A mass of black sludge was pierced by tools forged from chakra by a group of Imperial warriors. Countless incantations poured out and appeared on Black Zetsu, finally sealing away the mass of black sludge that had existed for thousands of years.
Black Zetsu had completely lost the ability to struggle. All he could do was be sealed away, utterly despairing.
At that moment, Black Zetsu was overwhelmed by despair, anguish, and confusion. He couldn't understand why. Why was this happening? Where had these people come from?
Just a few dozen minutes ago, everything had been going well. The situation had been looking bright, and everything had been moving in the direction he'd anticipated. He'd soon be able to fulfill his ultimate wish and revive his mother.
And then he'd been sealed.
Sealed by a group of humans who'd appeared out of nowhere. He hadn't even had a chance to run.
And it wasn't just him. Obito was finished too. His Kamui had been countered. It was all over.
All his schemes, all his plans, all his talk of fate had crumbled without the slightest resistance in the face of absolute power. It was like a game of chess. Black Zetsu had been the player, carefully plotting and calculating until he was on the verge of checkmate. Who could have guessed his opponent would resort to an outside-the-game tactic, simply flipping the board and crushing him beneath it?
You're good at chess, huh? You're a master schemer, huh? You can see through fate, huh? Your intelligence is unparalleled, huh? You're impressive, huh?
You're amazing!
But you don't have absolute power!
In the face of absolute power, all schemes and conspiracies were nothing but paper tigers, easily crushed!
No! Let me go! Let me go!
Black Zetsu roared in his mind,