Black Zetsu watched coldly as the humans before him died one after another during the ritual. He was bored.
Humans really were a troublesome species.
When their vitality was strong, they could cling to life to an astonishing degree, yet with the right method, killing them was absurdly easy.
When powerful, they could threaten his life despite his thousand-year lifespan; when frail, they could die all too easily unless he watched over them carefully.
Both strong and weak. That was why Zetsu hated them.
Both clever and foolish. That made them easy to use.
It was about time. Time to deal with matters in Konoha.
The Rinnegan, the Tailed Beasts! That damned Konoha! I'll slaughter every last one of you except the Uchiha!
This time, I'll reclaim a little of what I'm owed. Let the Nine-Tails shine in Konoha!!!
Release him, then let him do as he pleases! I refuse to believe the Nine-Tails won't reduce Konoha to a wreck after being imprisoned for so long!!!
"Corpse squad, follow me! Our target is-Konoha!"
His body shrouded in a pitch-black robe, he raised an arm and called out. A crowd of followers with eerie black markings on their faces cheered.
Watanabe Ichiro felt he had miscalculated. Visiting Mito Uzumaki had been a mistake!
He had been happily studying the Sealing Jutsu Formula at Root, getting hooked on his little code-breaking game, when someone knocked on his door.
Strange. No one from Root should be bothering me at this hour. Did something happen?
Watanabe Ichiro opened the door and was startled by the crowd gathered outside.
Hatake Sakumo stood at the front, with Chidori Cloud pressed close beside him and Tsunade and Dan Katō crowded around his legs.
"You...?"
Watanabe Ichiro had a bad feeling.
The people before him gave him