Originally, Fugaku’s Ōyamatsumi had no mountain.
Because that was the name of his god.
Fugaku gave a somewhat bitter smile.
As clan head, he had awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan, yet he hadn’t dared tell anyone about it.
There was barely any difference between having awakened it and not having awakened it. If he revealed it, it would only be humiliating.
Not only would it fail to give him any confidence when dealing with outsiders, it could also cause his fellow clan members to lose faith in him.
It had long been rumored that anyone who awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan was someone cursed by fate. Only those who had gone mad could awaken the Mangekyō and thereby obtain enough power to intimidate the entire shinobi world.
There had even been a period when Fugaku suspected that he was a madman himself.
Unfortunately, he was a useless madman.
Fate had not favored him.
At this point, Fugaku no longer cared.
This was a conversation between two Mangekyō Sharingan wielders. Fugaku was treating Tenzen with sincerity, hoping that his honesty would be repaid with an equally genuine exchange.
Seeing the expression on Fugaku’s face, Tenzen understood what the clan head was asking and comforted him.
"Lord Clan Head, all the records concerning the Sharingan are merely legends and rumors. And rumors can naturally contain inaccuracies. Only those of us who have actually awakened it can truly feel the power within it."
When Tenzen heard Fugaku describe the ability of his dōjutsu, he almost wanted to laugh.
His own lord probably liked these eyes quite a lot.
After all, Lord Kei, who had been constrained by his own talent, had been in a rather foul mood recently.
Forget a supposedly useless Mangekyō Sharingan.
Even a pair of Two-Tomoe Sharingan that allowed Lord Kei to use the powers of a yokai would probably have made him extremely satisfied.
It really was like this: those who had something were never satisfied, while those who couldn’t obtain it could only yearn for it.
"Lord Fugaku, your frustration comes from awakening these so-called evil eyes without obtaining the evil power you imagined. But Lord Kei has proven one thing—the Sharingan has never been evil. It is a power blessed by the gods."
"What do you mean?"
Fugaku didn’t quite understand.
Having recently received quite a few lessons from Kei, Tenzen naturally knew many legends concerning the gods, so he began explaining.
"Ōyamatsumi is the god of abundance and prosperity. You must have received this deity’s blessing. With these eyes, you are more than qualified to be a worthy clan head."
Fugaku became even more confused.
Whenever an Uchiha awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan, the name of their dōjutsu would be recorded.
But no one had ever known what this had to do with gods.
Moreover, there were no legends about these gods in this world.
The only such mythology they possessed concerned the legends of the Sage of Six Paths.
"Are you saying that Ōyamatsumi isn’t the name of the dōjutsu, but the name of a god? How do you know that?"
Tenzen continued smiling.
He hadn’t felt this happy in a very long time.
"Perhaps our lord possesses the ability to communicate with the gods."
It was an evasive answer.
And he wasn’t even trying to hide that fact.
"In any case, the Uchiha Clan can publicly declare that we are people chosen by the gods. Whenever we encounter setbacks in life, as long as we pray to the gods we believe in, we can receive their response."
"The Sharingan isn’t some cursed power. It is a divine blessing."
"And those who possess faith and powerful emotions will awaken their Sharingan when they experience intense emotional fluctuations. Anyone who tries to turn themselves into a madman just to awaken it is wasting their effort. That simply isn’t the correct way to awaken the Sharingan."
Tenzen poured every piece of information he knew about the Sharingan into Fugaku’s head.
It took Fugaku quite some time to digest everything before he finally understood what Tenzen was saying.
But this only made Fugaku even more suspicious.
Was this actually the proper method for awakening the Sharingan?
Or was it merely a strategy Kei had devised to improve the Uchiha Clan’s reputation?
He couldn’t be certain.
Perhaps he should ask again.
"Mr. Tenzen, are you telling me the truth? Or is this simply a method your lord came up with to improve the Uchiha Clan’s reputation? You can tell me directly. Either answer is acceptable to me. After all, everything is ultimately for the sake of the Uchiha Clan."
Coincidentally, Kei had finally finished seeing Orochimaru off and now had some free time.
As he entered the room, he happened to hear this exchange.
"Lord Fugaku, do you really think I’d need to resort to deception?"
Kei looked rather pleased with himself.
A person’s state of mind naturally changed with the circumstances.
Kei had only recently acquired his new power and discovered a way to solve the limitations of his own strength, so it was inevitable that he had become somewhat carried away.
"Come on. Show our clan head what exactly the Uchiha have gained after receiving the favor of the gods."
"Yes, sir!"
The moment his words fell, Tenzen and Oboro flashed into the courtyard.
Both activated their Mangekyō Sharingan and summoned their Susanoo.
Three enormous Susanoo giants rose into the sky above Naka Shrine.
Next, Johnny and Joseph activated their own Fear Armor.
The Uchiha scattered throughout Naka Shrine likewise activated their Fear Armor at the same time.
Those who had not yet mastered how to activate the Fear Armor all awakened their respective abilities instead.
The entire area was filled with the power of the so-called "evil" Sharingan.
It spread throughout Naka Shrine as far as the eye could see.
Having also awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan, Fugaku could naturally sense everything.
His entire worldview was overturned.
According to everything he had known, special dōjutsu abilities required at least the Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
Yet here he was, witnessing this scene.
Fugaku stared blankly.
Seeing his stunned expression, Uchiha Kei invited him,
"Lord Clan Head, why don’t you show your fellow clansmen your Mangekyō as well?"
Fugaku became completely exhilarated.
Once he accepted the reality before him, his excitement became almost uncontrollable.
Looking at the scene before him, Fugaku felt a sense of fulfillment, as though a long-held wish had finally been realized.
His personality might have made him less decisive, but after sitting in the position of clan head for so many years, there was no way he was a fool.
The scene before him immediately made Fugaku think of countless possibilities.
For all these years, why had he been suppressed by Konoha to the point where he could barely breathe?
Wasn’t it because his strength wasn’t enough?
But now, there were three Susanoo standing before him.
Tenzen alone could produce two of them.
And with his own Susanoo added to the count, there would be four.
Who would dare disbelieve them if they publicly claimed that the Uchiha possessed four Mangekyō Sharingan wielders?
One Mangekyō Sharingan represented a Kage-level combatant.
Four Mangekyō Sharingan wielders—even the Hokage would have no choice but to bow his head.
Even if one of them was fake, so what?
There had always been opponents who overestimated their enemies.
There had never been any opponent who suffered from overestimating an enemy.
Overestimating an opponent merely led to a temporary misjudgment.
Underestimating an opponent, however, could result in complete defeat.
The Uchiha have finally flourished under my leadership.
At this moment, Fugaku felt as though he had finally accomplished the goal he had pursued for so many years.
The Uchiha Clan was about to rise under his leadership.
Hearing Kei’s invitation, Fugaku happily accepted.
He wanted to join this celebration and let Konoha see the true depths of the Uchiha Clan’s strength.
From now on, he would no longer have to fear revealing his Sharingan because it was too weak.
Nor would he have to worry about being criticized by his fellow Uchiha because his Sharingan ability was supposedly useless.
Among the blue, white, and pink giants, a purple giant rose into the sky.
Its presence was even more imposing than Tenzen’s two-colored Susanoo.
It seemed that Fugaku, as clan head, was by no means incompetent.
After all these years, his mastery of the Susanoo was naturally far greater than that of Tenzen and Oboro, who had only recently awakened their Mangekyō.
The appearance of four giants even triggered a heavenly phenomenon.
The sky, which had originally been clear, suddenly darkened despite there not being a single cloud overhead.
Energy fluctuations resembling bolts of lightning filled the heavens.
It was as though the world itself were trembling in response to the emergence of this overwhelming power.
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