Obito Uchiha crashed to the ground like a meteor!
Dust churned and rose like a giant python turning over, and the earth let out a dull boom under the impact.
Obito lay at the center of a deep crater riddled with spiderweb cracks. The searing pain and suffocating sensation in his neck made his vision repeatedly go dark.
Only then did the shield in midair turn back into a Truth-Seeking Orb and whoosh back to his side.
"Hah..."
Obito forced himself to breathe through the pain, but the impact of that brutal force striking a vital point was far from something even his current healing ability could easily dispel.
"Cough..."
He coughed out a breath of stale air mixed with dust, his Mangekyō Sharingan and the Rinnegan in his left eye fixed on the figure slowly descending through the air.
Blade in hand, Naraku looked down from above at Obito, who lay unable to rise, and spoke at his leisure.
"I really did underestimate you."
Underestimate me?!
Was Shihōin Naraku mocking him?
Obito's face darkened, his eyes locked on Naraku.
Naraku's voice came from above, level yet clear enough to cut through the dust. "In the past, you wouldn't have been able to get back up as easily as you can now after taking such a serious blow."
"So... the power you gained as the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki really is enviable."
He spoke of envy, but the mockery in his tone could not have been more obvious.
Both of them knew what Naraku meant.
Even after becoming the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, Obito was still no match for Naraku.
That was what Naraku wanted to convey.
Back when Obito had not been this strong, Naraku had constantly crushed him.
And even after becoming the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, he was still easily crushed. His healing