Kabuto pushed up his glasses, his expression grave. "So that's Isshiki's true appearance? The pressure he gives off is much stronger than in the genjutsu."
Itachi asked, slightly surprised, "Is it? Could it be psychological?"
Kabuto said, "I'm certain it isn't."
Kabuto said, "Incidentally, when was that genjutsu from?"
Kabuto pushed up his glasses again, recalling, "Hmm... probably when Sasuke came to visit Lord Orochimaru just after the Valley of the End."
Itachi nodded. "Ah, Sasuke's proficiency in genjutsu back then. That explains it."
Because after the Ten Battles, Sasuke's genjutsu... was reality itself.
Isshiki reigned over the sky. Beneath his terrifying presence, countless grains of sand, clods of earth, and stones hung suspended in the air.
He first glanced toward Orochimaru, then swept his sword-cold gaze toward Obito. "You're welcome to try again. See whether those little tricks still work on me."
Obito shrugged. "My mission is already complete. I only had to hold you off until your Reincarnation. All that's left for me now is to bear witness."
Isshiki gripped his staff, twirled it, then held it alongside his body and began speaking as one who stood above them all.
"As long as you know your place. Even as the strongest ninja, you cannot contend with a genuine god like me. But since you once entertained me in my incomplete form, I shall grant you the special honor of witnessing me obtain my perfect Vessel. Naturally, that will be before I pass Judgment on you all and sentence you to death. Treasure these final moments. You may flee, but sooner or later I will find you, crush you, and turn you into food for the Ten-Tails..."
After listening to Jigen's speech, Obito was overcome with emotion.
He thought wryly, *It's like looking at my former self, believing everything