The remaining blade stirred wantonly in Huang's chest.

Obito's single eye was filled with almost crazy joy!

Almost.

Just a little bit closer!

He completely fell into the hands of this little ten-year-old devil.

How can this make him not go crazy? How can he let go easily?

The hardships he has endured and the tortures he has experienced are all in order to create a world with Lin in the near future.

But just now, such a promising future was almost destroyed by this brat!

Anger, happiness, happiness, and many other things were intertwined on its ferocious cheeks, and vented on the remaining blade that it was holding tightly.

If the other party didn't have this pair of eyes that could provide replacement, he would have crushed him to ashes long ago.

"Immortal..."

The murmur came out of Huang's mouth with difficulty.

The murmur mixed with blood foam was like the last unwillingness of the dying person.

"Let go, Mr. Huang!"

The Chou Girl roared and rushed forward, with dark green curse fire burning in her palms.

"Interesting ability."

Obito restrained the madness in his eyes and easily swung the girl away who had no melee abilities.

"I will explore your power later, don't worry."

Arrogant, cold words pushed across the space.

At this moment, he is Madara, the god who dominates this clan!

No one can stop him, no one!

"Oh, by the way, what did you just say?"

"Immortal?"

"Why not die?"

Obito turned his gaze back to the dying boy, his eyes full of teasing.

"I have to thank you for this!"

"It was all the trouble you caused in the Kingdom of Water that gave me the opportunity to collect the beautiful Sharingan openly."

"In order to be able to display this forbidden technique, Izanagi, which gathers the power of the Thousand Arms and the Uchiha clan."

"How? In the end, no one can protect you."

The joking voice gradually turned cold, and the broken blade in his hand completely deprived the prey of its life. He would not easily give this kid any chance to fight back.

Even though he has lost his ability to resist.

‘Clang.’

It was the sound of metal falling to the ground.

The Hengdao that the young man had been holding tightly fell to the ground. The five fingers that could not stretch out and the falling feathers that quietly disappeared all proved one thing.

shortage.

died.

That Huang, who countless tribesmen pinned their hopes on, died.

After all, his background is still too weak.

It is simply not enough to confront the mastermind behind Akatsuki.

"Master Huang."

The girl murmured and called as she struggled to get up from the ground.

There were blood stains on the corners of her mouth, and there was uneasiness and fear in her eyes.

The effectiveness of the contract is gradually weakening.

This shows that her Onmyoji master has really...

"I kill you!"

The Chou Time Girl roared, and strange green flames ignited all over her body. Just like the Snow Girl, she was squeezing her own original power.

"Oh? I haven't had time to talk to you yet, but you can't help yourself."

"It's a pity that this guy can no longer be seen."

Obito mocked, and at the same time activated his divine power in his right eye, trying to take away Ara's body first.

After all, this is also a pair of three magatama, which is the best material for transplantation.

Of course, he was also eager to know the secrets hidden on his body. He believed that "Jue" could find a way to solve this matter. At any rate, that thing had been following Madara for too long.

But at this moment, Obito suddenly realized that his body was starting to lose control.

No, to be more precise, his movements have slowed down, as if he has fallen into a muddy swamp, and every move of a finger is extremely slow and laborious.

Even at a snail's pace, it may be a minute faster than that.

Naturally, the act of absorbing corpses with divine power was extended indefinitely.

'How is this going?'

He tried hard to avert his eyes, to look at himself, and to find the crux of the problem.

However, even the act of moving his eyes became extremely difficult. Time around him seemed to be frozen and stuck, and all the clips seemed to be running frame by frame.

After a 'long' time, he finally moved his eyes to the front of his sight. That was the source of his discomfort!

At the same time, whispers filled with despair sounded.

"Who allowed you to touch him?"

And this kind of sound is like a magic sound, getting more and more intense and getting more and more crazy.

"Who can give you permission?"

"Touch him!!"

The girl's long hair was messy, her beautiful face was completely ruined by hatred, and two bloodstains snaked on her cheeks.

She walked desperately towards the bastard in sight.

My heart is filled with sadness.

There is only one thought left.

kill him!!

'This is?'

'Mangekyō Sharingan!!'

Looking at those scarlet eyes, Obito was shocked, but due to the stasis of time around him, he couldn't express even the most basic emotions!

"Go to hell!"

The dark green flames were slapped hard on Obito's body by the Chouji no Toki, and the soul-burning cursed fire made his soul tremble.

He wanted to roar, to roar, to send out all this pain.

But even making a sound has become a luxury, and everything has been postponed and slowed down.

'Can't!'

'Can't!'

'I can't die here yet!!'

The 'windmill' in the single pupil is madly infused with power.

The only thing that can resist the kaleidoscope is the kaleidoscope!

The most important thing is that the other party has just taken control of it, and it is still a rare time kaleidoscope. It is absolutely impossible to control it completely at this moment.

'Lin, you're still waiting for me!'

The approaching girl picked up Ara's horizontal sword from the ground and severely cut off Obito's right arm. The splattered blood fell on her cheek, which was tragic and despairing.

Her hoarse voice was still repeating the same sentence: "Whoever allows you to touch him!"

‘Ahhhh!!’

His thoughts were crazily destroyed, and the pain that could not be dispatched could only roar in the sea of ​​consciousness.

But at the same time, such a desperate situation also crazily stimulates Obito's final potential.
To be continued...