Black Zetsu, who had been slapped away by Kakashi the Wanderer, lay helplessly on the spot, ignored and forgotten.
Moreover, Black Zetsu was also completely bewildered at this moment.
Who am I? Where am I? What just happened?
It wasn't until the spatial Uzumaki summoned by Kakashi the Wanderer completely disappeared that Black Zetsu realized he seemed to have been abandoned.
He stared helplessly at his surroundings with his round little eyes. Apart from the dried bloodstain left by Obito, everything was empty, which made Black Zetsu feel a little uncomfortable for a moment.
" Obito? Where is he?"
Only now did Black Zetsu have to admit that he had been abandoned.
"Damn it, who was that white-haired brat? Don't let me find out who you are, or else..."
Black Zetsu about to break down. He had lived for so long, his age alone was enough to be some people's ancestors, yet today, he was being treated like a pet and slapped away.
What truly broke Black Zetsu's resolve was that Obito had simply taken that person away—a crucial part of his plan! And he just took him away like that?
As for our instigator, Kakashi the Wanderer, he had no idea what happened afterward.
After quite some time, the cursing and swearing gradually subsided. Black Zetsu Jue slumped dejectedly on the spot, staring blankly at the sky like a lump of mud. Now that his capable henchman had been taken away, what was he to do?
I don't know if that Kimimaro the Wanderer I had my eye on is alive or dead, but he's fallen into Naruto's hands, so he's probably old and crippled by now.
Black Zetsu just stared blankly at the sky, watching the blue sky and white clouds, the night sky and stars. When he got tired, he would close his eyes and rest before continuing to watch.
This went on for so long that even Black Zetsu himself lost track of how many days had passed. Then one day, as Black Zetsu was looking at the sky as usual, a large foot ruthlessly stepped on his face.
Almost the instant the man stepped down, Black Zetsu flew into a rage.
"Pretty girl, if you don't want your eyes, just donate them. Can't you see I'm here?"
The person who came in clearly hadn't noticed where they were standing and was startled by the sudden sound. They quickly moved aside, afraid of stepping on something.
Black Zetsu finally saw who it was, but his mouth gaped open in utter shock.
"Holy crap?"
Black Zetsu never expected to encounter this person here.
"Dan... Danzo?"
When someone called his name, the person was clearly taken aback, frowning as he examined the lump of black mud on the ground.
Where is your master?
The newcomer was none other than the Danzo the Wanderer. He never expected to encounter Black Zetsu today.
Upon hearing Danzo the Wanderer's question, Black Zetsu suddenly had an idea. "Won't we have a means of transportation?"
"Sigh, don't even mention it. We were ambushed that day, and then we got separated."
"Were you ambushed?"
After hearing Black Zetsu's words, Danzo the Wanderer squinted, his crimson Mangekyō Sharingan Black Zetsu as if trying to see through him completely.
He raised his head and looked into the distance, where the Demon Tribe was located. The Torune the Wanderer sent out a few days ago should be dead.
Danzo the Wanderer nodded, acknowledging Black Zetsu's statement.
Then, ignoring Black Zetsu, he leaned on his cane and continued walking forward.
Black Zetsu realized he couldn't leave without him, so he chased after Danzo the Wanderer as if fleeing, trying to climb onto him. But Danzo the Wanderer was not about to let this unknown black substance get close; what if there was danger? He would ruin everything.
He teleported instantly, dodging Black Zetsu's pounce.
Black Zetsu, who was initially happy to have a means of transportation, ended up falling flat on his face.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! Hey, why are you hiding?"
Black Zetsu spat out the sand from his mouth and looked at Danzo the Wanderer with displeasure.
"Hmph, what I do is none of your business."
As Danzo the Wanderer spoke, his Mangekyō Sharingan emitted a crimson glow, making Black Zetsu feel weak all over.
'Hiss, what's wrong with this old man? Why does he keep glaring at me with that Mangekyō Sharingan?'
It's not surprising that Black Zetsu was afraid, because Black Zetsu recognized that eye. He had seen that shape before; it was the same as Uchiha Itachi's eye. Both were masters of Genjutsu. Although he wouldn't be killed, if he were caught in Tsukuyomi, he would definitely suffer.
"Tch, if you don't want to, then don't. Why be so fierce?"
Black Zetsu as it slowly attached itself to Danzo the Wanderer's walking stick. Suddenly, large black stripes appeared on the wooden stick, a result of Black Zetsu's actions.
Danzo the Wanderer, picked it up and examined it carefully, marveling at it in his heart.
'I never imagined such amazing creatures existed in this world. Not only can they talk, but they can also enhance weapons. It's truly incredible.'
As for what Danzo the Wanderer was thinking, Black Zetsu care. Now that he had found a means of transportation, he naturally wanted to get a good night's sleep; he hadn't had a proper rest in a long time.
Before Danzo the Wanderer could ask anything more, Black Zetsu had already closed his eyes and fallen into a deep sleep.
Since arriving in this world and seeing the God Tree, his mental state has deteriorated significantly. Not only has his physical strength been depleted more quickly, but his hibernation time has also become longer.
' Obito, I hope you're still alive, otherwise I'm really in trouble.'
As for Obito?
He can get out of bed now, but the arm that Naruto destroyed, which was made up of White Zetsu, has not been able to recover. Without the White Zetsu to replenish it, and with Black Zetsu not by his side, he can only cosplay as Yang Guo for a while.
Looking at the person sitting opposite him, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. He never expected that Kakashi also existed in this world, as he learned from the Kakashi the Wanderer.
That Obito the Wanderer was probably under the Danzo the Wanderer's, Genjutsu, and couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion. The two of them had been trying to find a way to save Rin the Wanderer...
"Hey, Kakashi... Kakashi the Wanderer, when can I leave?"
Upon hearing Obito's words, Kakashi the Wanderer rolled his eyes, because this wasn't the first time he'd heard Obito ask such a question.
"Not now. Your injuries haven't healed yet, and that guy has gone out of control and is trapped in the illusion. I hope you can come with me to rescue him, because you also have these eyes."
As Kakashi the Wanderer spoke these words, his left eye spun and transformed into a spiral shape—it was Kamui.