Natsuki's soul was too heavy.
Or rather, it carried too much energy.
At present, only a body that was thawing its Karma could bear Natsuki's soul.
Over the past few days, Natsuki's soul had become highly compatible with Kimimaro's body.
As long as he waited for the Karma to finish thawing, he could take over Kimimaro's body completely.
But before that, Kimimaro needed to be extracted first.
Otherwise, Kimimaro's soul would be completely devoured by the energy released by the Karma.
Natsuki had gone out alone to indulge in sweets, and by the time he returned, Orochimaru had already prepared everything.
After all, Orochimaru placed great importance on efficiency. If he waited for Natsuki to handle it himself, things would inevitably drag on.
After hearing Orochimaru's words, Natsuki was quite satisfied.
"Then make the arrangements. What do you need me to do?" Natsuki clapped his hands. Being a hands-off manager felt great.
"Go bring Nagato over first. We need him to control Madara's Rinnegan."
"Madara's Rinnegan recovered?" Natsuki was somewhat surprised, because when Madara had been spat out in the end—
Madara's Eye had not only lost all its ocular power, it did not even have vision left.
It had been completely scrapped.
But the Uchiha Clan had collected it as though it were merely materials.
"Just go. I'll explain it to you later."
"Alright!" Natsuki did not ask further.
He sensed Nagato's Flying Thunder God Mark and found that it was out at sea. The distance was rather far, which was why they had not returned earlier.
Whoosh.
Space and time shifted.
Natsuki arrived above the sea.
Nagato was standing alone on the deck, gazing into the distance as the orange sun sank beneath the horizon.
The warm yellow light was especially enchanting.
Nagato was already thirty-eight years old,