A moment later.
"Hehe, Nine-Tails, mad yet? Mad yet? Can't hit me, can you?" Black Zetsu had finally turned the tables, and his Farming Technique kept Nine-Tails from landing even a single slap.
"Awooo!!" Nine-Tails was beside himself with rage, then slowly opened his enormous, blood-red maw.
A black Tailed Beast Bomb slowly formed in Nine-Tails' mouth. Dave watched from the side, dumbfounded.
"Holy shit, Kurama! You're using a Tailed Beast Bomb in this tiny space?!" Dave roared.
"Brat! I'm going to kill him!! Don't worry, this Sealing Space is very stable. It won't break! You Pitch-Black thing! Let's see where you can run now!!" Nine-Tails said slowly.
"Nine-Tails!!"
"Black Zetsu!!"
Fine, you two keep fighting...
Dave slowly woke up on the floor and looked at the five extremely nervous people before him.
"I'm fine. You don't have to be so nervous," Dave said with a smile.
"Dave, are you sure you're okay?" Hashirama swallowed and pointed at him.
Dave's face slowly took on a puzzled look, then he lowered his head to look at himself...
"Aaaah!!" Dave startled himself.
Aside from his face, Dave was pitch-black from head to toe, as though Black Zetsu had possessed him. Once he calmed down, he realized this was Black Zetsu's chakra. But it seems pretty weak...
"Fucking brat, what do you mean?! Explain yourself! Who's weak?!" Sealed inside Dave's body, Black Zetsu could naturally hear his thoughts, and he roared in displeasure.
He was a thousand-year-old Black Hand, a scheming bastard who had spent a millennium plotting. Who knew how many people he had toyed with to death? And this brat was mocking him for being weak?
"That thing should be a sentient creation of Yin-Yang Release. Dave can now use his chakra. I can sense all that from this chakra," Madara