White Zetsu was still staring at the ship.
The snowflake tornado spun faster and faster.
Moisture from the sea was continuously drawn toward it.
The temperature around the wooden ship kept falling.
Even the nearby seawater began to form tiny patches of floating ice.
"That makes it even stranger."
The half of White Zetsu's face slowly elongated.
"He didn't inherit his Ice Release."
"He created it himself."
As he reached the end, his voice suddenly rose.
"He fused wind and water!"
Most of his pale face peeled straight off Obito's shoulder.
If their bodies had not still been connected, White Zetsu would have all but wriggled out entirely.
"This is a new kekkei genkai!"
"The kind that can be passed down through a bloodline!"
"He actually did it!"
Obito abruptly raised his hand, pressed down on White Zetsu's face, and forcibly pushed him back into his body.
"Enough."
White Zetsu's voice still came from inside his shoulder.
"The previous intelligence only said the Pale God was skilled in Lightning Release and Fire Release."
"Now he has Ice Release too."
"Do you think he might have fused other natures as well?"
Obito's five fingers pressed harder.
White Zetsu's face was squeezed out of shape, but he did not stop talking.
"What can lightning and water fuse into?"
"What about fire and earth?"
"If he can create Ice Release, he should be able to create other release techniques too, right?"
Obito's voice turned utterly cold.
"Say one more word, and I'll leave you here."
White Zetsu finally fell silent for a moment.
Then his voice grew much quieter.
"It's fine if you leave me in the sea."
"The fish probably won't eat me."
Obito did not respond.
He feared that if he opened his mouth, he really would tear White Zetsu off