It was late at night, and several figures were walking through the mountains and forests.
Staring at the uncharacteristically anxious figure in front of them, Shirokumo Hayama and Hyuga Yun quickly stopped.
"Calm down, Kakashi. It's too late. There are still many enemies hidden in the woods. Lin is a medical ninja and will not die easily!"
"It is better for me to take the lead with Byakugan, and the most appropriate judgment is to detect the enemy's movements."
The words of the two people did not dissuade him. At this time, Kakashi subconsciously covered his right eye, feeling a dull pain.
'Am I a useless waste? But even if I am a waste, I still have to risk my life to fulfill my promise to you, and use your eyes to look towards a peaceful future, Obito!'
"Summoning Jutsu!"
In the white mist, eight Ninja Dogs with different appearances and types appeared together, with Pakkun following closely behind them, slightly confused.
"Why are you summoning us so late? I still want to take a bubble bath, Kakashi."
"Please, Pakkun, find Lin's scent, please."
Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Pakkun and Eight Ninja Hounds looked solemn and quickly dispersed in all directions to sniff the smell of Nohara Rin.
Time passed slowly, and everyone spent their time in torment and worry. Kakashi, who has always been famous for his psychological quality, had no choice but to force himself to calm down at this time.
"Kakashi, I found Lin's scent, this way."
A ray of dawn broke through the dark clouds, dispersing the gloom in his heart. Kakashi's eyes flashed with joy, and he quickly followed behind Pakkun.
In the middle of the night, several people, led by Pakkun, hurried to a low mountain. When Pakkun signaled everyone to stop, Hyuga Yun quickly stepped forward.
"Byakugan!"
Byakugan, who had no blind spots, gave an unobstructed view of the area ahead, which also made Hyuga Yun, who was already extremely vigilant, feel a wave of panic in his heart.
"How's the situation?"
"There are more than forty ninjas in the number of enemies, most of them are Mist Hidden Anbu. Lin's chakra flow is wrong, and the technique remains on the ground."
His pupils shrank, and Kakashi looked up. What is the technique that makes so many Mist Hidden Anbu pay so much attention to it?
"Forget about that, let's make a pre-battle plan now. Tell us the enemy's location and simulate the battle three times in our minds."
"I will carry out a feint attack mission, Hyuga Yun will support you from a distance, and the assassination work will be left to you. Let us see the famous sword that can cut through thunder and lightning, Kakashi."
Shirokumo Hayama smiled slightly, as if he had given his life to his teammates without any hesitation.
"Ah, leave it to me, I will definitely rescue my companions this time!"
His expression was solemn, and the silent blue electric light filled his hands, sharp and swift.
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
Inside the Graveyard of Mountains, the old Uchiha Madara seemed to have fallen into eternal sleep, without wavering at all, leaning on the stone seat.
Rehabilitation was completed, and Obito, who had roughly adapted to the half body of Wood Release Cells, looked at the huge stone wall, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"Wait for me, Kakashi, Lin, Sharingan is the strongest, this time I must go in front of you, I want to become Hokage."
Obito, who was full of joy, did not notice that many White Zetsu hidden in the dark were waiting expectantly for the curtain to lift with their malicious eyes.
"Obito, that one you always talk about, Kaka Chicken?"
"It's Kakashi! You said Kakashi, what happened to him?"
Seeing White Zetsu emerging from the ground, Obito had an unknown premonition in his heart and quickly asked.
"Really? That kaka chicken seems to be rushing towards the battlefield over there at Mist Hidden. It seems that what-so-called one fell into the hands of Mist Hidden and is performing weird spells..."
"In the hands of Mist Hidden? Lin... is it Lin? Damn it, what is the teacher doing? There is nothing I can do, grandpa, I may have to leave here now. When I return to the village, I will come back to repay you."
Having said that, Obito looked at White Zetsu and couldn't help but urge.
"Hey, can you take me out of here?"
"I don't say hello, I say perfect. Spore Technique can't bring anyone else to use it, even if you have a part of me in you, it's useless."
Upon hearing this, Obito became even more anxious. With his strength, he could not smash the stone wall in front of him yet, so naturally he had no way to get out.
"Are you anxious? Then put it on and go out with me as a thank you, and then tell me what defecation is."
Not far away, Tobi spoke cheerfully, slowly opened his body, and put it on Obito's body. Unprecedented power filled his torso.
"Thank you, it's a big help, Tobi!"
He clenched his fist and punched, and the spider web-like cracks instantly shattered the rocks. When the dust and smoke dissipated, Obito looked back and rushed out of the secret room where he was hiding in anticipation.
The figure disappeared at the end of the underground, and Madara, who seemed to have fallen into eternal sleep, opened his eyes, and his cloudy eyes reflected a sharp look at this time.
"Without love, there is no hate. What kind of power will this unbreakable chain of hatred give you?"
"Sharingan's power comes from drastic changes in emotions. Both of your parents died. Watching your best companion kill the love in your heart with your own hands. What kind of power will you develop? Obito..."
At this moment, the dark substance hiding in the dark, observing everything, quietly followed Demonic Statue of the Outer Path's pipeline and submerged into Uchiha Madara's body.
The sneer and expectation in my heart also followed the departure of Obito, and the plan to lay out a thousand years began.
On the other hand, inside the short mountain, as blood flowers bloomed, the last Mist Hidden fell to the ground weakly.
The last thing I saw was those eyes full of ominousness and blood, cold and ruthless.
"What kind of art is this level of art? What exactly did Mist Hidden do?"
After looking around, passing through the narrow tunnel, and taking care of the last ninja who attempted a sneak attack, Hyuga Yun exclaimed in a low voice, and Shirokumo Hayama also felt that something was wrong.
"Lin! Is it an illusion? Expose it."
After rescuing Lin, whose senses were blinded by illusion, Lin looked at the visitor with surprise on her face.
"Kakashi! Are you here to save me?"
"Wait a minute, Nohara Rin, when you were deceived by Mist Hidden's illusion, did you feel anything was wrong?"
Shirokumo Hayama's words made Kakashi frown slightly. Lin shook her head blankly, and suddenly she felt a chill coming from behind, as if some terrifying existence was peering into her soul.
"No... nothing. My five senses were blinded by illusion. I don't know what the ninja of Mist Hidden did."
"There is nothing we can do. Wait until we return to the village. Please ask the teacher and Third Hokage to check for you. Let's go first. Mist Hidden's troops are catching up!"
Hyuga Yun, who was observing the surroundings, quickly shouted and everyone quickly retreated.
At the same time, in the distant mountains and forests, a petite figure hidden in the mist looked down at all this and urged in a low voice.
"Drive them back to Konoha, be careful not to chase them too fast to avoid irritating them, scatter!"