"Who are you? I don't recall anyone like you in the Shinobi World!"
He was like a ghost. The attack had passed straight through his body as though he were a phantom, yet Orochimaru's instincts told him that the figure before him was indeed a living, breathing person.
That contradictory feeling irritated Orochimaru immensely, and his wariness rose to its limit.
As it happened, this was currently Obito's favorite question.
He spoke in an eerie, ethereal voice. "My name is Madara Uchiha!"
At the name Madara Uchiha, Orochimaru's pupils, which had returned to normal, instantly narrowed into slits again.
Of course he had heard that name...
"The former leader of the Uchiha Clan, who founded Konoha alongside the First-Madara Uchiha?"
After saying that, Orochimaru gave a cold laugh.
"Hmph! Is this supposed to be a joke?!"
Clearly, since Orochimaru had heard of Madara Uchiha, he also knew that Madara Uchiha had long since died in that battle against the First.
Yet this lowlife who had suddenly appeared before him, too afraid to show his face, actually dared to claim he was Madara Uchiha. What kind of joke was this?!
Obito was not annoyed by Orochimaru's mockery. He said calmly,
"It's only natural that you don't believe me. After all, even Hashirama died after that great battle, and you learned of my death from him. However-"
Obito paused, leaving him in suspense. Only when Orochimaru's aura grew increasingly dangerous and he looked ready to strike did Obito continue.
"With your knowledge, surely you've heard of that legendary technique of the Uchiha Clan!"
Orochimaru's expression remained unchanged, but inwardly, he was startled. He immediately realized what the Masked Man was getting at.
His serpentine eyes fixed on Obito as he enunciated each word.
"Izanagi!"
"Exactly! That's the one!"
A hint of smugness