Obito's Revival!

In the forest at the edge of the Mist Village border, twilight had dissipated, and the rising moon cast a play of light and shadow over the area.

Two robust young men stood there, like two ferocious beasts emerging from the moonlight.

They looked alike, with short, dark brown hair that swayed slightly in the night breeze, and healthy, wild wheat-colored skin.

Kaneki Eito and Kaneki Mitero, the twin brothers who had completely shed their boyishness in the past five years, looked down at the man below them, who had completely lost the ability to resist, with equally cold and sharp eyes.

"Ha, so you finally took action, you traitor."

Kaneki Eito stomped his foot hard on Muu's head, which was Mui -buried in the mud, and spat heavily at the man who had once ruled Hozuki Castle but was now like a stray dog:

"Pah! I really don't know what's going on in your head, that you would betray Lord Madara just to save a tool?"

Thanks to you, my loyal and righteous leader! You'll be watching from the underworld as your beloved Land of Grass slowly turns to ashes!

Under Hui Dou's merciless trampling, Mui's vision was mostly blurred by blood.

He laboriously turned his eyes, straining to look at the grass swaying slightly in the night breeze not far away.

There lay the body of a white-haired girl, who had completely lost all vitality.

Ryūzetsu, the childhood friend of his son Muku, is also the sole inheritor of the Kekkei Genkai, Ryūzetsu Reincarnation Technique.

Mui looked at her and felt something hot welling up in his eyes, which uncontrollably slid down his cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Muku. Dad... in the end, I couldn't protect anything."

Whether it's you, Ryūzetsu, or the Land of Grass.

Kaneki Eito looked at the pained expression on Mui's face and grinned with satisfaction.

He almost couldn't wait to bend down and whisper a few more sarcastic remarks into the dying traitor's ear, enough to make him die with unease.

However, just as he was about to speak, a very soft, hoarse voice slowly drifted out from the deep shadows of the forest.

"Enough, Eto... give him a quick death."

Hearing that all-too-familiar voice, Kaneki Eito's eyes snapped open, and the foot that was still pressing down on Mui's head sank down abruptly, the crisp sound of bones cracking echoing through the deathly silent forest!

Without even glancing at the corpse at his feet, still warm from his body, he ran wildly towards the figure in the shadows:

"You're finally awake, Lord Madara!!"

However, before Kaneki Eito could rush a few steps, a large sword completely wrapped in bandages was placed in front of him.

"Lord Madara has just woken up; it's best not to disturb him now, boy."

Kisame emerged from the boundary between the moon's shadow and the tree's shadow, gazing with a smile at the blood-covered boy:

"Also, I advise you to keep your voice down."

Although this is already the border of Mist Village, if we make too much noise, we might attract Mist Village's reconnaissance forces.

"Huh? Who do you think you are, daring to talk to me like that?! You—"

"Do as Kisame says, Eto."

From the deep shadows, a black figure slowly emerged.

Obito's face no longer bore the orange Spiral Mask that had accompanied him for so many years; his entire face appeared slightly pale in the moonlight.

He had a new Sharingan installed in his left eye and was wearing a long black robe taken from the Kamui Dimension. His left arm, the only exposed part of his body, was an unnatural white.

Obito flexed his still somewhat stiff fingers and instructed Kaneki Eito:

"From today onwards, Kisame will be your boss."

From now on, all your actions will be directed by him. Do you understand?

"Yes, Lord Madara."

Kisame retracted Samehada onto his back, and looking at Obito, whose aura was still very weak but whose body was Obito with life again, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you alright, Lord Madara?"

"Ah, I have to thank you for this, Kisame."

Obito looked at Kisame, a barely perceptible smile appearing on his lips:

"Taking you as my subordinate was definitely the best decision I've ever made."

"You flatter me, Lord Madara."

Kisame smiled, then casually glanced at the lifeless corpse of the white-haired girl beside him:

"However, the Ryūzetsu Reincarnation Technique, is it?"

To revive a dying person, or even someone who has just died, at the cost of the caster's own life... I never imagined that such Kekkei Genkai existed in the Ninja World.

He shifted his gaze back to Obito, a half-smile playing on his lips:

"It seems that not only Lord Kou, but also Lord Madara, you have secretly prepared quite a few formidable contingency plans over the years."

"... just some necessary precautions."

Obito calmly replied, his gaze fixed intently on the direction of Mist Village.

The night breeze blew in from that direction, carrying the dampness of the sea and the familiar scent of those nine years.

"Although I had long anticipated that Kou would one day turn against us, I also knew that he must have some hidden strengths."

But no matter how I thought about it, I never imagined... he had grown to this extent.

Obito feigned a sigh, looking meaningfully at Ryūzetsu's corpse:

"If I hadn't prepared this 'tool' in advance, just in case, I'm afraid I would have really died here this time."

"Hmph, you still have the nerve to mention that, Uchiha Obito!"

Just as Obito was feeling sentimental, a cold and angry shout came from the dark shadows behind Obito.

Obito's eyes flickered slightly as he glanced in the direction from which the sound came.

A strange figure emerged from the shadows of the woods.

The creature, which was half black and half white like a reed, was now only half black.

Black Zetsu stared intently at Obito with his single, pale yellow eye, as small as a soybean.

"If you hadn't repeatedly indulged that brat over the years, how could he have had the opportunity to grow to where he is today!"

How could we possibly end up in such a passive situation now?!

"Who do you think you are, daring to speak so disrespectfully to Lord Madara?!"

Kaneki Eito instantly bristled and instinctively lunged at Black Zetsu.

"Stop, Eidou."

Obito raised his hand, pressing his subordinate back to their original position, and calmly stared at Black Zetsu.

"Kou's growth has clearly exceeded not only my expectations, but also yours, hasn't it?"

"Now that things have come to this, Black Zetsu, what's the point of you saying all this?"

"Resurrect Lord Madara!"

Black Zetsu said urgently:

"We no longer have the resources to confront that brat Uchiha Kuro."

Only by resurrecting the real Lord Madara can we have a chance to defeat him and put the Eye of the Moon Plan back on track!

Let's go retrieve the Rinnegan! We don't have time to waste any more time here!

Hearing Black Zetsu's urgent words, Obito remained silent for a very long time, then shook his head with regret.

"I'm sorry, but it's too late for you to say this now."

Obito looked towards the direction of Amegakure and said in a low, solemn voice:

"Before fighting me, Koko had already defeated Six Paths of Pain in Konoha."

By now, he has most likely already located Nagato's exact position using the Black Receivers remaining on Pain's corpse.

Madara's Rinnegan has most likely fallen into his hands.

"What did you say!!!"

Black Zetsu cried out in shock, his single, dark yellow eye snapping open to its limit!

Rinnegan was the most crucial piece in reviving Uchiha Madara, continuing the Eye of the Moon Plan, and ultimately reviving his mother.

If those eyes really fall into the hands of that brat Uchiha Kuro, then all the hope that he has accumulated over this long millennium of planning will be completely destroyed!

He waited for a thousand years, a thousand years!

I finally got this opportunity, but now it seems so slim!

"Should we... should we make Mother wait any longer...?"

Thinking of this, a strong sense of resentment welled up in Black Zetsu's heart.

Seemingly sensing Black Zetsu's urgency and panic, Obito's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile, and he spoke at the opportune moment:

"However, our chances of winning aren't entirely nonexistent."

Black Zetsu abruptly raised his head, suppressing the panic and turmoil within him, and forced himself to remain calm as he Obito for an answer:

"You have another idea?"

Obito shifted his gaze from Black Zetsu to the distant sea, bathed in the pale silver light of the moonlight:

"It's not really a solution, just some remedial measures we can take."

"In my current understanding, I am already dead."

Furthermore, the Dragon Ryūzetsu Reincarnation Technique repaired my body, and the Flying Thunder God Mark that the Fourth Hokage left on me has also been erased.

Obito looked at the group behind him and said slowly:

"In other words, we now have the opportunity to move freely where he can't see us."

"And in the current situation, there is indeed one clear goal."

As he spoke, he raised his left hand, which was noticeably whiter than the rest of his body, and placed it over his newly installed left eye.

"Go to Konoha and retrieve my... other eye!"