The Akatsuki headquarters was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Everyone kept their heads down, not daring to even breathe loudly, for fear that they would be the next ones to be held accountable.
After all, the Danzo the Wanderer at this moment was truly terrifying. Not only was there a scarlet Mangekyō Sharingan in its eye socket, but the Sharingan on its entire pale arm were also writhing and emitting an eerie light. Just one glance at it would make one feel extremely uncomfortable.
Anyone who dares to provoke the Danzo the Wanderer at this time is asking for death, like an old man eating poison.
Everyone remained silent, not daring to utter a word.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Danzo the Wanderer, was immediately displeased. "Are they scared now? Where were they before?"
Growing increasingly angry, the Danzo the Wanderer simply started randomly selecting unlucky individuals, and thus the King of Hell's roll call began.
His pale arm was like a sharp sword, piercing through the kneeling black-armored warrior before anyone could react.
Blood splattered directly onto the face of the person next to him, but he dared not move at all. Even though the blood had flowed down his brow and into his eyes, and even though his vision turned blood red, he remained in the same position, kneeling on one knee, head bowed in deep thought.
After being stained with blood, Danzo the Wanderer's pale arm became even more eerie, as if the blood had activated something extraordinary. After that, Danzo the Wanderer did not stop immediately, but continued to mercilessly swing his arm, reaping one life after another.
Under the dim light, the Danzo the Wanderer was like a demon that preyed on its prey. His pale arm attacked without any warning, and by the time people realized what was happening, they were already dead.
As more and more black-armored warriors lay dead, Danzo the Wanderer finally stopped his killing spree. Perhaps his actions had been too intense, or perhaps activating so many Sharingan had taken a toll. Danzo the Wanderer slumped onto the throne.
"Alright, everyone disperse. Leave the Torune behind."
Upon hearing Danzo the Wanderer's words, the group felt as if they had been granted a pardon and fled as if their lives depended on it.
Only those who Torune the Wanderer remain standing in the same place.
The Torune the Wanderer Danzo the Wanderer and awaited his command.
"I didn't expect this group to actually lose. I'll leave this matter to you to investigate thoroughly."
"Yes, sir."
Torune the Wanderer responded calmly, his voice cold and devoid of emotion, as if he had never existed.
After that, like a puppet on strings, he left under the watchful eye of Danzo.
"Sigh, these are turbulent times. Who exactly are those guys?"
Danzo the Wanderer, wandering aimlessly, pulled hard on his Mangekyō Sharingan. His headache started again. He didn't know when it had started, but this eye had been throbbing with a strange pain. The doctors here had examined him, but they couldn't find any symptoms.
The pain reached deep into his brain, causing the Danzo the Wanderer to frown involuntarily.
It hurts, it hurts so much.
Meanwhile, on Obito's Obito, ever since he returned hopelessly from his Obito the Wanderer journey, he has been wandering around this vast world with Black Zetsu. Of course, Kimimaro the Wanderer, is still following behind them, and the three of them are walking together in a very tacit way.
Along the way, apart from Black Zetsu who kept chattering, the other two were quite quiet.
"Hey, kid, you might not believe it, but I'm practically your ancestor. Come on, call me 'ancestor' a couple of times."
Kimimaro the Wanderer disliked this strange, talking black substance; after all, who would like something that was constantly noisy and kept claiming to be from their ancestors?
That's right, the Kimimaro the Wanderer didn't treat Black Zetsu as a human being at all, even though he wasn't human either. He didn't want to say a word to him until Black Zetsu got annoyed by his questions, at which point he would finally utter two words.
"Classical Chinese (roll)."
As for Obito, he remained silent throughout the journey, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Was he pondering Obito the Wanderer?
Or is he thinking of his Lin again?
Who could have guessed?
Even now, Obito and Black Zetsu are unaware that Naruto and Sasuke have been chasing them all the way to this world, if they knew.
Obito would definitely say that Naruto and Sasuke are crazy.
"Let's go, Obito, let's go check that out there. I sensed a very strong Chakra fluctuation over there."
Just as Obito stopped again, seemingly lost in thought, Black Zetsu slowly crawled over and told Obito what he had just discovered.
Obito, who had no particular destination in Obito, readily agreed to Black Zetsu's suggestion.
The three adjusted their direction and headed in the direction Black Zetsu had indicated.
" Black Zetsu, don't lead the way again next time."
Why should I?
"This rain is getting quite heavy."
"Shall we go back?"
Although Obito kept complaining about the path Black Zetsu had chosen, he didn't listen to Black Zetsu's advice and continued on his way in the rain.
Seeing Obito's reaction, Black Zetsu Obito remained silent. After all, he could only sense Chakra to a certain extent; he wasn't some kind of weather forecaster.
Kimimaro the Wanderer, still wandering, followed behind the two, wondering why they weren't using umbrellas in the rain.
Thinking of this, he tightened his body under the umbrella, the wind on a rainy day was especially cold.
After walking for a long time, Black Zetsu looked back and immediately jumped up in anger.
"Damn it, why didn't you say you had an umbrella earlier? You're enjoying yourself here, don't you even know how to show some respect to your old ancestor?"
Black Zetsu, cursing and swearing, squeezed under the umbrella of Kimimaro the Wanderer.
Seeing Black Zetsu enter, Kimimaro the Wanderer remained silent, only glancing at Obito walking ahead, his meaning clear: should he let him in as well?
But Black Zetsu answered for Obito.
"It's okay, don't mind him. He just likes being in the rain; he says it makes him feel sad."
Kimimaro the Wanderer, though not understanding, respected the direction Black Zetsu had been traveling. And so, the three of them headed toward the place Black Zetsu had sensed.
However, Obito didn't know was that listening to Black Zetsu this time almost led to his utter destruction.
In the Demon Tribe, Naruto, who had already woken up, looked at the Jiraiya the Wanderer Naruto. If he didn't know this guy and didn't know that he couldn't just use that powerful Lightning Release Ninjutsu casually, he would have already used lightning to strike the Jiraiya the Wanderer.
But Zabuza the Wanderer, continued to provoke Naruto. As for the end?
Jiraiya the Wanderer, sporting an afro, slunk out of Naruto's room.
He was unlucky; he ran into Tobirama the Wanderer, the wanderer, as soon as he came out.
"Haha, serves you right for not behaving yourself!"
Tobirama the Wanderer a smile, entered Naruto's room, but quickly came out.
Similarly, he also sported an afro and had smoke coming out of his mouth while speaking.
"Haha, teacher, you're one to talk! You're not much better than me!"
Hearing Jiraiya the Wanderer's mockery, Tobirama the Wanderer didn't defend himself, but instead gave Jiraiya the Wanderer a big bump on the head.