thefictionvixens Chapter 514 The Death of Uchiha Obito [Thanks to the patron "nrvzo" for the patronage]
Chapter 514 The Death of Uchiha Obito [Thanks to the patron "nrvzo" for the patronage]
Chapter 514 The Death of Uchiha Obito [Thanks to the patron "nrvzo" for the patronage]
The power of the vortex is actually simple and brutal.
--seal.
The sealing technique, which was already a versatile skill, became even more terrifying in her hands.
Each chain behind the vortex actually represents a kind of seal.
Essentially, it involves imposing different levels of constraints on the world rules at different levels. In this virtual realm, the vortex is granted extremely high authority, so there is no need to forcibly seize authority.
For example, the first rule, "[Interaction with the outside world is prohibited here]", directly reinforces and isolates this space several times over.
Whether it was White Fang's spatial slash, Obito Uchiha's Kamui, or even the most ordinary summoning jutsu, they were all rendered useless.
There's a second rule: "Hiddenness is forbidden here." All stealth, clones, substitutes, and illusions become a joke in her presence.
And the third rule, "[This area is off-limits]", even simple tactical communication is blocked.
And this was the result of White Fang risking his life and suffering serious injuries to sever the other two chains.
If it weren't for the large number of people and powerful individuals gathered here, preventing the vortex from imposing even more outrageous restrictions such as prohibiting breathing, heartbeat, and thought, the battle would probably have ended long ago.
However, a single chain might not be able to do these things, but if several chains are used to establish a restraint on one of them—
Looking at the four chains on Whirlpool's body that were used to enhance him, White Fang's lips twitched into a smile that was more like a grimace.
Is it possible to reach a settlement?
The absurd thought had barely crossed his mind when the vortex answered his question with action.
Click click—
Whirlpool raised his left hand, pointing it to the other side, and gently spread his five fingers.
The black chain wrapped around his left arm suddenly extended, moving so fast that it left only a blurry black shadow in the air.
"roar!"
A lifelike wooden dragon roared as it charged from the side, its massive head bound by chains, its swirling arms swinging wildly.
Whoosh!
The enormous wooden dragon, bound by chains, was lashed out in another direction with a sharp, piercing sound, as if whipped by a force as light as a feather.
In the distance, Obito Uchiha was inside Susanoo, clutching his Mangekyou Sharingan that was bleeding profusely, staring intently through his fingers at the wooden dragon that was being whipped out as a weapon.
A fierce glint flashed in Obito's eyes. Ignoring the excruciating pain in his eyes, he frantically activated Susanoo.
Kamui!
With a sudden swing of its arms, the half-body Susanoo instantly conjured two black Kamui shuriken, which shot towards the oncoming wooden dragon.
puff!
The instant the wooden dragon made contact with the two divine shuriken, the space at the point of contact twisted and collapsed, splitting the incredibly tough wooden dragon's body into three sections: the head, the middle section, and the tail.
However, before Obito could even breathe a sigh of relief, before the broken wooden dragon's remains even fell, reflected in Obito's unconsciously contracting pupils...
The figure draped in a wide black robe appeared in front of his Susanoo in an instant, like a ghost, and the cold indifference on his face was clearly visible.
He raised his right leg, which was also wrapped in black chains, and then kicked out.
Click!
The Susanoo, clad in the armor of the Tengu, had its sternum explode into countless flying specks of light with that one stomp, as fragile as a piece of paper.
Obito, who was originally standing inside Susanoo, was kicked in the chest, and a clear cracking sound came from his sternum. It felt as if his internal organs were being squeezed and kneaded by an invisible hand.
"puff!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire body transforming into a blurry black shadow, flying backward from Susanoo and crashing heavily into a pile of rubble in the distance.
Bang!
Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, scattering pebbles and completely burying him, until no sound was heard from him.
The next moment, before the vortex could do anything, a muffled boom resounded through the air, and a massive shadow completely enveloped her—
Boom!!
Behind him, the wooden figure's massive fist, comparable to a mountain, slammed down towards the vortex with the power to crush everything.
Above the wooden figure's head, Hashirama Senju's long hair danced wildly, his face bearing the features of a sage, his expression solemn, his hands clasped together, staring intently at the area that had been struck hard by a punch.
Without the slightest hesitation, the wooden figure slammed its other fist into the same spot. The force of the punch compressed the air, creating a visible white shockwave that cracked the ground below.
Boom! Boom boom boom!!
Punches were thrown one after another, relentlessly striking the vortex, causing the entire island to tremble violently.
But the next moment—
Click!
The wooden figure's punch suddenly became uncontrollable; black chains had wrapped around its wrist.
In an instant, a force powerful enough to shake mountains surged up along the chains, wrapping around the wooden figure's wrists, forcefully pulling it up from the ground, violently ripping it away, and swinging it downwards—
Boom! Boom boom boom!!
The vortex stood in the deep pit created by the wooden figure, repeatedly smashing and jostling the massive body of the wooden figure!
One! Two! Three!
Each time the attack was carried out, the ground shook, dust billowed, cracks appeared on the wooden figure's body, and large chunks of wood chips and fragments fell and flew everywhere.
Finally, the wooden figure's right arm, which had borne most of the tearing force, snapped at the shoulder joint with a sound of unbearable strain, and was forcibly torn from the body.
Bang! !
The wooden figure traced an arc through the air before crashing heavily into a distant mountain peak, creating a huge, human-shaped dent. The immense impact caused the entire mountain to tremble violently.
"Cough cough."
Above the wooden figure's head, Hashirama Senju somewhat awkwardly raised his hand and fanned away the billowing dust in front of him.
He glanced with a worried expression across the vast island, ravaged by battle, and further away at the Allied ninjas hidden behind ruins and forests.
Can not be done.
This island, though vast for others, was far too small for him, leaving him no room to unleash his full power.
Whether it's a larger-scale "Wood Release: Advent of the Flower Tree World" or "Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands: Top Transformation into Buddha," both will harm the Allied Shinobi Forces on this island.
and----
Hashirama Senju's gaze swept past the smoke and dust, landing on the slender figure in the distance, and he felt a headache coming on.
How could someone with such a slender body possess such immense strength? It's completely disproportionate to her size.
"That thing, it really isn't human, it's a monster that looks like a human."
Hashirama Senju scratched his head, looking troubled. "As expected, whether it's a woman or a female monster, they're all equally difficult for me to handle."
His "Sage Art: Wood Release - True Several Thousand Hands - Top Transformation into Buddha" is only suitable for dealing with large-sized enemies; it's unlikely to be very effective against such agile opponents.
Based on his experience, he should have used a sealing technique to temporarily restrain the opponent at this point, but his sealing technique was completely ineffective against that guy.
Neither "Kuoan Ruchui Shou" nor "Mingshenmen" could restrain the opponent for even a second.
"Uzumaki—" Hashirama Senju murmured, watching the flowing red hair. "The Uzumaki clan of Mito?"
What happened to the Uzumaki clan during the time he was dead?
"call----"
In the woods where the Wood Release ninjutsu had left its mark in the distance, Kakashi and the other wounded Allied Shinobi who had survived hid there, watching the figure in the distance.
They watched helplessly as the other party smashed the towering wooden figure like a toy with overwhelming force.
They couldn't even speak.
It's not that I don't want to say it, it's that I can't.
Unable to communicate verbally, they could only use lip reading and gestures.
The fear and helplessness in their hearts surged like a tide, assaulting their already stretched nerves to the limit, almost swallowing them up completely and causing them to collapse.
Is this the "No. 1" of the Ten Espada?
Is this the enemy they need to face?
Even the First Hokage —
Just then, two Allied Shinobi arrived behind Kakashi. Kakashi turned around and looked at Obito Uchiha, who had been brought over by the two men.
At this moment, Obito's appearance was extremely miserable.
His clothes were already torn, revealing a shocking dent underneath. His sternum was clearly shattered, and even without a closer look, it was obvious that his internal organs were probably completely mangled.
Even his spine suffered severe damage, and he completely lost sensation in his lower body.
Even though half of his body was transplanted from White Zetsu, giving him superhuman vitality and regenerative abilities, such severe injuries were still considered fatal.
"You—cough cough—"
Obito lay on a rough stretcher made of materials by the Allied Shinobi Forces, and his Mangekyou Sharingan, which could still see, was beginning to blur.
Seeing Kakashi approaching, he opened his mouth as if to say something, but only more warm blood mixed with fragments rose to his throat.
He gave up.
He stopped trying to speak.
He slowly turned his eyes, looking up at the eerie black moon, a sense of bewilderment appearing in his gradually unfocused eyes.
Why?
Why did it turn out like this?
Shouldn't I be the one who completely ends the war?
I shouldn't be the one to completely end this foolish ninja village system, to end the "village" and the "ninja".
Are there people who exist in such a distorted way that create tragedies?
With absolute fear and absolute power, I will reshape the world according to my will.
Use Infinite Tsukuyomi to create a perfect world without war, without loss, and with eternal peace.
Rin will be there, Minato-sensei will be there, Kakashi will be there, and all those who died because of war and hatred will find happiness there.
I, Obito Uchiha, will become the creator of this new world, the "savior" who will end all suffering.
When did the originally smooth plan turn into this?
Why is he lying here like a stray dog, barely clinging to life, his chest broken, his spine fractured, only able to lie here like a dead dog?
correct.
It started after the appearance of "shadow".
That guy who called himself "Shadow" ruthlessly took everything he owned.
Nagato, who served as the vessel for the Rinnegan, had his trust stolen by the "Shadow".
The Akatsuki organization, which he painstakingly guided and established, was taken away by the "Shadows".
The Hidden Mist Village, which he had controlled for many years, was also taken away by the "Shadow".
The power he had painstakingly retrieved from Kakashi, his other Mangekyou Sharingan, was also destroyed by "Shadow".
The identity and mask of "Uchiha Madara," which he relied on to carry out his plans and intimidate the ninja world, have also been exposed.
Even Lin, who had always been by his side watching over him, was taken away.
He could only cling to Orochimaru, that fellow loser, like a rat in a sewer.
He even felt a touch of pathetic joy for Danzo Shimura, the good-for-nothing he had once despised, because of Danzo's joining the party.
All of this is because of that guy!
Because of that bastard who calls himself "Shadow"!
"cough!"
Overwhelmed by resentment and unwillingness, a mouthful of blood suddenly surged up his throat and he coughed it out, which instead instilled fear in Obito.
No! I don't want to die! How can I die in a place like this?!
To die in this inexplicable place, to die at the hands of that inexplicable woman, to die so meaninglessly, like a stray dog—this shouldn't have happened!
The afterlife has no Rin, only the people I killed, only Mr. and Mrs. Minato whom I caused to die, only the countless nameless people who died because of me —
Only in the world of Infinite Tsukuyomi can everything be achieved, can the emptiness in my heart be filled, can Rin return, can everyone be happy, and can there be no war, no loss—
correct!
The Great Void becomes the Great Void!
Like a drowning person grasping at a last straw, a crazy thought surfaced in Obito's mind as he was on the verge of collapse.
As long as there is enough resentment and bitterness, it is possible to transcend life and death, even if it means becoming a monster, even if it means losing one's human form.
But at that moment, Kakashi's face came into view in his unfocused eyes.
The face that was always hidden by a mask was expressionless at this moment, and the lips were pressed into a bloodless line.
Obito's eyes clearly reflected Kakashi's face, as well as Kakashi's black eyes. In those clear black eyes, Obito saw his own face.
It was a face twisted with resentment and bitterness, filled with fear and a thirst for life.
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Looking into those sorrowful eyes, as sad as a scarecrow's, Obito seemed to hear what Kakashi wanted to say.
"Obito, that's enough," he said. "You're just too ugly right now."
"As a former friend, as a failed friend who failed to protect Lin, failed to stop you in time, and failed to pull you back—"
Kakashi gripped the short sword called "Jealousy" tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his arm and even his whole body trembling slightly uncontrollably.
There's only one thing I can do for you right now.
"That is, to let you die at least as a human being."
"So that after your death, you will no longer become that ugly monster, no longer defile Uchiha Obito"—this is the name engraved on the memorial stone as a hero.
Kakashi slowly crouched down and raised the short sword in his hand.
Obito's lips moved, as if he wanted to roar, to question Kakashi's right to do so, to say that he still possessed the Eye of the Moon, and that he could still transform into a Hollow—
But in the end, he didn't make a sound.
puff.
The dagger pierced Obito's temple, completely severing his last chance of life.
His soul was also absorbed by "jealousy," severing all possibilities of transformation into "emptiness."
Obito's body convulsed for a moment, then went completely limp. The madness, resentment, hatred, and fear in his eyes receded like the tide, leaving only emptiness.
Kakashi remained frozen in the stabbing position, motionless for a long time, as if he had become a scarecrow in a field.
It's unclear how much time passed before Kakashi slowly drew his short sword.
Click—
The blade rubbed against the bone, producing a teeth-grinding soft sound, and more blood flowed down the blade, dripping and spreading a small patch of glaring dark red.
""
Holding his sword, Kakashi staggered to his feet, not looking at Obito's corpse, but instead looking up at the three people still fighting in the distance.
He raised his hand, the short knife held upright before his eyes. Beads of blood slid down the blade, reflecting in his eyes. He said hoarsely, "Reflect my ugliness—"
"envy."
hum! !
Kakashi's short sword trembled violently, and the patterns on the blade emitted a deep, eerie light.
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