Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Chapter 296 Black Zetsu's Ecstasy!

"Relax, don't be so tense."

Aoba, dressed in a pristine white lab coat, spoke in a calm tone.

"I called you here today to completely remove the Heavenly Curse Mark from your body."

Upon hearing that it was about removing the curse mark, Hongdou's body trembled violently, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

There was resentment towards Orochimaru, but also a lingering attachment that was hard to let go of.

In her view, this was the last thing her teacher left her, and she also knew that she had no right to refuse.

"I see."

Red Bean took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and said, "Let's do it."

Seeing this, Qingye stopped talking nonsense.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange red light suddenly appeared deep in his eyes.

The next second, his originally black pupils instantly changed, turning into a horizontal, straight pupil!

Blood Dragon Eye!

In terms of mastery and control over genjutsu, the Blood Dragon Eye is stronger than the Sharingan, but this only applies to the ordinary Sharingan, not the Mangekyou Sharingan.

"Look me in the eyes."

"Qingye said in a low voice."

Hongdou subconsciously opened her eyes, her gaze instantly meeting those eerie blood dragon eyes. Then her body stiffened abruptly, and she completely lost consciousness and fell into a coma.

Once it was confirmed that Anko had completely lost consciousness, the crimson in Aoba's eyes quickly faded, and her normal black pupils returned to normal.

"Senior, please."

Aoba turned to the assistant doctor who had been standing silently to the side and spoke.

The assistant doctor, who was also wearing a white coat, slowly walked forward upon hearing this.

He stretched out his pale hand, removed the mask from his face, revealing a delicate and pale face.

It was Orochimaru!

"Hehehe—As expected of Aoba-kun."

Orochimaru stuck out his tongue and washed his face, letting out a hoarse and sinister laugh.

"They actually thought of using this method to cover for me."

His physical condition is very bad right now, and his emotions are also very unstable.

If he were to secretly search for his former test subjects one by one, it would not only be time-consuming and laborious, but also very likely to attract the attention of Konoha's Anbu if anyone went missing or mysteriously fell into a coma.

Konoha is currently surrounded by delegations from other countries, making its defenses much tighter than usual.

But now, Aoba has gathered people together under the guise of an inspection, which has solved a lot of his troubles.

"Just a little bit of capriciousness in the exercise of power."

Aoba shrugged and casually remarked, "If Orochimaru-senpai is discovered, who knows what kind of commotion he'll cause? It's better if I just do a little manipulation, and there won't be too much trouble."

"Hehe, then thank you for your hospitality, Aoba-kun."

Orochimaru gave a wicked smile and walked to the operating table.

Looking at the unconscious Anko, a complex emotion flashed in Orochimaru's eyes.

After a moment, he slowly raised his hands and formed a mudra.

"Dispel the evil seal!"

Orochimaru placed his palm on the curse mark on Anko's neck.

Accompanied by a blinding light, the Heavenly Curse Mark on Hongdou's neck seemed to come alive and began to twist violently.

A chilling chakra flowed from the cursed seal, running down Orochimaru's arm and quickly merging into his body.

With the return of this chakra, Orochimaru's originally pale face visibly regained a rosy hue, and even his breathing became much more steady.

The curse mark on Hongdou's neck has completely disappeared.

Orochimaru withdrew his hand, exhaled a long breath, and felt a long-lost sense of fullness within his body, unable to help but let out a comfortable sigh.

"How are you feeling?"

Aoba asked casually.

"Absolutely wonderful."

Orochimaru chuckled hoarsely, "Although I haven't fully recovered, at least my body won't break down again."

"I don't know if it's just my imagination, but the retrieved soul fragments have actually grown stronger—"

"Oh! Is that so?!"

Aoba's eyes lit up; this was a great topic.

"It's alright, there are still other people around. You can take your time and enjoy the experience."

Inside the moon, the battle has reached a fever pitch.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The puppet attacked from the sky, its arms transforming into sharp blades that slammed into the ground, instantly shattering the hard stone slabs and sending countless fragments of stone flying.

Several Root ninjas dodged the attack by flashing their figures, almost touching the blade, and then simultaneously threw out dozens of explosive tags.

"burst!"

A series of booming sounds erupted outside the temple.

The flames engulfed half of the puppet's body, but the puppet only swayed slightly. A faint golden chakra immediately surged from its damaged shell, and it quickly stabilized again.

"Ordinary explosives are ineffective!"

"Attack the joints and core!"

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"Third squad, take charge and hold them off!"

There is certainly no shortage of talent at the root.

Those brought by Danzo were all elites who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

After the initial chaos and casualties, they gradually figured out the attack patterns of these puppets.

Danzo, leaning on his cane, stood at the back of the battlefield, his one eye fixed on the white-eyed old man in front of him.

The Grand Elder's face was deathly pale, and blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth.

While manipulating the puppets to defend against the Root ninjas, he also had to maintain the operation of the giant Tenseigan. His already exhausted body was collapsing at a visible speed.

"As expected, he's just an old man who's about to die."

Danzo sneered, his eyes burning with even greater greed.

If he can defeat this old man and seize the ultimate weapon here, he can gain power that surpasses the five great ninja villages!

"Cough cough—this group of surface humans—is surprisingly troublesome—"

The Grand Elder stared intently at the battlefield below, feeling his life force rapidly draining away, his eyes filled with resentment and despair.

He was still holding on, using his mental power to connect with the giant Reincarnation Eye deep within the temple, controlling the puppets to resist. But he knew he couldn't hold on much longer.

While the battle raged outside, inside the temple, two figures had already silently infiltrated into its deepest part.

The space twisted in a spiral, and Obito Uchiha and Zetsu, wearing vortex masks, appeared silently in the empty hall.

As soon as it appeared, the Sharingan under Obito's mask contracted sharply, and his breath involuntarily stopped for a moment.

Directly in front of them floated a huge sphere radiating a dazzling golden light.

The sphere resembled a miniature sun, radiating a terrifying and chilling aura.

The terrifying fluctuations of pupil power spread outwards in concentric circles, like the tides.

Even Obito's breath hitched slightly when he sensed that immense power of his eyes.

"This is... the Tenseigan you mentioned?!"

"That's right, this is the Tenseigan!"

Black Zetsu seemed somewhat surprised as well, "However—such a huge Tenseigan is indeed beyond my expectations."

"It seems that something terrible has happened to the Hamura clan on the moon. We haven't sensed any other living beings along the way, except for that old man who is about to die. This is too abnormal!"

Obito narrowed his eyes slightly, ignoring Black Zetsu's speculation.

All he could think about now was how to use this power to deal with Yamashiro Aoba!

"Since the thing is here, let's take it first!"

Obito snorted coldly, and the three tomoe in his right eye instantly connected to form a kaleidoscope pattern of three scythes.

"Kamui!"

A powerful spatial distortion field instantly enveloped the giant Tenseigan, attempting to forcibly drag it into Kamui's alternate dimension.

However, the next second, Obito's expression changed drastically.

A dazzling golden ripple suddenly erupted from the surface of the giant Tenseigan, and an equally powerful spatial fluctuation swept outwards.

Obito groaned, feeling a sharp, needle-like pain in his right eye, and a trickle of blood even seeped from the corner of his eye.

Kamui's spatial distortion field was actually shaken apart!

"How is that possible?!"

Obito covered his right eye, staring ahead in disbelief.

The maximum number of items Kamui can collect depends on the caster's chakra reserves and ocular power.

This giant Tenseigan not only contains immense ocular power formed by the fusion of countless Byakugan, but it also possesses the ability to manipulate space, which is why Obito couldn't bring it into the space-time dimension.

"Hehehe—Obito, you're too impatient."

Black Zetsu chuckled, "The power contained within this giant Tenseigan is unimaginable; your space-time cannot contain it."

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Obito glanced at Black Zetsu, surprised that his eye technique had such limitations.

Black Zetsu really knows a lot!

"So what do we do now? Are we just going to leave it here?"

"Don't rush."

Black Zetsu said quietly, "That old man outside and Danzo's Root should be almost done fighting. Go out and keep an eye on things. Don't let Danzo kill that old man. He still has the information we need on him."

"As for this Reincarnation Eye, it can't escape! I'll go deep into the temple and see if I can find any other good things."

Obito was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Space distorted for a moment, and Obito's figure disappeared from the spot.

As he watched Obito leave, Zetsu's body slowly sank into the ground, stealthily heading towards the deepest part of the temple.

The temple was deathly silent; apart from the cold buildings, there was no sign of life.

Black Zetsu wandered through the intricate underground chambers, his doubts growing stronger.

Is that old man really all that's left of Hamura's lineage?

Jue then slowly sank into the ground, swimming deeper into the temple.

The entire temple was eerily silent.

Apart from those cold puppets, there was almost no sign of life.

The deeper one ventures, the heavier the doubts become in one's heart.

The other half of the White Zetsu was also making idle complaints.

Until Jue followed a hidden passage and discovered an extremely secluded secret room.

Without the slightest pause, its body, like liquid, directly penetrated the heavy stone door and seeped into the secret chamber.

The room was very dimly lit.

In the corner of the room, a child with short silver hair was curled up, his body trembling slightly, clearly aware that an outsider had intruded.

White Zetsu: "Huh? There's a little brat here~"

"Who—who's there? Is it the Great Elder?"

"I cried out in a panic, my little hands gripping the hem of my clothes tightly," the servant cried.

However, at this moment, Black Zetsu did not hear what Sheren was saying at all.

Its heart was completely overwhelmed by an unprecedented ecstasy and shock!

"Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong with you?"

White Zetsu immediately noticed something was wrong with Black Zetsu, because the other half of Black Zetsu's body was trembling violently and uncontrollably.

"This—this feeling—"

Black Zetsu's body seemed to boil.

It stared intently at the Toneri in the corner, sensing the bloodline aura emanating from that young body that was infinitely close to that of its mother, Kaguya Otsutsuki!

"Pure Otsutsuki bloodline! There's actually such a pure bloodline in this world!"

Black Zetsu felt an overwhelming surge of joy.

The purity of this child's bloodline is even comparable to that of Hagoromo and Hamura back in the day!

Toneri possesses pure Otsutsuki blood, a fact confirmed by Otsutsuki Urashiki.

I originally thought that the Hamura lineage had been thriving on the moon for thousands of years, and their bloodline should have become extremely diluted by now.

But this child in front of me is simply a miracle!

"It's perfect—this is simply the perfect vessel for Mother's resurrection!"

Without any hesitation, Black Zetsu immediately detached from White Zetsu's body and pounced directly on the panicked Shiren.

what! ! !

Sheren let out a short gasp as the black liquid quickly spread upwards from his ankle.

In the blink of an eye, it covered half of his body —

Meanwhile, on the battlefield outside the temple.

The elder's body had reached its limit; he was panting heavily, and even standing had become extremely difficult.

The puppet army below has suffered heavy losses under the counterattack of the Root ninjas, and the defensive line is in grave danger.

Just as Danzo was preparing to order the final attack.

Wearing a vortex mask, Obito Uchiha appeared out of nowhere like a ghost.

"Who goes there?!"

Several Root ninjas who were closest to him reacted extremely quickly, drawing their ninja swords instantly and slashing at Obito's vital points without hesitation.

However, Obito didn't even glance at them.

Swish!Swish!

The sharp ninja sword pierced through Obito's body as if it had struck nothing but empty air.

"What?!"

The Root ninjas were terrified. Before they could react, a black iron rod had already slipped from Obito's hand.

puff!puff!

Blood splattered as several Root ninjas were instantly pierced through the heart and collapsed in pools of blood.

"It's him—the evil Uchiha!"

Danzo's face instantly darkened when he saw who it was.

For Danzo, whether the masked man was Obito Uchiha or not was completely irrelevant.

Most importantly, this person has awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan!

In his eyes, any Uchiha who awakens the Mangekyou Sharingan is an evil being that must be eliminated, just like Madara Uchiha back then!

"This guy's got his eye on the power here too!"

Danzo gripped his cane tightly, his eyes filled with resentment.

He knew very well how troublesome the masked man's bizarre space-time ninjutsu was.

The Root has just gone through a major battle, and their chakra is greatly depleted. If they were to fight the masked man again at this time, their chances of winning would be extremely slim.

He himself might even perish here.

"Damn it!"

Danzo cursed inwardly.

Although he was filled with longing for that so-called "ultimate weapon," Danzo valued his life more.

As long as he lives, he still has a chance to become Hokage; if he dies here, then he will have nothing left.

"retreat!"

Danzo decisively issued the order without any hesitation.

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