Five minutes?
They already knew that much?
Was it Taki Chiba?
Or Konoha's intelligence department?
Or someone within Konoha's intelligence department?
Watching Chiba before him with a hand on his sword, the Masked Man frowned beneath his mask as the thought suddenly crossed his mind.
At the same time, his scarlet eye shifted, and he glanced at the Chiba behind him, who held his Ninja Sword in a reverse grip and had assumed a defensive stance. He swept his gaze over the three Chibas surrounding him in a triangular formation before finally returning his attention to the Chiba standing before Kushina.
Not... moved at all?
Looks like Obito after falling into darkness really was the troublesome sort! Seeing the Masked Man's reaction, Chiba's hand on the hilt tightened slightly, gripping it firmly.
Here it came!
The Masked Man, who had been watching the Chiba directly before him all along, immediately felt a trace of gravity flash through his eyes.
He could not help recalling that sword strike, like a flash of thunder, that had severed his right arm in two. Although he had phased through Space-Time in time back then, he knew that compared to the three Shadow Clones he had created, the sword of the original body before him was faster, more accurate, and more ruthless.
Perhaps by the time the sword light flashed, the blade would already be before his eyes. Even the Sharingan's insight would lag by a fraction.
And that fraction might be enough to turn him into a ghost beneath the blade.
At that moment, the Chiba directly opposite him, slowly lowering his stance, and the other two Chibas within the corner of his eye, making the same motion as if ready to attack, were exceptionally clear in his vision. Every minute movement and every