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Woom…!
With the gurgling of two innocent Rock shinobi, the towering, demonic figures with flowing golden and silver hair and long, wicked horns awoke amidst whirling dust and grit!
"Keh heh heh… Who would have thought. That technique didn't die with him."
"Indeed! Killed by us brothers! The Second Hokage's technique—Impure World Reincarnation!!"
They possessed the Sage of Six Paths' bloodline. Could wield the Sage's five treasured tools at will. Had gained Nine-Tails chakra by devouring Kurama's flesh. Together, the brothers were revered as the 'Two Lights of the Clouds'. And for the crime of assassinating the Second Raikage and Second Hokage, they became the most infamous high-level criminals in Cloud's history.
Gold Horn. Silver Horn.
"Hm?"
The brothers noticed the black-robed man before them at the same instant.
"You there… Are you the caster of this Impure World Reincarnation?"
"…" Obito looked down at the tattered page in his hand. No reply.
The page only detailed how to perform the reincarnation. Not how to control the resurrected.
Well. Fine.
As long as these two appeared, the technique had served its purpose.
Fwoosh!
Flames ignited in Obito's palm, instantly incinerating the page to ash.
"Hey!! Are you deaf, bastard!!!"
Gold Horn barked impatiently.
Obito slowly lifted his gaze… and saw it. Beside Gold Horn, Silver Horn was aiming an ancient-looking, large pot directly at him!
Silver Horn grinned maliciously. "Hey, caster. State your name."
"…" Obito's eyes narrowed.
So that was one of the Sage's tools. The Amber Purifying Pot. Answer the question posed to you, and you get sucked inside.
Hmph. Perfect. A temporary container for the Nine-Tails chakra.
Obito coldly raised his sleeve.
—Almighty Pull.
Whoosh…!!
Gravitational force erupted from his palm, targeting the pot. It nearly tore from Silver Horn's grasp. The silver-haired man frantically clamped it under his arm, releasing Nine-Tails chakra around his body to resist—!!
"Damn it!! What kind of technique is this?! The pot's slipping, brother, help me—!"
Gold Horn sensed the danger. He released his own crimson chakra. It formed a massive, clawed arm that shot straight for Obito himself!
Obito maintained the pull with his right hand. His left snapped up, catching the chakra arm mid-air.
—Preta Path.
Shiiink…!!
The Nine-Tails chakra arm… was absorbed. Vanished.
From the shadows, Konan watched, stunned. "He can already… use both the Deva and Preta Paths simultaneously?!"
Jiraiya muttered. "Those are both Rinnegan abilities?"
"Yes. The powers of the Six Paths. Using any one individually isn't difficult. The challenge is wielding multiple at once… It took Nagato years to master all Six Paths at once. I never imagined Uchiha Obito, having stolen Nagato's Rinnegan only two months ago, could already manage two."
WHOOSH!!
After absorbing the arm, Obito's gravitational pull intensified tenfold.
"Grah—!!!"
Silver Horn couldn't hold on. He could only watch as the Amber Purifying Pot flew from his grasp into Obito's waiting hand.
Pot secured, Obito immediately pointed its mouth at the stunned Silver Horn. His voice was ice. "Silver Horn. Who killed you?"
It took Silver Horn three seconds to shift from shock to composure.
So what if this guy was strong? An Edo Tensei body couldn't be killed. What was there to fear?
And how laughable. Did he think Silver Horn would fall for his own tool's trick? Besides, the pot's lid was still in his hand!
Obito's voice was a low murmur. "Then another question. What ability am I using?"
The next moment… Silver Horn saw the impossible. Obito vanished in a whirl of space-time distortion. Reappeared directly above him. The pot's mouth aimed straight down at his head.
"Impossible…!! Space-time ninjutsu?!"
Obito smirked. "Correct~."
Oh no. I'm—
BOOOOM!!!
A torrential suction erupted from the pot's mouth. Silver Horn was ripped from the ground, screaming, and swallowed whole into the vessel. Obito casually snatched the lid from the air and slammed it shut.
THUD.
"SILVER HORN—!!!"
He saw his brother sealed. Gold Horn roared. A gale of pure malice erupted. Nine-Tails chakra surged, forming a dense, flickering cloak of crimson energy. Heat steamed from his jaws. He swung the Bashōsen fan with all his might!!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Blasting winds. Raging fire. Flying sand and stone. Swift thunder and torrential water… All collided and churned!
Obito walked through the chaos like it was a garden path. His left hand raised. Preta Path — Sealing Technique: Absorption.
He absorbed it all.
Gold Horn dropped to all fours. His maw gaped wide. A swirling orb of black and crimson energy condensed before it.
"You wanna absorb this too, then?!!"
—Tailed Beast Bomb!!!
KABOOOOOOOM—!!!
A golden wave of annihilation swept forward in a blinding, deafening explosion.
The earth ahead cratered in a perfect fan shape. Dust and smoke choked the air.
Gold Horn panted, grinning wildly. "Hah! Got him…!!"
"Your technique is sloppy. You only kicked up dust."
Gold Horn's blood ran cold.
From the settling debris, Obito emerged. Unharmed. Unscathed.
Impossible… Just who… what was he?!
Swish!
Obito leaped. Black rods shot from his sleeves!
Gold Horn tried to dodge—roots erupted from the ground, pinning his feet in place.
Wood Release…!?
Thuck! Thuck! Thuck! Thuck! Thuck!
The rods pierced his body.
"Gah—!!"
A terrifying, oppressive force flooded him. The Nine-Tails cloak around him flickered and dissolved. He fell to his knees before Obito.
Obito picked up the Kokinjo rope. Wrapped it around his arm. Struck Gold Horn's chest.
"Urk—!"
Gold Horn's mouth opened involuntarily. His 'truth'—his verbal tic—was forced out.
Obito casually slashed the air with the Shichiseiken. The 'truth' was severed, then sucked into the crimson gourd.
Zap.
On the flat of the Seven Star Sword, the captured 'truth' glowed. 'Silver Horn'.
Obito glanced at it. "Who did I just seal into the Amber Purifying Pot?"
Gold Horn sneered. "Stop playing games. You think I'm stupid enough to not know my own verbal tic? Just get it over with!"
"Hm. Fine."
As Obito murmured, his left eye glowed.
—Naraka Path.
Fwoom… Purple flames ignited behind him, forming the monstrous visage of the King of Hell.
"Ugh… ughhh…!"
Simultaneously, Gold Horn choked. His mouth was forced open. A long, grotesque tongue shot out, seized by the King of Hell's massive hand.
Obito's voice was final. "This is the Naraka Path's judgment. Lie, and your tongue will be ripped out. Your soul condemned to the Hell of Tongue-Ripping for eternity. Never to be reincarnated. So I ask again. Who was sealed into the Amber Purifying Pot?"
Raw, primal terror flashed in Gold Horn's eyes.
Tongue-Ripping Hell…? No. No!! I don't want to go to hell!!
"SILVER HORN—!!!"
HOOOM! The crimson gourd unleashed a suction force, swallowing Gold Horn whole.
Fwoosh.
The King of Hell's image vanished.
"Heh. The infamous Gold Horn… afraid of hell after all." Obito chuckled to himself, gazing at the gourd and the pot with fiery anticipation. "Once these are fed to the Gedo Statue… the Ten-Tails' revival is assured."
Nara Shikaku's voice echoed in his mind. "Lord Obito, that would still be unwise. The massive chakra surge from the Ten-Tails' revival would undoubtedly draw all your enemies here. Facing them with a weakened Ten-Tails is not a sound strategy."
"Of course I know that. But having a guaranteed method to revive it means I can focus on securing the Nine-Tails from Naruto and Orochimaru without worry… However. Before that."
Obito's gaze shifted. His eyes, cold and sharp, locked onto the hidden shadows where Jiraiya and Konan watched.
"You've been watching long enough. Don't you think it's time to come out?"
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