"You tell me. Should I go, or not?"
Glancing at the Blood Moon Silver Robe lying silently at his feet, blood still spilling out, Chiba, who had launched the attack from behind, slowly raised his head. He shook the blood from his hand, looked toward the Hokage Rock Faces, and spoke to the Chiba who had removed his mask, walked over, and nudged the Blood Moon Silver Robe with his foot as if confirming whether he was truly dead.
"I'm only your Shadow Clone Jutsu, not your advisor."
In response, Chiba, who had torn off Namiashi Raidō's mask, rolled his eyes and said so.
At the same time, he confirmed that the Blood Moon Silver Robe was truly dead.
As he spoke, he bent down, pulled back the Blood Moon Silver Robe's hood, and clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.
"No need to look. It definitely isn't the real one. To use such a powerful ocular technique, this substitute must be a puppet."
In response, Chiba, who had attacked from behind—the Chiba in the Silver Moon Black Robe—wiped the blood from his hands on an unstained part of the Blood Moon Silver Robe's clothes and spoke.
As those words fell, the maskless Chiba happened to lift the Blood Moon Silver Robe's hood, revealing the face of a young man with deathly pale hair, eyes wide open, and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.
Aside from the bloody hole in his forehead, which was rather unpleasant to look at, the young man's face was relatively intact. It was obvious that he was not Uchiha Nobuhiko.
By then, neither Chiba seemed surprised. The maskless Chiba merely pressed the young man's wide-open eyelids shut.
"The Spirit Puppet Technique... It seems Uchiha Nobuhiko has completely mastered it. He can actually rely on puppet