Chapter 362: Uchiha Obito, You Bastard, May You Die a Horrible Death!
Next up was Nagato.
Naruto swapped the still-warm Kamui Sharingan into his own eye socket.
Then, he divided Obito's corpse into two parts and sealed them into scrolls.
This should prevent any chance of him coming back to life as a zombie, right?
Even so, Naruto still didn't feel safe. He used Vacuum Attack: Earth Transformation to lift the blood-stained ground in this area, then opened up a large pit, threw the blood-stained soil into the bottom, and buried it all back up.
After completing all this, Naruto installed the other Kamui Sharingan.
Obito never even got to use the Double Kamui, yet Naruto had put them to use first.
Subsequently, Naruto used the Transformation Jutsu to take on Obito's appearance. He casually wiped the stains off the mask and manipulated the cracks slightly to make them look more like battle damage. Then, he steadily placed the mask over his transformed face.
The shattered Tengu mask covered most of 'Obito's' face, revealing only that Kamui Sharingan and the tightly pursed corners of his mouth beneath the mask, which curved with paranoia and indifference.
His temperament instantly became gloomy, dangerous, and unpredictable.
Having done all this, Naruto sensed Nagato's exact location once more.
He didn't use the Flying Thunder God, which might expose his identity; instead, his body flickered as he entered the Kamui Dimension.
He wanted to create the illusion that 'Obito had just experienced combat or infiltration and had hurried over to rendezvous with Nagato.'
If this were the Hidden Cloud Village or the Hidden Mist Village, he would have just charged in with the Nine-Tailed active. What a pity.
Meanwhile, in Orochimaru's underground laboratory.
Nagato was currently immersed in conversation with Orochimaru.
Orochimaru's suggestive conversational style, along with the revelations about the hardships Jiraiya had endured over the years for the sake of peace in the Ninja World and for his Disciples—the pressure he bore, and even his inner struggles and loneliness...
Deeply touched the guilt and complex emotions toward his former teacher that had never completely died out within Nagato's heart.
"Is that so..."
Nagato's voice was somewhat low and raspy. Within his purple Rinnegan, his cold, hard shell seemed to crack open a sliver, revealing a trace of emotion.
"Jiraiya-sensei... so he also lived such a hard life all these years..."
He had originally thought that as a Disciple of the Hokage, and later becoming the highly respected Fifth Generation Hokage, Jiraiya should have been high-spirited and free to do as he pleased.
He hadn't expected that behind the glamour, his teacher also carried such a heavy burden and internal torment.
This made him involuntarily recall those difficult years in Amegakure where the three of them depended on each other, and he remembered his teacher's seemingly unreliable yet actually caring teachings.
The conversation with Orochimaru was subtly influencing Nagato's mood and judgment.
He was fully focused on digesting this information about his teacher, evaluating its truthfulness, and thinking about how he should face Konan, Hidden Leaf Village, and the gap between his former ideals and reality.
His alertness, unknowingly, had dropped to its lowest point due to the impact of the information and the turmoil in his heart.
He didn't realize at all that the true danger did not come from the morally ambiguous and unpredictable Orochimaru in front of him.
Instead, it came from the night outside, illuminated by the festival lights yet still hiding endless darkness.
A black vortex opened, and a battered Uchiha Obito scrambled out.
"Nagato! Go! Quick!"
'Obito' growled urgently, his voice carrying obvious anxiety.
"Uzumaki Naruto has discovered us; his perception was even faster than expected! We can't stay here!"
As he spoke, he forced himself to stand up and staggered toward Nagato, as if a lethal threat were truly closing in behind him.
Nagato was startled at first, his Rinnegan instantly locking onto the suddenly appearing 'Obito'.
But when he saw the familiar figure of the newcomer, the shattered Tengu mask, and that Kamui Sharingan, the tense string in his heart involuntarily relaxed.
Though Nagato's first reaction to someone suddenly appearing with a warning in enemy territory wasn't trust, hearing the name Uzumaki Naruto still made him lose his composure somewhat.
Especially 'Obito's' wretched appearance and unstable aura, looking as if he had just survived a fierce battle or flight, added credibility to his words.
Nagato had experienced Uzumaki Naruto's power firsthand; it was completely reasonable that Obito had been discovered and forced to flee.
"You..."
Nagato just wanted to ask about the specific situation.
"No time to explain, let's leave here first."
'Obito' rudely interrupted him, having already rushed to Nagato's side and heavily placed a hand on Nagato's shoulder!
This movement carried an urgency that brooked no refusal, and it fit Obito's consistently forceful style.
Nagato frowned, but he didn't resist.
He also knew this was no place to linger. If Naruto really came chasing, combined with this Orochimaru whose attitude was unclear, the situation would be very tricky.
Using Obito's Kamui Dimension to transfer was currently the fastest way to escape.
A familiar sense of spatial distortion instantly enveloped the two, and the scene of the laboratory began to blur and stretch.
Watching coldly from the side, a flash of realization and a smile appeared in Orochimaru's golden snake pupils, but she said nothing and did nothing, just watching quietly as if she had long anticipated this scene.
Kamui Dimension.
The scenery changed. The familiar, deathly silent scene of the alternate dimension, built from countless massive cubes and dimly lit, replaced the cold instrument lights of the laboratory.
Just as his feet stepped onto the hard, cold ground of the Kamui Dimension, Nagato had no time to observe his surroundings or ask 'Obito' for more details.
The hand originally resting on Nagato's shoulder was immediately pulled away, followed by a sudden backstab from a Kunai.
Almost at the same time as 'Obito's' backstab.
"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish!"
From all directions, over a dozen figures holding wooden longswords appeared.
Naruto's Shadow Clones were very fast and coordinated with perfect chemistry, completely blocking all of Nagato's possible evasion routes.
Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff!
The dull sounds of blades entering flesh rang out in rapid succession!
Nagato's limbs, torso, and even the side of his neck were instantly pierced by more than a dozen wooden swords.
The powerful Chakra and sealing runes attached to the wooden swords not only caused severe physical trauma but also acted like nails, firmly locking down his joints and vital Chakra points, and began to frantically absorb and suppress the Chakra within his body.
Wood Release: Wood Spirit Coffin Jutsu!
"Ah!"
Nagato let out a painful and angry grunt, his body staggering backward from the massive impact and the fixing effect of the wooden swords, yet he was unable to fall.
And this was not the end.
'Obito's' figure, the moment the wooden swords pierced in, had already appeared before Nagato again as if teleporting.
He brought his index and middle fingers together on both hands, striking out from both sides!
"Puff! Puff!"
Two light sounds, so fast they seemed like only one.
"Ah!"
Nagato tried in vain to use his hands to grab the two wooden swords piercing his chest and abdomen, wanting to pull them out.
However, the powerful sealing and absorbing power on the wooden swords caused the veins on his arms to bulge, yet they wouldn't budge an inch. Instead, the exertion tugged at his wounds, bringing even more intense pain.
Blood gurgled out from his eye sockets and from the dozen or so puncture wounds all over his body, quickly staining his clothes and the ground beneath him red.
Only then did Naruto, disguised as 'Obito', use Obito's voice to say the long-prepared 'line' in a tone so calm it was almost cold to the Nagato before him, whose face was distorted by pain and anger and whose aura was rapidly fading:
"Sorry, Nagato."
"In the end... I am a man of Hidden Leaf Village."
These words were like the final straw that broke the camel's back, completely igniting all the anger, sense of betrayal, and despair in Nagato's heart!
"Uchiha Obito!"
Nagato used the last of his strength to let out a shrill, hate-filled roar toward the sky, the sound echoing in the vast, deathly silent Kamui Dimension.
"You bastard, may you die a horrible death!"
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