Kakashi and Obito Are Injured
Amidst a misty haze, the black-haired boy gripped his Kunai tightly, refusing to let go. His alert eyes scanned his surroundings relentlessly, his gaze swift and sharp as lightning, not missing a single, minute movement.
The boy leaned forward slightly, using an extremely clever posture to firmly protect the silver-haired, masked boy behind him, building an unbreakable defense line for his companion with his own body.
The silver-haired boy's face beneath the mask was as pale as paper, utterly devoid of color.
It was clear that he had just gone through a thrilling, life-or-death battle.
Every difficult breath he took was a life-or-death struggle with death, as if he would be swallowed by darkness at any moment.
His silver hair clung haphazardly to his pale cheeks, making his already haggard face appear even more poignant.
And beneath the mask, the corners of her lips still faintly revealed traces of battle—a shocking splash of blood.
The two of them were none other than Obito and Kakashi.
Originally, this mission would have been a piece of cake for them; they only needed to wipe out a group of wandering ninjas and then return to Konoha unharmed.
However, no one expected that in this seemingly ordinary corner, fate would suddenly take such an unexpected and earth-shattering turn.
Here, they unexpectedly encountered three powerful ninjas from Kumogakure!
These three Kumogakure were no ordinary people. They were agile and nimble, their movements were as fast as the Hayate, and their Ninjutsu was highly skilled and exquisite, which they used with ease. They were awe-inspiring and no one dared to underestimate them in the slightest.
Moreover, the Chakra aura emanating from the leading female ninja was exceptionally strong, far exceeding any opponent they had ever encountered before.
She was like a monster crawling out of the depths of hell, invincible and unbreakable, tenacious and ever victorious.
Faced with such a terrifying and powerful enemy, they had already exhausted all their strength, but still felt powerless.
"Kakashi, you have to hold on! I just sent out a distress signal, and reinforcements will be here soon!" Obito turned his head slightly, his brows furrowed, and shouted anxiously to Kakashi.
"Okay, I can hold on a little longer..." Although Kakashi's response was resolute, he could not hide the fatigue and weakness in his words.
They engaged in a thrilling battle with these three powerful enemies. Following that, Kakashi continued to unleash wide-range Water Release Technique, and the enormous Chakra consumption brought their bodies and minds to the brink of collapse.
At this moment, Kakashi's Chakra was almost depleted. He felt like a container that had been drained of water, which would collapse with the slightest touch.
Even if reinforcements arrive... Thinking of this, Kakashi became increasingly uneasy.
Why would the Kumogakure appear here?
Who exactly is this woman? How can she possess such terrifying Chakra?
The exact time of the reinforcements' arrival remains a mystery, and even if they did arrive, they would likely be no match for that formidable woman.
At this moment, their situation was extremely dangerous; the slightest carelessness would result in another fierce attack from the Kumogakure.
As for how long it can last, that remains entirely unknown.
As the saying goes, there are always mountains beyond mountains and buildings beyond buildings, and there are always stronger hands among the strong. Kakashi couldn't help but sigh inwardly, slowly closing his eyes, and that familiar smiling face involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
Koki...
Will I ever have the chance to see you again...?
In fact, hadn't Obito considered these thoughts himself?
His heart was also filled with endless worries. He clenched the Kunai in his hand tightly, staring at Kakashi's current state, feeling a pang of pain in his heart.
"Kakashi, we absolutely cannot give up so easily. Think of Koki; we swore an oath to protect him forever! We can't just fall like this!"
While encouraging Kakashi, Obito was also cheering himself on.
Kakashi nodded vigorously in agreement, his eyes regaining their resolve. Obito was right; they absolutely could not give up and had to grit their teeth and persevere for Koki's sake.
Time is like a thin thread stretched infinitely long, quietly and imperceptibly passing by, bit by bit.
The thick, seemingly impenetrable mist, as if possessing a unique soul and will, kept spreading and extending, like countless soft veils, dreamlike and enveloping everything around it.
The hillside, already ravaged by the fierce fighting, now appeared even darker, deeper, and more mysterious under the gentle caress of the misty fog, filled with an aura of unknown danger that inspired fear.
The blond ninja stood steadily atop a towering tree, his face, with its sharp features and weathered appearance, was deeply etched with an undisguised expression of anxiety and worry.
A pair of sharp, hawk-like eyes remained firmly fixed on the ever-expanding mist, while the fear and unease deep within him burned like wildfire, growing ever stronger and more turbulent.
Finally, he could no longer restrain himself. A resolute glint flashed in his eyes, and with lightning speed, he drew the heavy, sharp blade from his back, assuming a stance ready to charge forward.
Just as he was about to take action, a warm, delicate yet powerful hand appeared and stopped him.
"Why are you so impulsive?" The speaker was Yugito. Her tone was calm and steady, like a clear spring flowing gently in a mountain valley. The undeniable and powerful authority contained within it made people admire her.
She frowned slightly, and her beautiful, autumn-water-like eyes revealed undisguised dissatisfaction with the blond ninja before her.
The blond ninja replied anxiously, "But they've already sent out distress signals! How can I not be worried...?"
As he spoke, the worry on his face deepened, and his right hand, gripping the hilt of his sword so tightly that it turned white from the force, kept glancing at the billowing mist. It was as if only by throwing himself into the fierce battle could he calm the surging anxiety deep within his heart.
The white-haired ninja suddenly chuckled softly, slightly raising his chin, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.
"There's no need to worry so much. Given Konoha's current strength, the only ones capable of contending with us are the legendary ' Sannin.' Reliable sources indicate that Tsunade and Jiraiya have already gone to the front lines to engage in fierce battles with Sunagakure. As for that elusive Orochimaru..."
He paused slightly, a mysterious smile playing on his lips. "Orochimaru has been missing for a long time now. Who in Konoha could possibly come to our aid?"
These words acted as a reassurance, gradually easing the blond ninja's tense nerves and calming him down.
"That's right!" Yugito smiled broadly, her radiant smile resembling a beautifully blooming flower, both lovely and full of power.
"I'll personally take action; I'll kill every single one of Konoha that comes my way." Her words were filled with domineering confidence, as if the entire world was under her control.
After carefully considering Yugito's awe-inspiring power, the blond ninja chose to remain silent, knowing full well that the Two-Tails Jinchūriki was enough to make any opponent tremble.
The three fell silent once more, their gazes sharp as needles as they stared at the misty spray, awaiting the arrival of Konoha and preparing for the impending fierce battle.
Amidst the mist, Obito and Kakashi continued their arduous struggle.
Minato and Shisui, two individuals with exceptional tracking abilities, easily determined the direction of their advance, thanks to their keen senses and outstanding tracking skills.
As they traveled at breakneck speed, Minato explained the relevant knowledge about Jinchūriki to Koki and Hayate in detail.
"... In short, Jinchūriki are a powerful weapon used by various countries to achieve victory in war, and their strength even surpasses that of Kage."
Koki already understood the significance and threat of the Jinchūriki, but she still pretended to be clueless and nodded gently.
Shisui listened intently to Minato's explanation. He didn't know much about the concept of Jinchūriki before, but listening to Minato's explanation now, a strong fighting spirit surged in his heart.
The three figures moved like lightning, weaving through the dense trees.
"We've arrived. This is the place." Minato's gaze swept solemnly across the misty fog before him. He paused, carefully examining his surroundings, trying to discern any potential dangers within the haze.
Before the words were finished, an elegant figure suddenly appeared on the tree in front of the three of them. Her black hair danced lightly in the wind, and her eyes shone with pride and confidence.