Nagato had learned the full extent of their schemes and seen both him and Black Zetsu for what they truly were. From now on, Nagato would be utterly wary of him. They could never work together again, much less lend him the power of the Rinnegan.
With his hidden identity exposed, Black Zetsu would no longer quietly support him and pave the way behind the scenes as he once had. Instead, he might abandon everything at any moment to save himself.
The entire Akatsuki had lost its unity and existed in name only. No one was willing to carry out the plan to capture the tailed beasts anymore.
More fatally still, the whole Shinobi World was on alert. The five great villages had fortified their defenses, leaving them all but impregnable.
Forget gathering all nine tailed beasts-even capturing a single one now was nothing but a fool's dream.
Obito clenched his fists tightly, his fingertips trembling. His hoarse voice, choked with tears, echoed softly through the deathly silence of the Kamui Dimension.
"Rin... what should I do..."
"I've completely lost even my last chance to see you again..."
No one answered. Only the endless void swallowed all his helplessness and despair.
At that very moment, Black Zetsu's circumstances and state of mind were almost identical to Obito's in the Kamui Dimension.
A thousand years of planning had collapsed in a single day.
Throughout the Shinobi World, everyone knew he existed, everyone knew his goal, and everyone was guarding against his schemes.
Black Zetsu suppressed his presence to the absolute limit, not daring to let even the slightest fluctuation escape. Despair consumed him.
He lowered his head slightly and gazed into the void, murmuring like a lost child.
"Mom... what should I do..."
As far as Black Zetsu was concerned, most