Black Zetsu walked back alone, resentfully kicking stones along the road.
The distant battlefield was a cacophony. The Jashin Cult followers Black Zetsu had abandoned as pawns lacked the sense to adapt to the situation. Their leader had fled, yet they still howled and charged forward without fear of death.
But he did not need to look to know they had no chance of winning.
These Jashin Cult followers had appeared once before during the attack on Konoha, so Konoha was already prepared. With Orochimaru, who had studied them, as their opponent, they would accomplish little.
Another batch of cannon fodder lost. Tsk. Nothing but bad news.
This wasn't just losing everything I'd hoped to gain along with my own men. I was practically losing the last shirt off my back!
This operation was far too risky! I rushed it completely! I should have kept a much lower profile!
If I hadn't been controlled, I would never have done anything so irrational!
Black Zetsu's mood had hit rock bottom when something suddenly occurred to him. He paused, an unbelievable, secret thrill rising in his heart.
-If I hadn't been... controlled by the [command]...
Black Zetsu carefully guided his thoughts, slowly probing the words that had previously been forbidden.
Maybe those two Sealing Jutsu weakened me, or maybe the [command] needs energy to function and sustain itself...
In any case, when his emotions reached their breaking point, the [command]'s hold had weakened. He had actually awakened himself through the word "plan."
Before, he had not dared think about it because he was completely unable to resist the [command]. Now, even thinking about it this boldly and directly brought no punishment...
I don't understand the exact reason, but this is still a huge breakthrough... If I can undo it someday...
*Hiss... Isn't