It's over... it's all over...
Obito They haven't come back yet, and water from afar cannot quench their thirst.
The defensive power of Kirigakure is like paper in front of Sasuke who has activated Mangekyo Sharingan, and in his half-baked state of possession, even escaping is a problem, let alone confrontation.
How could he escape from these two evil stars with his own pitiful power that could only rely on and play tricks?
Even more, how can we keep this precious body that is finally obtained and belongs to Uchiha Itachi?
Black Zetsu's face was filled with unabashed despair.
It is a kind of powerlessness and fear when the plan is completely ruined, all cards are lost, and faced with being crushed by absolute power.
In despair, his survival instinct drove him to make an attempt that even he himself found ridiculous.
Black Zetsu controlled Itachi's body, squeezed out a stiff smile that was extremely forced and a bit pleading, and said to the murderous Sasuke at the door:
"Sasuke Uchiha... can... can we reconcile?"
Sasuke seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. He tilted his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth under the bamboo hat curved into a mocking arc.
"Huh?"
He let out a short, disdainful laugh, "Are you kidding me?"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised the Ninja Blade that was still bleeding in his hand, and pointed the blade directly at the Black Zetsu inside the Office.
The cold murderous aura spread like substance, completely crushing the ridiculous word "reconciliation".
"It's easy to spare your life, just resurrect Uchiha Itachi and let me kill him first!"
The next second, Sasuke's figure, with unparalleled killing intent, rushed towards Black Zetsu like an arrow from a string!
The body of Shino silently emerged from the window, blocking Black Zetsu's possible escape route.
Reconciliation?
Doesn't exist.
There is only liquidation, only recapture, only complete destruction!
"Actually Itachi is not dead!"
Black Zetsu took two steps back sharply, his voice becoming sharp due to fear, "If you kill me now, it means killing him! His consciousness is still sleeping in this body!"
It tried to use this information as its final bargaining chip. At the same time, a strange smile appeared on its half-black and half-white face, "Besides, you may not be able to kill me. My body is liquid, and you may not be able to kill me now."
It tells the truth.
As the product of Kaguya Otsutsuki's will, Black Zetsu is essentially the creation of Yin-Yang Release, and it is difficult to completely destroy it with ordinary physical attacks.
However, these words were like sparks splashing into an oil barrel.
"Itachi is not dead?"
Sasuke's forward figure paused suddenly, but an unprecedented light burst out from those scarlet Sharingan.
It was not a light of surprise, but a frightening light that was a mixture of ecstasy, hatred and extreme obsession.
"Is there such a good thing?"
This sentence was squeezed out from Sasuke's teeth, with a kind of creepy excitement.
What does this mean?
This meant that he could personally let Itachi experience the pain he had inflicted on his father and mother.
This thought bit Sasuke's heart like a poisonous snake, making his breathing hot.
The hatred that had accumulated over the years, the pain of losing everything, and the anger at my own weakness found the perfect outlet at this moment.
The sword shines like lightning.
Sasuke's figure was almost at its peak. Almost at the moment when the word "good thing" fell, it had already crossed a distance of several meters and appeared in front of "Itachi".
He didn't hesitate at all, not even a moment's hesitation.
The Ninja Blade in the hand screamed fiercely with a tearing air--
Buried into Itachi's heart!
"Pfft!"
The muffled sound of a sharp knife penetrating flesh was particularly clear in the silence of Office.
The blade penetrated Akatsuki's red cloud robe, pierced the skin, cut open the muscles, and finally sank deeply into the heart.
Warm blood gurgled out along the blood groove on the blade, quickly staining the skirt of the robe red.
The body of "Itachi" under the control of Black Zetsu suddenly stiffened, and its originally dead eyes suddenly widened, with a mixture of unbelievable shock and distortion caused by severe pain on its face.
It didn't expect that Sasuke would be so decisive, so... ruthless. Not for saving, but for revenge.
Sasuke's face was so close that he could clearly see every trace of pain on his "brother's" face. Sharingan reflected the other person's gradually dilated pupils, and the corners of Sasuke's mouth slowly opened, revealing an almost crazy, satisfied sneer.
"Feel it, Itachi..."
He whispered in a low voice, but his voice was cold and biting,
"This is... what it feels like to be killed."
He had waited for this moment for too long.
No, this feels very wrong.
No, I won Genjutsu!
Sasuke sensed something was wrong when the knife penetrated Itachi's body. Itachi's Mangekyo Sharingan's pupil power was not as good as Sasuke's Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, but Sasuke quickly discovered the flaw and was able to break through this layer of Illusion.
"You have grown up, Sasuke."
At the moment when the sharp blade was completely immersed in the heart, a low and gentle voice that was completely different from the twisted and hoarse voice of Black Zetsu gently spat out from "Itachi"'s mouth.
It was as if the frozen lake suddenly cracked, and in the dead body, the soul that had been suppressed for a long time finally regained control of the body briefly in the reflection of the last moment of life.
Uchiha Itachi, or in other words, the part of consciousness that really belonged to Itachi at this moment, raised his eyes.
Those eyes that were always deep were extremely clear at this moment, even with a hint of... relief-like calm.
He looked at his younger brother who was so close, with a ferocious face full of revenge, and actually smiled slightly, softly.
There was no resentment or anger in that smile, just a bottomless complex emotion.
There may be relief, apology, regret, and relief that I can finally face my brother's blade.
"However," Itachi's smile still hung on his lips, "There is also a gap between Mangekyo Sharingan."
The moment the words fell, a sudden change occurred!
"Tsukuyomi!"
Itachi's eyes, which originally looked empty due to the control of Black Zetsu, instantly turned into a scarlet Mangekyō Sharingan pattern.
Buzz--
Sasuke, Shino, and even Black Zetsu, all three have a pair of Mangekyō Sharingan in their field of vision.
Then there's Mizukage's Office and a man sitting behind a desk.
"Are you finally awake? Kid."
It's Indra!
"You're too impatient."
Indra's voice had a teaching tone, "Don't you even realize that you have entered Genjutsu? From the moment you stepped into this room, everything you see and feel has been disturbed."
"That idiot who thought he controlled Uchiha Itachi,"
Indra's tone was full of disdain, "It has been trapped in the more advanced Genjutsu from beginning to end. It controls the clone left by your brother as your brother's body.
It thought it was controlling Weasel, but in fact, it was only controlling an empty shell, a Decoy. The real Weasel was right next to him, laughing at this guy's complacent look."
"However," Indra's voice became serious, "Your brother's real physical condition is indeed very bad. I'm afraid... he is not far from running out of gas."