Danzo, pinned against the tree, was in complete disarray.
The black substance within him flowed like a living entity, greedily absorbing his chakra and life force. The two black rods impaling his chest not only restricted his movements but also threw his chakra into chaos. His lungs had been pierced, making even breathing difficult.
"This time, I've really lost..." Danzo muttered, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth as he stared at the figure before him—Obito. No... Black Zetsu.
At this moment, Obito's entire body was wrapped in black matter, leaving only his Sharingan exposed. However, rather than showing excitement, his eye reflected a hint of fear.
The black substance gradually receded. Black Zetsu relinquished control over the body, and even the remnants clinging to the severed arm began to fade away.
"Cough… cough…" With control of his body restored, Obito suddenly dropped to his knees, coughing violently. His voice was hoarse, like that of an old man. The once youthful half of his face was now covered in wrinkles.
A deep unease gripped his heart.
Recalling what had just transpired—
When facing the Super Big Ball Rasengan, Black Zetsu had suddenly enveloped him entirely, leaving him no time to react before his body was completely taken over. Within that darkness, he had felt himself cut off from everything—even the spatial barrier that enabled Kamui had been severed.
Yet, his body had been deteriorating at an alarming rate. Every second, he could feel his life slipping away. Even with White Zetsu's cells partially integrated into him, he had been on the brink of death.
And that terrifying sensation of losing control, of being drained of life… it was the first time Obito had experienced such utter helplessness.
Black Zetsu had seized control of him in an instant, forcing him to use Kamui against his will. This was simply…
"Obito, are you alright?" Black Zetsu's raspy voice echoed in his ears.
"...I'm fine…" Obito steadied his mind, slowly lifting his head to look at the captured Danzo before him.
"At least this old man is dealt with." Obito pushed himself to his feet and walked toward Danzo.
The scene was grim—Danzo, pinned to the tree, was in a pitiful state, but Obito standing before him wasn't much better. His clothes were torn, his body aged, and his arm… missing.
"…Cough… Looks like your partnership isn't all that harmonious…" Danzo remarked, his breath ragged, but his tone filled with amusement. He had clearly noticed the fear in Obito's eyes when he emerged from the Rasengan's impact.
"Even on the brink of death, you're still trying to sow discord… As expected of the Darkness of Konoha." Obito regarded Danzo with cold indifference, but there was a hint of admiration in his tone.
Szzzt—
A swift chakra-infused blade slashed down, severing Danzo's right arm in an instant.
Obito picked up the severed limb and pressed it against his own missing arm.
The black substance quickly spread, integrating the arm with his body.
"Not bad… A body infused with life force chakra indeed lives up to its name." Obito flexed his fingers, testing his newfound limb.
Danzo let out a low chuckle, as if he hadn't just lost an arm. His gaze shifted to Obito, now bearing his transplanted limb.
"No matter how you try to conceal it… I can see the unease and fear in your heart… Cough…"
Blood pooled in his lungs, forcing him into a fit of uncontrollable coughing.
A subtle tension filled the air.
Obito chuckled lightly. "Are you begging for death? Don't worry. Once I extract the information I need, I'll grant your wish."
"Take off his other limbs first… Something seems off with the Nine-Tails situation," Black Zetsu's voice echoed from Obito's body.
"Cough… Cough…" Danzo, hunched over and coughing, suddenly let out a faint chuckle.
"…Cough… Did you know, Obito…?"
How does he know my name?!
Obito's body tensed at the mention of his identity.
Slowly, Danzo lifted his head, his eyes filled with mockery.
"…You will never… live in a world where Rin exists."
Obito's expression twisted with fury in an instant.
"You bastard…!" His chakra-coated palm shot forward, aiming to crush Danzo's skull.
"Obito—" Black Zetsu reacted swiftly. The black matter surged up, wrapping around Obito's arm to restrain him.
He couldn't let Obito kill Danzo—at least, not yet.
But just as he restrained Obito, a chilling sensation swept over him, making even his formless existence tremble…
The source—
Danzo's right eye.
A mesmerizing, intricate pattern bloomed within his Sharingan.
[Dojutsu: Tenshin]
"Come with me to hell…"
[Reverse Four Symbols Seal]
———
In a shadowed corner of Konoha, Kakashi lay unconscious.
Suddenly, his left eye snapped open, blood trickling down his cheek. His body convulsed violently.
The space before him twisted—
Boom! A white-haired Obito crashed to the ground, motionless.
For a long time, nothing moved. Then, from the center of Obito's chest, a mass of black matter slowly spread, enveloping half of his body.
Gradually, he staggered to his feet, unsteady and disoriented.
"Ah… My consciousness…" A rare, pained groan escaped Black Zetsu.
"…To think there was such a dojutsu… That old bastard was ruthless…" Recalling the pattern in Danzo's Mangekyo Sharingan, Black Zetsu shuddered.
That technique had bypassed everything—striking directly at the soul. The sheer force of it had triggered a primal fear in him.
If he hadn't used Obito as a shield, even as Kaguya's will, he wasn't sure he could have survived…
And that seal triggered upon the moment of death…
"At least Obito left behind this coordinate… Rest in peace, Obito. I'll take good care of your remains…"
Black Zetsu reached down, grabbing the unconscious Kakashi.
Unlike Obito, he had no complicated feelings toward Kakashi.
"Ugh…" Even in his unconscious state, Kakashi groaned in pain, his eye burning with agony.
In the eerie silence of the alleyway, his voice was particularly unsettling…
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