At the very instant their eyes met, an invisible spatial ripple appeared around Obito's right hand, and a ninja blade slowly emerged from it.
—Uchiha Chizumi must die!!!
That murderous thought had completely filled Obito's mind.
If word about the "Kamui intangibility" were to leak out, Obito could hardly imagine how many people in the shinobi world would devise counter‑plans aimed at his ability!
Nor could the intel that "Uchiha Madara is actually Uchiha Obito" be allowed to spread—especially not to Nagato or Konan inside Akatsuki!
Otherwise …
At least half of everything he had worked for all these years would be for nothing.
Even within the killing intent in his eyes there was a trace of disbelief, because Obito truly could not fathom how Uchiha Chizumi had learned secrets no outsider could possibly know.
When his murderous urge peaked, Obito moved!
Whoosh—In a blink he was already within arm's reach of Uchiha Chizumi. Forming a one‑handed seal, he produced two shadow clones; three "Uchiha Obitos" now stabbed with ninja blades at Chizumi from three vicious angles.
Shlk!
Shlk!
Shlk!
The moment all three blades pierced Chizumi's body, the sensation—unlike stabbing human flesh—told Obito at once that the White Zetsu report was true: "Uchiha Chizumi also possesses a Lava Release technique resembling the Hōzuki Clan's Hydrification."
Sure enough.
Obito watched, stunned, as his blades simply melted away; the magma's searing heat made his eyelid twitch.
And just then…
With the ultra‑fast perception of his Mangekyō Sharingan, Obito saw Chizumi move!
Chizumi's left arm had completely turned to lava, a pungent odor filling the air.
Yet instead of smashing Obito's head, the lava arm deliberately reached for Obito's hand—the one gripping a blade!
Obito froze, and his face changed sharply.
Uchiha Chizumi knows the weakness of Kamui's intangibility!!!
The instant that thought flashed across his mind, Obito frantically leapt back—but when a scalding agony tore through his hand, he realized he was still a step too slow.
Trembling, he glanced down—
A third of his palm was gone, along with two fingers!
"…How did you know?!" he blurted, disbelief mixing with the pain.
Shocked, he dropped the act of pretending to be Uchiha Madara.
Obito felt that the shocks of tonight surpassed everything he had experienced in years.
He stared at Chizumi as if at a monster, cold sweat streaming from the intense unease.
He had not been this rattled in years.
Yet Chizumi ignored him, darted in again, and with a lava arm shaped like a curved blade slashed across Obito's weapon hand!
But the magma seemed to cut only air; droplets spattered onto the Konoha Cemetery path,
instantly igniting the ground in flames.
"Kamui intangibility—what a shameless ability," Chizumi remarked quietly.
Obito's face darkened; he nearly cursed aloud.
If Kamui was shameless, how about Chizumi's magma body that nullified all physical attacks?
Was it any different?
"You can't take him down." A familiar whisper came from behind. A black‑and‑white head had emerged from the ground.
The head said, "Your 'old friend' Kakashi Hatake is on his way. Don't keep tangling with this man. For now he can't do anything to you—but you can't finish him either. Keep fighting and more Leaf ninja will arrive. Being too flashy now helps none of our plans."
Obito ground his teeth, face gloomy. "He knows my secrets!"
"Can you kill him in three minutes?" the voice retorted.
Obito fell silent.
He drew a long breath and fixed Chizumi with a deep stare.
Earth Style: Hiding like a Mole Technique!
Obito's body began sinking. When only his upper torso remained above ground, he spoke coldly:
"Uchiha Chizumi, why did you try to kill me back then?"
Expressionless, Chizumi replied, "Your 'future evil' is plain to my eyes. I meant to strangle that evil in its cradle."
"Uchiha Obito, you should be grateful the Fourth Hokage saved your life. Unfortunately, a selfish beast like you feels no gratitude."
"Reeking with rot, you merely turned your blade of selfish arrogance upon your savior—the Fourth Hokage."
—He even knows the truth of the Nine‑Tails Night!
—And he called me a beast!
As only his head was left above ground, Obito's face turned livid.
He sneered: "Uchiha Chizumi, I don't know how you learned so much, but one thing is clear—you do not understand my ambition.
"You cannot see the shinobi world's essence. We are not on the same plane. My vision surpasses yours!"
"But … one day you'll understand. And when that day comes, you'll be powerless to protect your 'Justice.'"
With those words, Obito vanished.
He believed those lines salvaged a shred of dignity, so he would not seem a total clown in Chizumi's eyes.
"Meow, that eye technique is way too shameless," muttered Jūjirō. "Why do these lunatics keep prattling about 'vision'? With that narrow mind, he dares compare himself to Chizumi-sama? So full of himself."
Chizumi's face remained unmoved. "Just a deranged lapdog making excuses for evil."
…
"Hm?!"
Arriving at the cemetery, Kakashi suddenly caught a faint whiff of sulfur.
His heart jumped—he had smelled the same odor outside the Yamanaka compound.
That meant Uchiha Chizumi had indeed been here, and had used Lava Release in the cemetery! Had he already caught another wrong‑doer?
So efficient!
Then again—if Chizumi's eyes could truly see a person's past and future evil, what villain in the shinobi world could escape him?
"Still …"
A hesitation struck Kakashi. He had fought in the last Great Ninja War and killed enemy shinobi.
With blood on his hands, would he appear to Chizumi as a heinous criminal?
Pausing in doubt, Kakashi spotted a figure ahead.
Ah… They had met.
Too late to turn back now.
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