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Everyone was stunned by Uchiha Kitaro's words as he was talking as Uchiha Akira the brother of himself. Kiraro was amused by what's happening.
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"What?!?"
Even Sengoku's eyes widened, gleaming with golden light. So that colossal war god had appeared because of this.
Both Aokiji and Kizaru had unforgettable memories of that immense figure.
The first time Kizaru encountered it, he nearly got crushed.
Aokiji's ice could not entirely freeze it either.
What was most terrifying was its incredible offense and defense. Its defensive power could withstand attacks from five Admiral-level combatants, and its offensive strength could obliterate the entire Marineford with a single strike, erasing it from the map.
"The Susanoo is the ultimate power residing within the Mangekyō Sharingan, known as the 'Power of the Gods.' It manifests as a mighty war god, a corporeal embodiment of immense energy, perfectly combining offense and defense."
"It has six stages. The initial stage summons ribcage-like bones for protection. The Second stage forms a giant skeletal structure. In the Third stage, flesh is added, along with the ability to wield weapons. The Fourth stage includes the addition of a lower body. In the Fifth stage, external armor forms around the body. And the final sixth stage—what you witnessed during the war—is the Susanoo's true form. It not only possesses invincible power but can also soar through the skies."
"..."
Everyone was speechless, dumbfounded by what they started to believe the Uchiha Akira's explanation. They never imagined that the enormous war god had such origins and so many progressive stages. It perfectly aligned with what Uchiha Kitaro had demonstrated during the Paramount War.
"This... this is a monster!"
"This isn't fair at all!"
The Uchiha Clan possessing such power left others questioning how they could possibly survive.
"The Power of the Gods, huh? A fitting title indeed," Sengoku murmured in amazement. Such an overwhelming force could only be described as divine—power that belonged solely to gods.
"Of course, great power comes with significant risks. Each use of this ocular jutsu burdens the eyes. Frequent use of the Mangekyō Sharingan leads to blindness. Once blind, naturally, the Susanoo's power becomes unusable."
Sengoku and the others perked up. To think there was a way to counteract it! Their greatest headache had been the Susanoo, whose overwhelming defense made it nearly impossible to harm Uchiha Kitaro.
"There is, however, a way to avoid blindness—by evolving the Mangekyō Sharingan into the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan."
"The Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan reduces the strain on the eyes when using ocular jutsu and eliminates the risk of blindness. The method to achieve this evolution is straightforward: transplant another's Mangekyō Sharingan."
"The closer the blood relation, the higher the success rate. For instance, if my Mangekyō Sharingan is transplanted, my brother's Mangekyō Sharingan will evolve into the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan."
"What?!"
Everyone was astonished. They hadn't expected such a cruel method of evolution.
"When I learned of this, I started to view my brother's kindness as nothing more than a pretense—a calculated act to gain my eyes."
"From that moment, I dedicated myself to strengthening my abilities while hiding the fact that I had awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan. Recently, I finally found an opportunity to escape from my clan."
"When I saw the Navy Headquarters' call for global enlistment, I joined. I knew I couldn't keep running forever. My brother's talent and intellect are unparalleled. I wouldn't be surprised if my escape was part of his plan all along—to let me leave, showcase the Mangekyō Sharingan's power, and then openly take my eyes."
"But I had no other choice. The Navy Headquarters may be weak, but it's still the strongest faction in this world."
"Wait... what did you mean by 'this world' just now?" Sengoku's sharp ears caught the peculiar wording.
"Thanks Sengoku Now everyone will begin to believe I'm really Uchiha Akira." Uchiha Kitaro smiled inwardly then he began explaining.
"Oh? Have you not realized yet? We Uchihas are not of this world."
"What—?!"
Everyone was dumbstruck. The Uchiha Clan... weren't from this world? That meant they were visitors from another world. How can this even be real?
Another world?!
The kind of story you'd only find in novels turned out to be real.
This was big news—earth-shattering news!
The reporters covering the global enlistment event were thrilled. They scrambled to contact their editors via Den Den Mushi to report the scoop.
Sengoku's mind was racing. Suddenly, everything made sense. No wonder he had scoured the World Government's 800 years of records and found no trace of the Uchiha Clan. This actually should be real.
Not a shred of information—not their origins, nor their techniques. The reason was simple: they weren't from this world.
"What kind of world are you from?"
"Our world could be described as a 'Ninja World.' The techniques you've seen, like spitting fire or water, are called ninjutsu. Even abilities like flying and teleporting, which my brother demonstrated, are forms of ninjutsu. Anyone with enough talent can learn them."
"How did you come to this world? And what's your purpose here? Are you planning to conquer it?"
"Not at all. Coming here was an accident. Initially, we simply wanted to avoid war with our village. Now, it seems we just want to settle down and live peacefully."
"..."
The expressions on everyone's faces screamed disbelief.
Live peacefully? Peacefully, yet you've gone head-to-head with the World Government, destroyed Enies Lobby, obliterated Impel Down, and laid waste to Marineford?
The Uchiha Clan's idea of "peaceful living" was utterly baffling.
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