Black Zetsu narrowed his eyes as he watched the situation on the battlefield.
Tsk, things certainly look to be in my favor right now, but if this drags on and Konoha's reinforcements arrive, that won't be good.
He stood in a crack in the ground and formed hand seals.
"Impure World Reincarnation."
Several coffin lids erupted from the ground behind him with a thunderous crash.
"Go."
"Is this... Konoha?"
Roshi looked at his crack-covered hands, then glanced around.
In the distance, the profile of the towering Hokage Rock stood out clearly in the sunlight, while two enormous black-furred monsters kept roaring in the sky.
"It is Konoha. Speaking of which, given the state we're in, this should be Impure World Reincarnation, right?"
Han spoke in a muffled voice, a barely perceptible trace of sorrow flashing through the armored man's eyes.
I was still too slow. If I'd been just a little faster, perhaps I could have reached Konoha before Obito caught up with me.
I wonder how the village is doing now.
"Hey, hey, hey. I let your consciousnesses out, but that doesn't mean you can just say whatever you want."
Black Zetsu watched the group quietly begin talking among themselves, the dark lines on his forehead twitching.
"Hey! You still haven't told me what exactly you did to me while I was unconscious, you bastard!"
Hozuki Gengetsu threw caution to the wind. At worst, he would die, and he had already died anyway.
Compared to that, surely his chastity was more important?!
For once, Black Zetsu felt somewhat helpless today.
Making control talismans took considerable time and effort, and he had put every one he had made inside Indra and Asura.
That led to a problem.
This batch of reincarnated shinobi had only one talisman inside each of