"What... happened...?"
At last, Obito and Kakashi both realized something was wrong.
They had just emerged from the lovers' space and had not yet looked around.
Now that they did, Madara and the First, Second, and Third Hokage, all four Impure World Reincarnations, were lined up face-down on the ground, pinned there, chatting away.
Meanwhile, in the sky, the formerly invincible Fourth Hokage was being brutally beaten.
"Madara... what's going on?"
Obito Uchiha could not help asking.
Madara Uchiha glanced at him. "Obviously, we were all set up. The one who set us up now possesses overwhelming power."
Obito Uchiha: "..."
"The Infinite Tsukuyomi... was fake?"
The efforts he had persisted in for so many years were ruthlessly shattered at this moment.
Obito looked at Madara Uchiha, his voice hoarse. "Was it all for nothing?"
Madara Uchiha seemed rather calm. "Yes, it was all for nothing."
"Obito..."
Seeing Obito's lost and despondent appearance, Kakashi could not bear it.
"Shut up—"
But at that moment, Obito suddenly clutched his head and roared again, "Every day, every month, every year! I'm sick of it, sick of it, sick of it!"
"Yahiko! How much longer are you going to keep talking—"
That final name meant little to the others, but to Konan, to Wuye, and to the consciousness of Nagato within Ōtsutsuki Isshiki... it struck like thunder!
Ōtsutsuki Isshiki's body suddenly froze.
"Ya... hiko..."
He murmured softly.
"Now!"
Wuye precisely seized that instant of stillness. His right-eye ocular technique activated abruptly, while his right hand became covered in black sealing formulas!
"Whoosh!"
Ōtsutsuki Isshiki was suddenly teleported before Wuye.
"Bang!"
Wuye pressed his hand against Isshiki's chest.
"Ugh..."
Ōtsutsuki Isshiki instantly came to his senses and suppressed Nagato's wavering consciousness.
But countless sealing formulas had already spread across his body.
Especially over his