At this moment, both sides had their jutsu highly concentrated.
At first, Kakuzu's triple-layered composite jutsu managed to suppress your Fire Dragon. But as time went on, the effect of the Flame of the Infested began to take hold, devouring chakra. Your once-depleted chakra rapidly recovered, turning the tide and pressing back against Kakuzu's offensive.
Two of his Earth Grudge Fear clones emerged from the ground, attempting a sneak attack from behind. But you sensed the change in surrounding heat and reacted instantly, countering with a fire-infused punch to drive them back. You swiftly followed up by hurling two Wind-Fire Shuriken, instantly blasting apart one of the masked clones.
With one of his Earth Grudge Fear avatars destroyed, Kakuzu's momentum waned, and the chakra fueling his continuous attacks faltered.
You seized the moment. Even as another clone's tendrils pierced through your body, you endured the pain and unleashed all your chakra in one explosive surge.
In a flash, the highly compressed Fire Dragon in your mouth expanded dramatically, overwhelming the previously deadlocked energy sphere and launching it straight toward Kakuzu.
"AAAHHHHH!"
With a massive explosion, Kakuzu's main body was blown to pieces. Even the escaping fragments were engulfed in flames that could absorb chakra.
After finishing off the last of the Earth Grudge Fear clones, the veteran shinobi who had lived since the founding of Konoha—Kakuzu—was finally erased from history.
You completely devoured Kakuzu. Your depleted chakra surged back, fully restored.
However, your spirit remained fatigued. The intensity of the battle had further damaged your already shattered soul—damage that could not be undone.
Though your body had recovered, you swayed unsteadily. Flashes of trivial memories from your brief life danced before your eyes...
And all of this had long been observed by two figures on the distant mountain ridge.
"Su-goi~! He actually took down even the immortal Kakuzu... So, you gonna recruit him? Looks like he's immortal too~"
White Zetsu chattered away, providing a play-by-play of the fight. But Obito shook his head, declaring that you were too dangerous and unstable—impossible to control. It would be safer to eliminate you.
There was an even more pressing reason: you held Obito's own Kamui Mangekyō and Uchiha Shisui's Kotoamatsukami Mangekyō in your possession!
...
Soon, Obito appeared before you in a swirl of mystery, pretending to be Uchiha Madara and demanding that you hand over the Mangekyō Sharingan.
You refused.
White Zetsu, who had been lying in ambush, immediately attacked. You were caught in his Spore Technique in an instant—numerous White Zetsus sprouted from your body, feeding off your chakra.
Fortunately, you quickly enveloped your entire body—and even your insides—in the Flame of the Infested.
Thanks to your unparalleled control and deep understanding of this flame, you and White Zetsu began devouring each other's chakra, matching blow for blow.
You activated the Ultra-Added-Weight Rock Technique, amplifying your physical strength tenfold. The White Zetsu restraining you shattered under the force. Covered in flames, their Spore Technique could no longer take hold.
But White Zetsu's fragments thrived upon contact with earth. Crushing one led to a swarm sprouting from it, rapidly surrounding you. Armed with wooden spikes that grew from their bodies, they hurled them in perfect unison.
Wood Release: Piercing Technique!
Though your mind was hazy, your battle-honed reflexes had reached their peak. A mere Piercing Technique? Nothing to fear.
With your one remaining arm, you drew Danzo's sword and channeled a cutting Wind Release into it.
Wind Release: Vacuum Blade!
Your flame-formed arm reached out into the air, grasping a blade made purely from Wind Release chakra—held by a hand forged from Fire Release.
Wind Release: Blade of Wind!
This was the signature move once used by Baki, a jonin from Sunagakure. Now, you summoned it forth yourself!
BOOM!
A searing red flame, hot as the sun, erupted from your body, instantly igniting both blades.
This wasn't the chakra-consuming Flame of the Infested, but rather the pinnacle of your own Fire Release—radiating overwhelming destruction.
Wielding the twin Wind-Fire blades, you moved with unstoppable force. The wooden spikes of the Piercing Technique were cleaved apart mid-air. Your sword dance was flawless, cutting down attacks from all directions without a single gap in your defense.
Inside, the Flame of the Infested was replaced by your pure Fire Release, surging uncontrollably through your body. Friend or foe—nothing could stop the rampage of this power, lending you unnatural speed and strength.
White Zetsus fell in droves, shattered and burned to ash. None could regenerate in the fire.
But after using this level of power, your body fell into irreversible, continuous damage.
The only reason you'd lasted this long was because of the mysterious eye technique that had let you absorb so much blood, drastically enhancing your physical stats beyond any normal human...
You charged through Obito's Fire Release jutsu, closing in to fight him directly. Even knowing you couldn't touch him, you continued—fighting, fighting, determined to burn yourself out completely.
To obtain the Mangekyō you held, Obito had no choice but to engage you in a true battle.
But whether it was his proud Fire Release or his subpar taijutsu skills, in the face of your current state, it all seemed childish—like an infant flailing its limbs.
Each time he attacked, you injured him. Once, you even nearly sliced him in half.
Yet with Kamui in hand, whether to fight or not was never up to you. The moment Obito lost the will to fight, all that awaited you was a slow death.
Such is the overwhelming might of the true Mangekyō Sharingan.
And yet, even you—just newly awakened to ocular powers—couldn't help but fantasize about transplanting both Shisui's and Obito's Mangekyō into your own body.
Unfortunately, your power to survive came from that nameless eye technique capable of absorbing blood.
You didn't possess the Yang Release nature, nor could you perform Medical Ninjutsu. If you lost your current ocular technique's suppression, the Flame of the Infested embedded in your blood would instantly run wild—leaving only one possible outcome: death on the spot!
So the question remained—cling to life, or gamble everything for power?
You hesitated.
...
After Obito wore you down, neither of you could gain the upper hand.
You had no choice but to call a temporary truce.
As time passed, your body—strengthened by the blood of countless others—was approaching total collapse.
White Zetsu sensed your dwindling lifespan. He knew all they had to do was stall a bit longer, and they could kill you effortlessly.
But Obito hesitated.
He feared that in your final moments, you might destroy the Mangekyō Sharingan in your possession.
As the stalemate dragged on, White Zetsu whispered something into Obito's ear.
Upon hearing that Uchiha Itachi was on his way—grieving over the loss of his younger brother—Obito immediately changed tactics.
He decided to let Itachi deal with you.
Abandoning the deadlock, Obito retreated to the mountain. There, he cleaned the blood from his body, changed into fresh robes, and assumed the posture of a master strategist—quietly awaiting the next move.
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