Kabuto and Obito both felt as though their minds had suddenly been struck. Obito was quite familiar with that feeling; when that bastard Moriyue had summoned the Shinigami before, there had seemed to be the same aura.
Their consciousnesses seemed to have been stripped away, though only for a very brief moment. They had no idea what they had experienced, but by the time they came to, the scene before them had already changed beyond recognition.
Neither of them was stupid. They immediately realized they had likely fallen under that guy's Genjutsu and promptly formed the hand seals to dispel it. But strangely, no matter how hard they struggled, the Genjutsu showed no sign of breaking.
Of course it would not break, because this was not Genjutsu in the ordinary sense. This interference, which directly acted upon the soul, was more like forcibly dragging someone else's soul into one's own space. Naturally, it was all the Black-faced Sheep's doing.
Moriyue knew that something might have happened in Kirigakure. Since these two had appeared here at this time, they surely knew something. He might as well take this opportunity to investigate them thoroughly and save himself quite a bit of trouble.
Still, Kabuto and Obito were not so easy to deal with. It would be difficult to get useful information out of them. He had only succeeded so easily because he had caught them off guard.
"Since that's the case, what I need to do now is... weaken their wills..."
He snapped his fingers, and a battered Notebook appeared in his hand. What Moriyue wanted to do was simple. With the Notebook and the Black-faced Sheep working together, he could practically make words become reality within this soul space. He would arrange an experience for Obito and Kabuto.
Then, from somewhere,