Honestly, the surgery had been even more dangerous than Kabuto had anticipated.
Transplanting two powers that surpassed him into his own body—he was lucky not to collapse on the spot.
Even after barely enduring it, Kabuto remained constantly on the brink of collapse. The Byakugan in his eyes and the Genitsu Cells continuously spreading and eroding through his body were both steadily increasing the burden on him.
"It looks like it's finished, but how long can someone like you live? Three years? Five?" Iroha had assisted throughout the procedure.
"I'm not like Black Zetsu. I won't waste that much time." Kabuto jumped down from the operating table.
Iroha did not understand what Kabuto meant. What did this have to do with Black Zetsu? Still, he wisely chose not to ask. Instead, he picked up a robe and tossed it to Kabuto.
A single line of light flickered, intermittently illuminating Kabuto's body.
At that moment, much of his skin was faintly writhing. His own cells were constantly dying.
Iroha had watched it all. In his vision, this cellular war was a crushing defeat for Kabuto's own cells. They were utterly powerless.
Fortunately, a pair of powerful eyes was suppressing them.
Kabuto put on the robe and slowly raised his head, revealing his brand-new eyes. "Three to five years is enough. If I still can't achieve my goal by then, it only means the cards in my hand aren't enough. I'll have to find another way."
As he spoke, he opened his eyes wide. The already imposing Byakugan suddenly changed, evolving into a pair of Blue Rinnegan!
"With these eyes, we have confidence." Kabuto said.
Iroha remained silent.
Kabuto pulled up his hood, concealing his entire body beneath the loose garment.
"What do we do next? Attack the Pure Land?"
"Not yet.