Minamoto Takuya Confronts Obito Uchiha

"That noisy guy who constantly went on about 'Lord Jashin'?

Well... it was probably for the best that he was sealed away. At least we won't have to listen to those boring rituals and nonsense anymore.

And getting sealed... Hmph, that isn't art at all. Death should be a grand explosion!"

He remained stubbornly devoted to his own artistic vision of death.

Kakuzu's green eyes glinted with calculation as his low, hoarse voice rang out.

"Hidan... What a pity."

He was the only one who could be Kakuzu's partner without fearing being killed by him. Still, compared to that, Kakuzu cared more about his lost chakra hearts and the bounty rewards that might now be delayed.

Scorpion's Hiruko puppet slowly turned its head toward Obito's severed arm, its voice devoid of emotion.

"An Immortal Body? In the end, it is still nothing more than a mortal shell.

Being sealed away is the limit of his abilities. Eternal art... that is the ultimate pursuit."

To him, Hidan was far less valuable than powerful puppet material.

Kisame Hoshigaki carried Samehada over his shoulder, a half-smile appearing on his shark-like face.

"Oh my... What unfortunate news, Mr. Pain, Mr. Madara.

Still, Hidan was not quite right in the head, and his abilities relied too heavily on specific conditions.

Samehada did not seem to like the strange taste of his chakra, either?

With one less nuisance around, perhaps our operations will be more efficient?"

His words sounded regretful, but they were actually filled with indifference and a hint of detachment.

Deva Path Pain silently listened to the members' nearly coldhearted reactions. There was not the slightest ripple in the depths of his Rinnegan.

For the Akatsuki Organization, a group composed of S-rank rogue ninja, the bonds between members had always been so weak as