pertwk Chapter 189 That's awesome! Let's get to a crowded place!
Chapter 189 That's awesome! Let's get to a crowded place!
Chapter 189 That's awesome! Let's get to a crowded place!
After confirming that Itachi Uchiha was out of danger, Obito did not linger in the mountain stream for long. Satisfied, he left with Zetsu and headed towards Amegakure.
Nagato is still waiting for him in Amegakure.
The sky was getting dark.
Obito and Black Zetsu appeared silently on the jungle path leading to Amegakure.
As the two approached Amegakure, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky.
The two walked side by side in silence, the fallen leaves slippery underfoot, making a soft rustling sound in the rain.
Black Zetsu lowered his head, seemingly deep in thought. After a moment, he suddenly looked up as if he had just realized something: "So, the reason you were in such a hurry to find White Zetsu was to treat Itachi Uchiha?"
At this point, a hint of admiration crept into his voice, "Indeed, judging from the situation just now, Itachi's body was already at its limit. If he doesn't receive treatment soon, he probably won't live for more than a few days."
Obito paused upon hearing this: "Huh?"
He turned his head to look at Black Zetsu, a hint of doubt flashing in his single eye, as if he hadn't quite grasped Black Zetsu's words.
Black Zetsu nodded knowingly, a rare look of admiration on his face: "Obito, that was a brilliant move!"
Obito was increasingly confused. He didn't immediately realize what Black Zetsu was suddenly praising, and wondered what was wrong with this guy.
But Black Zetsu became more and more excited as he spoke.
If we're talking about who understands the Uchiha clan best in the world, Black Zetsu definitely ranks high on the list.
Since his "mother" was sealed away, he has cooperated with too many Uchiha.
Even among the countless Uchiha he had worked with, Itachi Uchiha's talent was extremely rare.
Thinking of this, Black Zetsu couldn't help but sigh sincerely: "Uchiha Itachi is a rare talent! However, he is not only plagued by serious illness,
Moreover, his loyalty is also a problem. His attitude during missions was usually very lax, and now that Ah Fei is possessing him, not only has his illness been cured, but we can also monitor him at all times, ensuring his loyalty and efficiency. His life is now firmly in our hands!
Black Zetsu exclaimed in amazement, "Incredible, Obito! You've truly impressed me!"
"—" Obito was speechless for a moment upon hearing this.
He wanted to say that he hadn't actually thought that much about it; he was just trying it out.
However, after being reminded by Black Zetsu, he thought about it again and realized that things were indeed as Black Zetsu said: his unintentional act had actually yielded multiple benefits, achieving three goals at once.
Obito was also very satisfied with his extraordinary wisdom.
Not only did they rescue Itachi, a rare talent, but they also added an insurmountable layer of security to him.
Even better, through Itachi's connection, they could subtly extract more valuable information from the talkative but extremely wary Tobi.
You know, although Afei isn't very bright, he's very wary of me.
If Itachi were to make contact, it would be a different story.
Realizing this, Obito's normally calm heart couldn't help but race slightly.
A faint smile played on his lips as he gave a smug snort: "Hmph! Black Zetsu, you still have a lot to learn."
Obito stood with his hands behind his back, a hint of feigned smugness in his eyes. "Trying to see through my scheme? Hmph, you're still a long way off! Hahaha!"
Hearing Obito's sudden, exaggerated laughter, a meaningful glint flashed in Black Zetsu's eyes, and he chuckled along, half-jokingly.
Through the rain, two figures walked further and further away, disappearing in the direction of Amegakure (Hidden Rain Village).
1T1
Beside the stream at the foot of the mountain, Itachi Uchiha sat quietly on a slippery rock, motionless, seemingly unaware that a light rain had begun to fall, leaving his shoulders damp with a dark sheen.
A long time has passed since Obito left, and Itachi has been silently gazing at the stream, lost in thought.
The cool stream reflected his eerie figure encased in white armor, making Kisame Hoshigaki, who was standing nearby, feel worried.
Kisame had secretly glanced at Itachi's body, which was covered in white substance, more than once—the situation was truly bizarre.
However, what worried him more than this strange external change was Itachi's condition.
Since "Master" left, Itachi has been sitting silently with a solemn expression, seemingly lost in thought.
The air around us seemed to freeze, so quiet that only the patter of raindrops and the babbling of a distant stream could be heard.
In the dead silence, a cheerful voice kept emanating from Itachi's body, chattering and breaking the stillness, "What are you sitting there like an idiot for! Move around! Stop spacing out!"
Kisame stood to the side, looking at Itachi with some concern.
The sky suddenly darkened, dark clouds obscured the sky, and the light in the valley became increasingly dim.
After waiting for a long time, Kisame finally couldn't help but speak softly, "Ichigo-san, are you alright?"
Itachi remained silent and ignored him.
The sky grew increasingly gloomy, and a cold, damp wind swept across the mountain stream.
Kisame looked up at the rolling dark clouds and called out again, "It looks like it's going to rain heavily, Ichiba-san."
Kisame had barely finished speaking.
Tick, tick.
The rain did indeed begin to intensify, hitting the leaves and rocks and splashing up tiny droplets.
Uchiha Itachi slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled a long breath, as if expelling the pent-up emotions and worries in his chest.
When he opened his eyes again, his expression had returned to its usual calm and indifference.
"I'm fine."
"Let's go back to Amegakure."
Hearing Itachi finally speak, Kisame breathed a slight sigh of relief and picked up Samehada, about to agree.
Before he could even speak, a joyful shout rang out from Itachi: "Great! Let's go where there are lots of people!!"
Afei shouted excitedly, his voice filled with inexplicable excitement and anticipation.
"......"
Upon hearing this, Itachi frowned deeply, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.
This guy has been chattering nonstop since earlier, it's driving him crazy.
Itachi suppressed his impatience and snapped, "You're so long-winded! Can't you just shut up?!"
Afei was clearly quite dissatisfied with this reprimand and immediately stood up: "Hmph, it's true that Obito told me to listen to you, but he didn't say I couldn't speak! You can't tell me what to do!"
The eagle's head was throbbing from the noise, and the veins on its forehead twitched slightly.
Now he finally understood what Obito meant by "talkative".
The thought of having to wear this noisy thing for a long time to come gave Itachi a headache.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
Even if it's just for Sasuke's sake, he has to live. Since that's the case, then we have no choice but to endure it!
Thinking of this, Itachi nodded almost imperceptibly and said in a low voice, "Let's go. Let's go back to Amegakure first."
As he spoke, he stood up to prepare to set off.
Upon hearing this, Kisame quickly drew his long sword Samehada, intending to travel with Itachi.
However, to everyone's surprise, as soon as Itachi turned around, his eyes locked onto the figure that suddenly appeared in the forest ahead.
The focus of Itachi's gaze tightened instantly, and his pupils contracted slightly!
The leader wore a wide, gray-purple kimono robe, with a full head of black hair cascading down like a waterfall, and a few dark, snake-scale-like lines hanging down the sides of his pale, handsome face.
He narrowed his golden vertical pupils slightly, a sinister smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
The newcomer was none other than Orochimaru!
Half a step behind him was Yakushi Kabuto, who looked wary.
Orochimaru actually dared to come back?!
Itachi's gaze turned icy, and a flash of killing intent crossed his mind.
He didn't intend to say a single word of nonsense. His eyes were bloodshot, and he immediately launched a zero-frame attack—Tsukuyomi!
Just a little while earlier, in a dense forest in the Land of Rain.
Two wolf-fox figures darted through the damp treetops, leaving behind a trail of water droplets.
Orochimaru and Kabuto retreated at top speed until they could no longer sense any pursuers behind them, at which point they stopped running.
Both of them were slightly out of breath and looked quite disheveled.
Orochimaru's face was gloomy, his golden snake eyes filled with resentment and anger.
"Damn it—" he gritted his teeth and muttered, his face extremely ugly.
Unexpectedly, there was a master with the Mangekyou Sharingan hidden behind Itachi Uchiha.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Itachi was seriously ill and his strength was greatly reduced. He originally thought he was sure to win, but a strange Kaleidoscope appeared halfway and interfered, forcing him to retreat.
Seeing his prey slip away, Orochimaru was filled with resentment and anger.
"Lord Orochimaru!" Kabuto, adjusting his glasses, cautiously inquired, "Why—did you leave so decisively?"
It was practically the same as fleeing in disarray.
Orochimaru frowned sharply upon hearing this, his gloomy gaze sweeping over Kabuto. He grumbled in a low voice, "What do you know! That's the Mangekyou Sharingan! You can never be too careful!"
As he said this, he licked his lips with lingering fear.
He still vividly remembers the horror of the kaleidoscope!
He absolutely did not want to rashly face them a second time.
Seeing Orochimaru's terrified expression, Kabuto's eyes flashed with a strange light.
He lowered his eyelashes silently, thinking to himself: Lord Orochimaru's performance during this period has been rather unsatisfactory.
The plan targeting Sasuke Uchiha failed; the attack on Konoha ended in a crushing defeat; and now, having finally seized the opportunity presented by Itachi Uchiha's serious illness, they were again frightened into fleeing in disarray—
As he was lost in thought, Orochimaru suddenly seemed to remember something and frowned deeply.
"That masked guy, with Zetsu by his side!" he said ominously. "He's probably also a member of Akatsuki—Kabuto."
Do you know who he is?
"?" Upon hearing this, Kabuto carefully searched for the information he had on the Akatsuki members.
After a moment, he pushed up his glasses, shook his head somewhat ashamed, and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Orochimaru, I didn't know such a person existed."
Upon hearing this, Orochimaru frowned again, a look of doubt and contemplation flashing in his eyes.
He quickly went through the information on the known members of the Akatsuki organization in his mind, but he still had no clue about the identity of the mysterious masked man.
For a moment, the woods fell into a brief silence.
Suddenly, Orochimaru seemed to sense something. His vertical snake eyes lit up slightly, and a strange smile appeared on his lips: "They're gone."
Dou paused, then asked, "Who left?"
Orochimaru chuckled sinisterly, "Heh, Zetsu and that masked man have already left!"
"What?!" Kabuto looked surprised upon hearing this.
Orochimaru nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Of course I can't let Uchiha Itachi off so easily."
Orochimaru chuckled smugly: "Heh, before I left, I left a summoning beast to keep watch—the intelligence that just came in indicates that the guy's presence has completely disappeared."
At this point, a sudden, excited, and frenzied light flashed in his golden eyes: "Hmph, without that guy protecting us, all that's left in the ravine is a terminally ill Itachi and Kisame. This time, we absolutely cannot let him go again!"
His long, narrow tongue licked his lips, his voice revealing undisguised greed and murderous intent: "Go! Go back!"
Kabuto, seeing Orochimaru's almost manic expression, felt a slight tremor in his heart, but a glint of excitement flashed in his eyes.
"yes!"
He nodded quickly in agreement, pushed up his glasses, and a hint of eagerness appeared on his lips.
The two turned around and sped back the way they came.
In the mountain valley, the rain grew even thicker.
At this moment, Itachi Uchiha and Kisame were walking one after the other along the path by the stream.
Rainwater trickled down the thin, white spikes around his neck, splashing muddy spots on the ground.
Itachi's expression was cold and stern. He stared intently at the uninvited guest, his dark red pupils flashing with murderous intent.
Orochimaru was also taken aback.
He never expected that in just over ten minutes, Uchiha Itachi would undergo such a huge change!
At this moment, Itachi was covered in a strange white carapace, and his whole aura was cold. There was no trace of the weakness of the dying patient he had been before.
"This guy—"
Orochimaru's pupils contracted slightly, and amidst his shock, an ominous premonition grew rapidly in his heart.
However, before he could figure out the details, he looked up and met Itachi's eyes, which were filled with anger and murderous intent!
It wasn't jet-black pupils, nor was it the Sharingan with its three tomoe.
Instead, they were a pair of kaleidoscopes emitting eerie red light with strange patterns!
Orochimaru's expression changed drastically: "Oh no—"
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly froze!
Orochimaru felt dizzy and the scene before him suddenly twisted and stretched.
The next second, his consciousness seemed to be pulled into an endless abyss of darkness, and all his senses were taken away.
After an unknown amount of time, Orochimaru gradually regained consciousness.
He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself in a dimly lit tent.
The lanterns hanging from the top of the tent emitted a soft, orange glow, and the flickering flames illuminated the simple furnishings inside.
A sand table filled with maps and flags lay across Orochimaru's front, and he was sitting cross-legged beside it.
"Where is this—" Orochimaru looked around warily, his pupils shrinking slightly.
On the sand table, a simple topographical map of the border area between the Land of Rain and the Land of Grass was drawn. Small flags representing ninja forces were inserted on the map, marking the distribution of troops in various places, making it look like a combat command post.
Orochimaru felt a sudden sense of unease: Why does this scene seem so familiar?
He muttered to himself, "Is this Itachi's illusion?"
Memories of the banquet flooded back into my mind.
He recalled the strange changes that had occurred to Itachi earlier.
His life force, which had been almost completely depleted, was instantly restored to its peak, and he even unleashed an even more powerful eye technique!
What exactly did that masked guy do to Itachi Uchiha?
How could he be transformed and restored to his peak strength in such a short time?!
"Lord Orochimaru!" Just as he was filled with doubt, an urgent shout suddenly came from outside the tent flap, "The reconnaissance team has sent over new and important intelligence!"
Orochimaru frowned slightly upon hearing the sound.
The voice sounded somewhat familiar.
After a moment's thought, he regained his composure and calmly said, "Come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, the tent flap was suddenly pulled open.
A young ninja with red paint on his cheeks strode in.
Orochimaru took a closer look and saw that the boy was only eleven or twelve years old, thin, with a somewhat childish face, but a Konoha Village headband was prominently tied on his forehead.
At his feet followed a small ninja dog with pale yellow fur, wagging its tail and following closely into the tent.
Orochimaru stared at the boy and the ninja dog for two seconds, then his pupils suddenly dilated as if he had seen something incredible, and a brief look of surprise flashed across his face.
"Inuba jaw?!"
He stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
Why—why would he see the young Inuarashi in Itachi's genjutsu?!
[Ding! Orochimaru's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +400!]