Orochimaru turned back, his eyes greedily fixed on Obito on the operating table. A new plan had formed in his mind.
"It looks like we can move on to the next experiment..." Orochimaru muttered to himself.
He turned toward the operating table and took out a transparent syringe filled with an unknown white liquid.
Orochimaru inserted the needle into Obito's arm and slowly depressed the plunger.
As the liquid entered his body, Obito began to tremble violently.
His eyes gradually opened, pain and confusion showing in his sole remaining Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
Orochimaru watched it all with satisfaction, anticipating the changes to come...
Obito's body kept convulsing, his expression one of extreme pain. He tried to struggle but could not move.
Gradually, his skin began to turn crimson, his veins bulging as though boundless power were surging within him.
Orochimaru observed everything excitedly. He knew this experiment might yield unexpected results.
Suddenly, Obito let out a furious roar and broke free of his restraints.
His single eye turned blood-red, radiating an intense, sinister aura.
"It worked..." Orochimaru whispered to himself. Before he could celebrate, however, Obito lunged at him.
Obito moved so fast that Orochimaru had no time to dodge, and Obito seized him by the throat.
Obito's grip was so strong that Orochimaru could not break free.
"You bastard!" Obito snarled.
Orochimaru struggled to speak. "Obito, how did you..."
Before he could finish, Obito tightened his grip, and Orochimaru's face flushed red as he choked.
Just as Orochimaru prepared to use the Substitution Technique, Obito suddenly released him, collapsed to the floor, and passed out.
Although the experiment had awakened the power within Obito, it had also placed an enormous strain on his body.
Gasping for breath, Orochimaru looked at the unconscious Obito, feeling both helplessness and a trace of