An Unexpected Change
Meanwhile, amidst the densely Mist Village high-rises in the misty landscape, a commercial building collapsed in the dust with a muffled roar.
Amidst the crumbling walls and rubble, a burly man struggled to his feet from a massive pit.
Kisame staggered a couple of steps, glanced down at the rapidly healing wounds on his body, and spat out a small mouthful of blood mixed with dust.
"Yay! Yay! This is terrifying, the power of Tailed Beast."
He moved his still slightly numb right arm, feeling the Chakra continuously flowing into his body from Samehada, which gave him a little more confidence.
"If it weren't for Samehada, I would have really suffered a lot today."
Kisame said with some emotion, stretching his shoulders, and then, as if suddenly realizing something, his gaze turned icy as he glanced at the shadowy area beside him.
A humanoid creature, half black and half white like an aloe vera leaf, silently emerged from the cracked ground and walked to Obito's mangled corpse.
Kisame watched this scene, his shark-like eyes narrowing slightly.
"Oh dear, aren't these Lord Madara's subordinates? What are you trying to do now that things have come to this?"
"Could it be that this situation was also within Lord Madara's expectations?"
"Well... if we're talking about predictions, Madara did indeed anticipate that Uchiha Kuro might have seen through our plan, so he instructed us to prepare quite a few backup plans in advance."
White Zetsu brought its strangely shaped head closer to Obito's mangled body, poked Obito's completely bloodless cheek, and exclaimed in a light, drawn-out tone:
"But the idea that Madara would die at the hands of that brat... we really didn't expect that at all."
After all, we never imagined that the ordinary kid from back then would become so strong today.
You're right, aren't you, Black Zetsu?
"Shut up! Now is not the time for such nonsense!"
Black Zetsu said angrily, glaring fiercely at White Zetsu.
Upon being glared at, White Zetsu immediately shut its mouth, knowing better than to say another word.
Seeing that it was finally quiet, Black Zetsu turned his gloomy gaze back to the corpse lying on the ground.
The pent-up frustration within it finally surged up uncontrollably at this moment!
"Uchiha Obito... what a hopeless piece of trash!"
"If it weren't for this kid clinging to that pointless old flame all these years, and refusing to kill that Uchiha brat, the plan wouldn't have ended up like this!"
"And that brat Uchiha Kuro, he's just an ordinary person with mediocre talent, how did he become so strong in just a few years?!"
Black Zetsu cursed viciously in his heart, and couldn't help but recall the battle he had witnessed while hiding in the shadows of the Mizukage's Office.
That attack shattered the Space Collapse caused by Kamui, that Flying Thunder God Technique that should have been lost, that Deep Blue Spiral that destroyed Obito...
Every scene deeply shocked Black Zetsu.
In its mind, Uchiha Kuro was definitely a nuisance.
But the bigger problem was that he might shake Obito's will to carry out the Eye of the Moon Plan, rather than being a threat in terms of strength.
After all, even Madara at his peak wouldn't have been entirely confident that he could forcibly keep Obito, who possessed Kamui, alive, let alone kill him.
But now, Obito was not only killed by that brat, but in a horrific way, almost to the point of being crushed!
"That brat... no, Uchiha Kuro's current strength is probably no less than that of Uchiha Madara back then, and might even be—above him!!"
Thinking of this, a cold glint flashed quickly in Black Zetsu's small eyes.
In order to revive Mother, some things can no longer be delayed!
"It seems the plan to revive Uchiha Madara will have to be brought forward..."
It suppressed its irritation and looked away from Obito's mangled corpse.
But before that, we still need to use the "tool" we collected earlier to save this useless person's wretched life.
After all, Madara's corpse is still in this idiotic Kamui Dimension.
"Hopefully, after this setback, he can completely let go of that pointless and ridiculous obsession and focus all his attention back on the Eye of the Moon Plan..."
Black Zetsu coldly calculated in his mind, then scooped Obito's corpse up from the ground.
"Come with us, Madara's men."
Black Zetsu impatiently commanded Kisame:
"Neither we nor Ban have time to waste here any longer."
Kisame frowned, instinctively about to speak, but before he could voice his question, White Zetsu preemptively said:
"Come with us, Kisame."
After all, if this drags on any longer... Madara might really die!
As he spoke, White Zetsu raised his finger and pointed towards the cluster of tall buildings in the distance.
Kisame looked in the direction he pointed.
A tall figure, all too familiar to him, exuding a chilling killing intent, was rapidly approaching their direction, traversing the dilapidated rooftops and towering buildings!
Koko, or more accurately, Koko's Shadow Clone, was responsible for capturing him and Obito's corpse!
Kisame's pupils contracted, and he instantly discerned a deeper meaning in White Zetsu's words.
Lord Madara, is there any hope?
This is almost impossible, but if it were applied to the enigmatic Lord Madara, it wouldn't be entirely unimaginable.
With that thought in mind, Kisame no longer hesitated and quickly walked to the side of Black Zetsu and White Zetsu.
He glanced down at Obito in Black Zetsu's hand, then took one last look at the unusually quiet Mist Village.
Kisame said nothing, but gently suppressed the last glimmer of hope in his heart.
Black Zetsu looked at him, a hint of disdain flashing in his dark yellow eyes.
White Zetsu, seemingly oblivious to this subtle emotion, reached out and placed his hand on Kisame's broad shoulder.
The next instant, two figures, along with the mangled corpse, silently sank into the cracked earth beneath their feet...
The moment after the three of them disappeared, Kou's Shadow Clone silently landed in the center of the ruins, where a faint smell of blood still lingered.
"... Am I too late?"
Looking down into the empty pit, a sudden feeling of unease settled over him.
Kisame couldn't possibly have escaped his senses with Obito's corpse in such a short time...
"Was it Black Zetsu who took away him and Obito's bodies?"
Kou muttered coldly, then stood up and looked in the direction of Rain Village:
"You want Nagato to revive him using the Rinnegan? No, it should be more than that."
"Should we have Nagato use the Rinne Rebirth Technique to revive Obito and Uchiha Madara...?"
Upon considering this possibility, Kou's expression suddenly turned serious:
"It seems we can't linger here any longer."
He glanced one last time in the direction of his original body, sighed helplessly, and then raised his hand to dispel the shadow Shadow Clone.
As the Shadow Clone dissipated into white smoke, everything that had happened there was simultaneously and completely transmitted into the mind of the main body, who was confronting Mei Terumi and Kimimaro.
This farewell, which should have been a solemn one, a personal way to bring "Shiina Sora" to a close, ultimately had to end prematurely.