Land of Whirlpools, cave.
"Ah...!"
Nagato's screams echoed through the cavern in layer upon layer.
There was a period like this almost every day.
Though she had been hearing it for several days now, Konan still worried every time Nagato's agonized cries rang out.
There was little Konan could do for Nagato, aside from preparing food and nutrient solution.
Outside, she constantly used her own abilities and the resources Shamu had given her to set up various arrangements.
If Obito attacked, Konan would give him a big surprise!
Whenever the will of the Hashirama Cells erupted, countless fragmented images appeared in Nagato's mind.
Some were fragments of Hashirama's battle memories, while others were fragments of Hashirama casting jutsu.
Nagato knew that once those fragmented memories ended, the eruption of the Hashirama Cells' will would stop.
But what he had not expected was that after the memories ended today—
The images in his mind gradually turned into his current body.
Like some kind of X-ray view, Nagato vaguely seemed to see the Hashirama Cells dividing and multiplying.
Fusing with, or replacing, his own cells.
Nagato's perspective shifted, and he seemed to become blood.
He flowed through his body along with the bloodstream.
It was a wondrous experience.
He could observe his own internal organs from within his body.
This was his stomach, this was his lungs, this was his heart...
But as Nagato's consciousness passed through his heart, he discovered something pitch-black nearby...
A Cursed Seal!
Nagato suddenly woke up and realized that he had endured today's erosion from the cellular will.
Nagato clutched at his heart. There was a talisman on my heart?
No wonder he could neither harm himself nor damage the Rinnegan.
Nagato's screams abruptly stopped, and Konan hurried back in from outside.
She was afraid something had