Black Zetsu raised his head and looked up at the sky, the corners of his lips lifting slightly as a trace of disdain flashed through his eyes. Yet his words were unusually flattering.
"HAHAHA...!"
"How are the arrangements within the village coming along?"
Hiruzen Sarutobi looked at Black Zetsu before him, the corners of his mouth curling upward as pride swelled within him. After all, at only eighteen years old, with such accomplishments and strength, anyone would be a little proud!
"Reporting to Lord Hiruzen, everything within the village has been arranged. No fewer than three hundred Six Paths-level individuals have been killed."
"The remaining numbers are still being counted. Having caught them off guard, we believe they will be dealt with very soon."
"However, everyone in the Senju Clan's territory seems to have disappeared. Their whereabouts remain unknown."
"White Zetsu has already been dispatched to search for them. News should arrive soon."
Black Zetsu hurriedly smiled at Hiruzen Sarutobi. This time, stabbing their allies in the back had dealt Konoha devastating losses. Countless Six Paths-level experts had been killed, their hearts torn out before they could react.
"Mm, well done."
"Find them if you can. If you can't, forget it."
"They're just a few insects. They're nothing to worry about."
Hiruzen Sarutobi nodded, satisfaction flashing in his eyes. In this battle, without expending the slightest effort, he had directly brought the entire Ninja World under his control. He was immensely pleased.
"Hehe!"
"Hiruzen Sarutobi, once there are more people on the God Tree, your death will come."
"Your usefulness has already run out too. Hahaha...!"
Black Zetsu, meanwhile, was secretly overjoyed. He looked at Hiruzen Sarutobi before him with disdain in his eyes, ready to tear out his heart at any moment.
"Tenkui, take Orochimaru and leave first.