"If he can handle it, he will. If he can't, we'd probably only hold him back."
"At this point, all I can do is put my complete trust in him!"
Mei Terumi froze at Tsunade's words, then suddenly looked rather defeated.
Tsunade didn't understand her expression, but she turned her attention back to the battle and said cautiously:
"You know there are still enemies who haven't appeared, besides the Impure World Reincarnation army, right?"
Ōnoki stroked his chin.
"True. That masked man hasn't attacked us, even though his space-time abilities are formidable."
The Raikage chimed in:
"And the reports mentioned someone with a Pitcher Plant on his head and a face split into two colors. His movements are just as mysterious, and he's nowhere to be seen either."
They discussed it among themselves.
In the end,
they decided not to interfere with Aogetsu Hyuga.
As they had
just discussed,
the enemy
seemed to have plenty of cards left to play.
If they left rashly,
something might happen to the last Jinchūriki.
Besides,
the threats before them,
both the giant Susanoo-clad Buddha
and Raigo, were far beyond their league!
In the distance,
the reincarnated Minato Namikaze stared grimly at Obito.
"What exactly are you trying to do?!"
Minato Namikaze was no fool.
They hadn't
pulled him out of the battle because they feared he'd be sealed away.
They had
another purpose. Minato Namikaze frowned. Could it be...
While Minato Namikaze was still wondering,
Obito stepped forward and tore open his clothes.
Minato Namikaze: "?!"
Zetsu: "..."
The stern look Minato Namikaze had worn
turned to humiliation, despair, and utter contempt.
"I never thought the enemy of the entire Shinobi World was that kind of person..."
Minato Namikaze spoke bleakly.
He had already shut his eyes, as though he couldn't bear to