At this moment, his vision in his left eye was slightly blurred—the price of using his left eye to foresee the future.
The truly frightening part wasn’t the chakra consumption but the fact that the consumed ocular power did not replenish!
The main difference between the Mangekyō Sharingan and the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan is not just in the strength; the key lies in the fact that the Eternal Mangekyō recovers the ocular power slowly over time.
The Mangekyō, on the other hand, does not.
Unless one transplants the cells of Senju Hashirama or White Zetsu.
Otherwise, the more it is used, the faster one goes blind.
Uchiha Madara once became blind from excessive use of the Mangekyō, and in the original story, Itachi also used his Mangekyō quite a lot.
Fortunately, he was able to restrain himself, so his ocular power depletion was not rapid.
But then there was Sasuke—not only did he surpass Itachi in arrogance, but even Madara would have been impressed.
When his three-tomoe Sharingan evolved into the Mangekyō, under the provocation of Uchiha Obito, he attempted to capture Killer B, the Jinchūriki of the Eight-Tails, only to come back with a single tentacle.
Then, in an act of audacity, he disrupted the Five Kage Summit, only to be beaten so badly that even his parents wouldn’t recognize him.
If not for Uchiha Obito’s repeated interventions, Sasuke would have been lucky to survive.
The most laughable moment was when he nearly lost against Danzo, even with the Mangekyō!
This is why, despite Sasuke’s wild displays of power, Takuya never understood why he thought he was so invincible.
The truth was evident: Sasuke was still Sasuke. Even after gaining the Eternal Mangekyō, it seemed like his strength had stagnated, constantly weakening himself.
When faced with a restricted Tobirama Senju, he reacted as if facing the most formidable foe.
Uchiha Madara, wielding the Eternal Mangekyō, could easily crush Tobirama, while Sasuke, with the same eyes, froze in fear.
Driven to desperation by Takuya, Kaguya Hōmei roared and unleashed his ultimate move.
“Shikotsumyaku: Dance of the Seedling Fern!!”
“You will die, you will die!!!”
Hōmei seemed to descend into madness, black blood seeping from his mouth, his eyes bulging as he shouted maniacally.
His bloodline disease seemed to have worsened.
It appeared that using the Dance of the Seedling Fern came at a great cost to the Kaguya clan, exacerbating their hereditary affliction.
With arms crossed over his chest, Takuya watched calmly, completely unfazed by Hōmei’s display.
The surge of chakra caused the skeletal frame of his Susanoo to change.
More and more bones formed, completing the Susanoo with layers resembling muscles and, finally, a thick armor.
Takuya didn’t need to fully activate his Susanoo; it wasn’t necessary.
An armored, matured form was more than enough to take down Hōmei.
Susanoo’s massive hands slammed down onto the ground.
The sharp bone spikes, sprouting like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, were shattered one by one. Not a single spike could get within reach of Takuya.
The fact that the bone spikes erupted from the ground worked to Takuya’s advantage. If they came from other directions, he wouldn’t have bothered moving.
After all, no matter how powerful they were, they couldn’t penetrate the defense of the mature Susanoo.
Unlike ordinary Susanoo, Takuya’s possessed only one weapon, and it wasn’t a typical blade.
Perhaps due to the unique abilities of his Mangekyō, his Susanoo was not only black but wielded a weapon resembling a Western knight’s lance.
At this moment, all combatants paused, staring at the countless spikes and the colossal giant amidst them, their minds buzzing.
The Uchiha were thinking:
Is the Kaguya clan’s Kekkei Genkai this powerful?
The Kaguya were wondering: Why did the clan leader’s ultimate move fail to kill him?
Takuya, encased in Susanoo, raised his arm. The giant’s hand gripped the knight’s lance and thrust it toward the stunned Hōmei.
“Clan leader, watch out!”
A chorus of alarmed cries rang out as Hōmei snapped out of his daze. He felt an overwhelming killing intent and instinctively leaped back to evade.
But as he moved, he suddenly felt as if time had slowed down.
“Not bad, quick reflexes—but it’s useless.”
Takuya’s left eye spun rapidly. The knight’s lance, missing its initial thrust, shifted to a downward strike, smashing into the now sluggish Hōmei.
Takuya had activated his Mangekyō’s left-eye ability without hesitation.
It wasn’t as miraculous as Kamui or as frightening as Kotoamatsukami. It simply accelerated his own attack speed.
Unlike the flashy, convoluted abilities seen in the original story, Takuya’s left-eye Mangekyō power was straightforward—speeding up his attacks.
Hōmei’s eyes widened as he watched the shadow of the black lance descend. His pupils contracted. He couldn’t understand why his movements had slowed.
What Hōmei didn’t realize was that his reflexes hadn’t slowed. Takuya’s attack had become faster.
What seemed like a simple ability was far from unimpressive; it was capable of countering various complex powers.
It could defeat the unpredictable Kamui and outmaneuver the teleportation of Flying Thunder God.
In battle, speed is unbeatable. In games, greater speed means landing the first hit, leading to extended combos.
In reality, this advantage is magnified exponentially.
Takuya was confident: if Uchiha Obito dared to use Kamui in front of him, he’d have pierced him with multiple strikes in an instant.
The same logic applied to Flying Thunder God.
If he could attack several times in the blink of an eye, faster than the opponent could react, who would dare teleport near him?
A loud crash followed as Hōmei was smashed into the sand, leaving a human-shaped crater. His figure was no longer visible from above.
“So, you like playing with bones?”
“And targeting my weapon?”
“I’ll let you play, play to your heart’s content!”
Controlling Susanoo, Takuya pummeled Hōmei with the lance repeatedly, cursing as he did.
After over a dozen strikes, a massive crater formed in the ground. Hōmei lay within, his bones shattered, nearly unconscious. Only then did Takuya stop.
It was then that he realized the battle had ended.
Everyone had halted, gazing up at the towering black giant before them.
The Kaguya were filled with terror, while the Uchiha were a mix of astonishment, excitement, and fervor.
Yes, fervor—because they knew what this black giant represented: the power bestowed by their Uchiha blood.
It proved that even the insane could feel fear. Faced with Susanoo’s overwhelming might, the Kaguya warriors felt genuine dread.
After all, their strongest leader was now lying motionless in the crater