farewell , konoha

Chapter 182 It’s broken, I have become a product of Hashirama’s consciousness!

The darkness shattered, the illusion space made an unbearable sound, invisible pressure erupted from the rope tree's eyes, and everything it passed exploded instantly.

In reality, just a moment later, Obito raised his hand and waved the scythe to harvest the heads of the rope tree. His movements suddenly paused and his pupils shrank slightly.

Clang!

Naoki grabbed the flying scythe with one hand, slowly raised his lowered head, and slowly turned his scarlet Sharingan: "Don't forget, I am also a Sharingan, Obito!"

The hand suddenly pulled, but it was empty. Obito's whole body was pulled over, and his palm was like a knife, which instantly penetrated the opponent's chest.

The two were face to face at this moment, very close. Obito raised his head and looked at the rope tree in front of him. The Sharingan under the mask turned and said: "It's really surprising. I have begun to doubt whether you are a Senju rope tree."

Got it!"

Naoki withdrew his palm from Obito's body and said expressionlessly: "Could it still be Senju Hashirama?"

Obito's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the rope tree in front of him: "Such a thing is impossible."

"Perhaps you are not the Senju Rope Tree or the Senju Hashirama at all, but the remnants of the Senju Hashirama!"

Shengshu raised his eyebrows, and even wanted to say "ha?" But looking at the other party's serious expression, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hahaha! Interesting, interesting, what an interesting guess."

Naoki suddenly thought of how Black Zetsu deceived Obito, saying that he himself was the product of Madara's consciousness, or a residual thought.

He smiled mysteriously: "Uchiha Obito, what do you think?"

Obito was silent for a moment, looked at the rope tree in front of him, and said with a sure expression: "Sure enough, if not, how could a man who has been sleeping for many years master so much information."

"Even Danzo cannot guess this truth, let alone know it."

"Thousands of hands... Nao Shu, hum! I remember you. This time, you have a chance to win. I will get it back."

Staring at the rope tree, the space turned into a whirlpool like ripples, swallowing Obito directly and disappearing.

And Shengshu watched the last black spot in front of him disappear. After being silent for a long time, he couldn't help but laugh.

After laughing a lot, he couldn't help but cover his head, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise: "It seems things are getting interesting."

At this time, Quan Yuhuo, who seemed to have discovered the enemy's departure, came out.

Quan looked at the rope tree on the vines above and couldn't help but said: "Master rope tree!?"

Naoshu looked down, Quan showed a worried look and explained: "It's okay, it's just something interesting happened."

Slowly turning around and looking at another battlefield, Zabuza and Deidara were obviously no match for Goju Yagura, especially since the opponent was already shrouded in the tailed beast's chakra coat and was retreating steadily.

"Quan, you and Yuhuo go and help them. Quan suppresses the other party, and Yuhuo interferes with the other party's control of the water."

"yes!"

Quan responded immediately and glanced at Yuhuo, who nodded slightly. Chakra aura rose up in both of their bodies, and their bodies suddenly shot out in that direction.

At the foot of the rope tree, vines slowly stretched out, looking down at the entire Mist Ninja Village.

…

On the other side, Obito appeared outside the Mist Ninja Village, looking at the activities over there with gloomy eyes.

"Black Zetsu!"

On the nearby trees, pitcher plants slowly appeared and spread out, revealing the yin and yang faces in them.

Hei Jue said in a deep voice: "What happened?"

It was not clear about what was going on in the Mist Ninja Village. Although it saw Obito and Nezuki fighting in the distance, it was not able to hear their conversation.

All the White Zetsu in the Mist Ninja Village have been dealt with. Although they don't know what the opponent's methods are, Black Zetsu will never put himself in a dangerous place.

Therefore, the main body will definitely not enter it. If it is sealed, the efforts of these thousands of years will be in vain.

Obito said in a deep voice at this moment: "That guy knows my true identity."

Hei Jue was stunned: "Didn't he always know his true identity?"

Obito emphasized again: "It's your true identity!"

Hei Jue showed a hint of surprise: "How is it possible? How could he know your true identity."

All of this was planned by Hei Jue himself. He was supervising everything with his own eyes. How could anyone else know about it?

Hei Jue said again: "Are you sure about this matter?"

Obito nodded slowly: "That guy knew my identity from the beginning, from the night I met him."

After these words, Hei Zetsu suddenly fell silent, thinking over and over again. He couldn't find the possibility of Obito revealing his true identity. Where else could he be exposed?

Obito's eyes were thoughtful, and he found that Black Zetsu had no reaction. It seemed that Black Zetsu didn't know the truth, which made him even more convinced.

Then he said: "I suspect he is the same as you, but he is the product of Senju Hashirama's consciousness!"

Hei Jue was stunned: "Huh!?"

I was even more confused in my heart, what the hell is this, the product of Senju Hashirama's consciousness, what is that thing?

etc……

Black Zetsu immediately recalled his own settings. Obito thought that he was the product of Madara's consciousness, and his expression suddenly became distorted.

Looking at Obito's very sure look, he felt awkward and indescribable, so he could only say, yes, yes.

However, as a veteran actor for many years, Hei Zetsu still dutifully showed an unexpectedly shocked look: "How is it possible? This is the product of Senju Hashirama's consciousness. This should be impossible."

Obito said solemnly: "But you don't know the real death situation of Senju Hashirama, and you were not able to witness it."

Hei Jue: "This..."

Even if I witnessed it, how could I tell you this? Hei Jue was speechless, thinking about the good and bad of this matter.

Obito continued: "Otherwise, a person who has matured for so many years would be able to call out Izumi Uchiha's name and my name as soon as he came out."

"If it is not the product of Senju Hashirama's consciousness, I can't think of any explanation."

"How did the other party know the truth that I am Uchiha Obito."

Black Zetsu was silent, and now he had come to his senses. Although it was a product of Senju Hashirama's consciousness, such a thing was impossible.

But there is really no reasonable reason for how the other party knew Obito's identity, and it cannot be justified at all.

Black Zetsu also murmured at this time: "Did Senju Hashirama really save a hand?"

Thinking of that idiot Senju Hashirama, Hei Jue couldn't imagine how that kind of person could spare a chance.

But Obito understood it to mean something else. The one hand left in Black Zetsu's mouth refers to the consciousness product of Senju Hashirama.

So he said in a deep voice: "It seems that no matter what the truth is, our plan may need to be changed."

Hei Jue nodded: "It really needs to change."

Although the two of them said the same thing, they actually meant different things.

(End of chapter)