Only the Victors Have the Right to Define the Will of Fire

"Where on earth did Nagato find a monster like Kamizuki Simu?!"

The moment Obito set him down, Black Zetsu looked toward Sasuke in the sky and could not help complaining.

Although none of Akatsuki's members were exactly normal, and all of them could be called monsters, Simu was not merely a monster himself. More importantly, he could endlessly create even more monsters!

And even now, Black Zetsu and Obito had yet to discover where his limits lay. That was the most terrifying part.

"I don't know."

Obito's expression was equally grave. The power Simu had displayed had already made him feel threatened. What if, at the final moment, Simu did not stand on his side? Was he confident enough to deal with him?

Obito was not sure.

"We should find an opportunity to talk to him," he suddenly said.

Black Zetsu nodded in deep agreement. "Yes, we should test what he's thinking."

If Simu could accept their plan, that would be best. If not, they could prepare in advance.

For example, they could gather intelligence on the Jashin Cult and strike at the appropriate time to eliminate that threat.

At this moment, Black Zetsu and Obito were not the only ones shocked by the upheaval at the Uchiha Clan Grounds. The ninja on another battlefield were as well.

The instant Sasuke opened his eyes, an incomparably surging and evil aura swept through all of Konoha.

Not only the ninja, even the civilians hiding in their homes could sense the intense feeling of ill omen.

Shikaku Nara's face darkened as he rubbed at his twitching, aching temple with his fingers.

"You've got to be kidding me. One disaster after another!"

They were heading toward Konoha's outskirts to support the Hokage, yet something else had erupted at the Uchiha Clan Grounds.

But