"Hey, Obito, you little brat. Still alive?"
Madara Uchiha ignored the three people before him and turned to ask Obito how he was doing.
"Cough, cough... yeah!"
Obito coughed up two mouthfuls of blood and forced himself up from the ground.
"I'm not dying just yet."
It had to be said that in this Shinobi World, where everyone had high attack and low defense, Obito had a pretty hefty health bar.
With all these sit-ups he was doing, he was almost keeping pace with the pirates in the series next door.
He owed this vitality to the modifications he had undergone after Black Zetsu brought him back all those years ago.
Strictly speaking, Obito could no longer be considered human.
Rather than a human, he was closer to a human-White Zetsu hybrid.
Calling him half a White Zetsu would be perfectly fair.
Obito frowned as he looked at Madara Uchiha.
"That's not a reanimated body!"
Obito noticed something unusual about Madara with a single glance.
Black Zetsu had approached Madara from behind earlier. On top of that, Madara's overwhelming presence at the time had left Black Zetsu afraid to even look up. Although he had noticed some differences between Madara and the other reincarnated ninja, he had merely assumed Kabuto Yakushi had prepared a special reanimated body for him.
But Obito was different from Black Zetsu. With just one look, he could tell that the Madara Uchiha before him was no product of Impure World Reincarnation, but the living, breathing man himself.
"What? Surprised?"
A disdainful smile curled Madara Uchiha's lips.
"You didn't honestly think you were my only backup plan, did you?
If I relied on you to revive me, I'd be waiting until the end of time."
As he spoke, he looked at Obito's chest.
"That was rather