius of his generation alongside Hiruzen Sarutobi, awakened his Mangekyou Sharingan on the very day news of the Second Hokage's death reached the village.

As for why there are no records of him awakening the Mangekyou Sharingan, why he died young at the age of twenty-five, and why, after his death, one of his eyes was obtained by Madara, and the other was taken by the Uchiha clan and then used as bait by Hyuga Yuto, it is a complicated story that no one can explain.

The real world is made up of countless unverifiable mysteries; even a true immortal cannot know all its secrets.

"Uchiha Kagami, Uchiha Kagami." White Zetsu repeated the name over and over:

"Is it very strong?"

"I guess so."

"Ugh, Madara, what do you mean by 'probably'? Strong is strong, and not strong is not strong~"

Madara Uchiha, withered and emaciated like rotten wood, spoke softly:

"I can remember his name, it was probably strong; but I forgot what he looked like, he probably wasn't that strong."

—Activating the kaleidoscope is merely achieving the passing grade of "making Madara remember you".

"Eh..." White Zetsu drawled. He was a free spirit and would occasionally act strangely. Although he was a bit noisy, Madara was quite patient with him in this dark underground.

"Hey, Madara, which strong characters can you remember?"

"..."

"Don't ignore me," White Zetsu said with a grin.

"Kakuzu, do you remember?"

"Who? Is that a human's name? Or a summoned beast's?"

—Those tiny creatures, as insignificant as ants, don't deserve to stay in my mind.

"Hahaha... How's that Onoki guy?"

"It's not bad, it fits my feet perfectly."

He only deserves to kneel before me and bang his head on the ground.

"What about Tobirama Senju? Flying Thunder God Technique, Impure World Reincarnation!"

"Hmph... all cleverness and cunning, but you're qualified to see my knees."

—Although he harbors a deep hatred for me, he is indeed a skilled fighter.

"How about Ryusuke Hyuga, the Tennin?"

"Hyuga Ryusuke... If he were still alive, he would probably be older than me. He deserved to be killed by my Rinnegan. It's a pity that the Hyuga clan can no longer find anyone with backbone."

—A true master, but still a level below me.

"What an arrogant guy..." White Zetsu scratched his head in frustration, then suddenly remembered something and said seriously:

"What about... Hashirama Senju?"

The underground was plunged into a deathly silence.

Hashirama, Hashirama of the Thousand Hands of the Forest, Hashirama hailed as the God of Shinobi, Hashirama who became the First Hokage, the one who fought me for decades... Hashirama Senju.

The old man named Uchiha Madara leaned back in his chair, and just before he closed his eyes, his voice fell into the dim underground.

"The whole world is nothing more than a battlefield between me and Hashirama."

(End of this chapter)