boyutpedia Chapter 88 Black Zetsu: Stifling the Cradle
Chapter 88 Black Zetsu: Stifling the Cradle
Chapter 88 Black Zetsu: Stifling the Cradle
Hidden deep within the earth, in an experimental base, Kabuto Yakushi stood before a row of electronic devices. The various colors reflected on the screens through his glasses, yet they could not conceal the solemnity on his face.
Behind the Pharmacist Kabuto hung a dense array of IV tubing, at least more than two palms' width in number, with the clear sound of flowing liquid constantly audible; all of them were connected to a figure on the hospital bed.
"Kabuto, how much longer can I hold on?"
The man, whose entire body was covered with IV tubes and whose face was mostly covered by a long cloth with sealing runes, suddenly spoke.
"As long as we don't take any action, a month should be no problem."
Without turning around, Kabuto answered.
"I heard that Kidomaru and the others have fallen into Konoha's hands?"
Faced with further questioning, Kabuto remained silent for a few moments before speaking.
"There was indeed a slight accident, but it won't affect Lord Orochimaru's next reincarnation. I'm certain that Sasuke is a child who will do anything to become stronger."
The man on the hospital bed slowly sat up, causing all the IV lines and monitoring instruments to disconnect, and the entire row of electronic devices emitted a dazzling red light.
"Since my body no longer serves as a vessel for the Reincarnation Jutsu, and I have lost everything, it is too difficult for me to find my own mission. Therefore, I will bring back Lord Orochimaru's new vessel, even at the cost of my life. This is my way of repaying Lord Orochimaru's kindness."
Kabuto Yakushi knew very well what Kimimaro's departure meant, but he did not stop him. Instead, he turned around and looked at the orphan of the Shikotsumyaku with a meaningful gaze.
Inside a building in the Land of Rain, three chairs are arranged in a triangle, with two figures sitting on two of them.
Seated in the center was a young man with short, orange spiky hair, wearing a headband of a rogue ninja from Amegakure on his forehead, and purple Rinnegan eyes. He was none other than Pain, the apparent leader of the Akatsuki organization.
To Pain's right was a woman also dressed in Akatsuki attire, with short, straight, bluish-purple hair, a pale blue paper flower on the right side of her head, and light purple eyeshadow around her eyes. She was none other than Konan, the White Tiger of Akatsuki.
The two didn't have to wait long. The empty chair suddenly twisted, and Uchiha Obito, wearing an orange spiral mask that only revealed his short hair and a three-tomoe Sharingan, appeared almost out of thin air and sat down in the chair in an extremely undignified manner.
In addition, the ground suddenly bulged up, and a huge pitcher plant emerged, opening to the left and right, revealing a strange face made of black and white glued together. It was none other than the Genbu of Dawn, Zetsu.
"Suzaku and Nanto sent back intelligence that when they entered Konoha to search for the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, they discovered an interesting ninja—"
Without any pleasantries, as soon as Obito Uchiha appeared, Konan began explaining the reason for this meeting.
"The opponent not only possessed the Sharingan of the Uchiha clan, but also used the Wood Release ninjutsu of the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju. Even the One-Tailed Jinchuriki of Sunagakure lost his ability to move in less than ten seconds under the Wood Release and became a prisoner of Konoha."
When Konan mentioned Hashirama Senju, she subtly observed Obito Uchiha out of the corner of her eye, trying to observe Madara Uchiha's true reaction through the mask.
"There is only one Hashirama, and only in his hands can the Wood Release be used to pacify the ninja world. Don't bother me with things like this anymore."
After coldly leaving behind a single sentence, Obito Uchiha's body was absorbed by a spatial vortex, as if neither Wood Release nor Sharingan could stir any emotion in him.
"hey-hey----"
White Zetsu smiled and also disappeared into the earth.
Is he really Madara Uchiha?
Xiao Nan's eyes flashed with doubt as she stared blankly at the empty chair opposite her.
"Xiao Nan, don't overthink it. Before the power of God, any schemes are useless."
Nagato, hidden in the shadows, used his Rinnegan to see Konan's changing expressions clearly and manipulated Pain to speak.
In a dark, sunless space, a spatial vortex appeared, and the figures of Obito and Zetsu appeared simultaneously.
This is Obito Uchiha's Kamui dimension, his refuge from reality.
"I never imagined that Wood Release and the Sharingan would appear in the same person—"
Black Zetsu, his voice hoarse, suddenly spoke, breaking the tranquility of the Kamui Space.
"They're just poor imitators, nothing to worry about."
Obito waved his hand, still speaking in the manner of Madara Uchiha.
With that kind of brain, does he really think he's Madara Uchiha?
Have you already forgotten how humiliating it was to be beaten like a dog by Minato Namikaze?
Black Zetsu couldn't help but mutter a few complaints in his mind.
Although we don't know the exact power of Tetsuya's Sharingan and Wood Release, the combination of the Senju and Uchiha powers might give birth to the power of all things in the universe!
No, it seems the only option is to secretly influence a few White Zetsu to go to Konoha and find out how that person acquired the bloodlines of both races!
If it were something like Danzo's haphazardly stitched-together creation, that would be one thing, but what if—
We've finally seen a glimmer of hope to revive Mom; any mishaps must be nipped in the bud!
The following day at noon, in the forest outside Konoha, a team of ninjas swiftly moved through the woods, carrying out their daily patrol mission.
"Watch out, a ninja is approaching at high speed—"
The sensory ninja in the center of the squad suddenly stopped and looked towards the dense forest ahead.
In his perception, a source of chakra was approaching at an astonishing speed, which was extremely unusual.
Is there an intruder?
The ninjas of Konoha are well-trained. When the sensory ninjas sound an alarm, they form a swastika formation and hold kunai to protect the sensory ninjas in the center.
"They're here, up there!"
In a flash, covering a distance of just over ten feet, an elegant figure descended from the sky with flowing sleeves, landing lightly on a branch behind them without making a sound.
"Who are you?"
Although Kimimaro did not display any chakra pressure, the squad leader inexplicably felt a little fear after making contact with Kimimaro's indifferent gaze.
Where is Uchiha Sasuke?
Kimimaro had long, white hair that reached his shoulders, two cinnabar dots between his eyebrows, and a cold, expressionless face as he stared at the Konoha ninja before him.
"That kind of attire—is he one of Orochimaru's subordinates?"
Seeing that the other party's answer was irrelevant, and that Orochimaru's signature thick purple rope belt was wrapped around his gray robe, the squad leader's pupils contracted, and he activated the signal flare that he had been holding tightly in his hand.
Tweet!
Just as the red light rose, the Konoha ninja only saw a blur before Kimimaro bursting with incredible speed and closing in on them. A long white bone spike extended from his palm and slashed through the air, cutting the signal flare in two before it could even take off.
Five minutes later, Kimimaro turned and left, leaving the four Konoha ninja lying on the ground, their lives hanging by a thread.
After Kimimaro disappeared, the squad leader, clutching his wound and struggling to get up, felt a tightness in his ankle.
A white hand emerged from the soil beneath their feet, grabbed their calves, and pulled the four of them deep into the earth.