Uchiha Obito, his body grievously wounded, still found it hard to believe that his vital point had been struck so easily.
Yet following his shock came an unexpected surge of wild delight.
"I really didn't expect this—having the binding Cursed Seal removed just like that is quite the pleasant surprise."
Even with his vital point struck, Obito—half his body having been transplanted with White Zetsu cells—possessed astonishing vitality. Even with his heart pierced through, he did not die immediately.
This was not the first time he had suffered such a severe injury. Back in the Land of Wind, Mizuki had blasted a huge hole through him. This time was merely a little more serious.
But faced with such trouble, Uchiha Obito instead felt an inexplicable, almost eerie joy.
Having made up his mind, Uchiha Obito immediately swept his gaze around, only to discover that Black Zetsu and the White Zetsu clones that had previously been within his sensory range were gone.
Black Zetsu, who had been lurking deep within the earth veins, had long since stopped showing himself, while the White Zetsu clones assigned to watch him had fled the moment they sensed something was wrong.
"They ran pretty fast!"
Uchiha Obito and Madara Uchiha had never truly been of one mind; they had merely been using each other. In Obito's eyes, White Zetsu and Black Zetsu, Madara's spies, were naturally the first targets to eliminate after he broke free of control.
"The binding Cursed Seal is gone. I can finally do what I want instead of serving as cannon fodder for others."
The long-lost exhilaration of freedom made Uchiha Obito feel utterly refreshed, but he quickly snapped back to his senses. The blood continuously pouring from the huge hole in his chest was draining away what little life force