nyslfriends Chapter 260: His disguise is ruined, Obito is numb, but for Rin, Obito charged forward.
Chapter 260: His disguise is ruined, Obito is numb, but for Rin, Obito charged forward.
Chapter 260: His disguise is ruined, Obito is numb, but for Rin, Obito charged forward.
As Sasuke ran, he couldn't help but shout, "Nii-san!"
His voice trembled with excitement, echoing through the empty mansion.
Squeak—
The door was suddenly pulled open, and a tall figure appeared.
Sasuke's pupils contracted sharply, and he stopped abruptly in his tracks.
It wasn't his beloved older brother who stepped out, but a strange man dressed in dark red armor.
In the dimly lit room, one could see the other person with long, flamboyant black hair draped over their shoulders, their face resolute and cold.
A few strands of messy hair fell down, partially obscuring her forehead, revealing eyes that were as deep and unfathomable as an ancient well.
He was wearing a thick suit of armor, with layers of dark red plates covering his arms and waist, and faintly visible ancient fan-shaped patterns.
Even just standing there quietly, the man exuded a powerful aura that looked down upon the world, as if he were a war god of war standing tall.
Sasuke was stunned. The joy and anticipation he had just felt seemed to have been doused with cold water.
He stared wide-eyed at the stranger in front of him, the oppressive feeling as heavy as a mountain making him gasp for breath.
Who is this person?
The faces were completely unfamiliar; they were none of the tribesmen he knew.
However, it cannot be denied that the powerful aura emanating from the other party almost made Sasuke subconsciously take a half step back.
This is an extraordinary and terrifyingly powerful individual.
More importantly, he actually came out of his own home!
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +0!]
The man also stopped at the doorway, a look of confusion on his face.
His dark eyes swept over Sasuke from head to toe, his brow furrowing slightly.
He had just heard a clear "Nissan!" and then the handsome young man came running towards him.
That urgent shout sent a jolt through the man's heart.
The child in front of him bore a striking resemblance to Izuna in his memories of his youth.
For a moment, it felt as if time had turned back.
Madara Uchiha almost thought he had traveled back to the Warring States period before the village was founded, and saw young Izuna running towards him.
His pupils suddenly contracted, and his Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly.
But Madara Uchiha was Madara Uchiha after all.
He quickly noticed the subtle differences.
This boy has a more stubborn and determined look in his eyes, and his nose is straighter, making him not exactly the same as Izuna.
Madara Uchiha narrowed his eyes slightly, regaining his indifferent and composed expression.
After a brief moment of surprise, Madara Uchiha strode out of the room without making a sound, walked up to Sasuke, and looked down at the little guy who dared to look him in the eye.
The two were only a few feet apart; one was a grown man clad in armor, and the other was a young ninja holding a kunai.
In an instant, Sasuke felt an invisible pressure bearing down on him, and his hand holding the kunai began to tremble.
"snort----"
Madara Uchiha snorted softly, a half-smile playing on his lips.
"Kid, judging by your appearance and those fearless eyes, you're from the same clan—no, you do look somewhat like Izuna when he was little. Could it be that you're Izuna's secretly fathered son?"
"Varied-
'
Sasuke was taken aback at first, then his face flushed red for a moment, whether from anger or embarrassment, it was hard to tell.
He rushed over full of hope, only to find that he had mistaken the person for someone else. Now, he was being teased by the other party for no reason, leaving him in a dilemma.
He pursed his lips, forcing himself to calm down, inwardly regretting his earlier loss of composure, and replied in a low, muffled voice, "—I am indeed a member of the Uchiha clan, but I don't know any Izuna! And who are you? Why did you come out of my house?"
"Not Izuna's son?"
Madara Uchiha raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly somewhat surprised.
Immediately afterwards, he keenly grasped the key information.
"You're saying this is your home?"
Madara Uchiha looked around and took a few steps away.
The layout of this old house is very similar to the house he remembers, except that the building is dilapidated and the courtyard is overgrown with weeds, obviously due to years of neglect.
Madara Uchiha's gaze sharpened, a series of questions rising in his mind. Just as he was about to ask a few more questions, his expression suddenly turned fierce, his eyes narrowed deeply, and his sharp gaze suddenly turned to a corner of the courtyard.
"Hmph—a worm hiding its head and tail."
Before he finished speaking, Madara Uchiha lightly tapped the ground with the tip of his right foot, seemingly casually.
Whoosh!
An inconspicuous pebble rose up with a thud and shot out like a cannonball.
A sharp whistling sound rang out.
The pebbles transformed into a black line too thin for the naked eye to see, shooting towards the large, leafy tree in the corner of the courtyard.
However, no sound of something being hit came.
"Um?"
Madara Uchiha raised an eyebrow, a hint of interest flashing across his face.
He had assumed that the creature hiding in the shadows was just an ordinary ant, but he never expected that it could silently neutralize his attack.
He seems like an interesting guy.
rustling sounds —
The leaves rustled softly, and a figure descended from the large tree, landing steadily in the open space of the courtyard.
The person who suddenly appeared was shrouded in a large black cloak and wore a tiger skin mask on his head, with only one eye hole visible on his right side.
The newcomer was none other than Uchiha Obito!
Ever since learning that Madara Uchiha had descended into reality, Obito had been feeling uneasy and anxious.
But then he thought again, perhaps there was no need to worry too much.
He possesses a unique divine eye technique, which allows him to both attack and defend, ensuring that no matter what happens, escaping or surviving will never be a problem.
With this thought in mind, he activated Kamui, concealed his presence, and quietly infiltrated the Uchiha clan's territory, intending to secretly observe the true nature of this Hokage, Madara.
However, Obito never expected that he had only been lying in wait near the old house for a short time.
Despite blending his aura into the natural environment with the help of White Zetsu, he was still so easily detected by the other party.
His heart sank suddenly, and a bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
This old man's perception ability is simply terrifying!
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Obito have been detected! Emotional value +800!]
Obito gritted his teeth and secretly glanced at the red-armored man's actions not far away.
On the other side, Sasuke, who was standing next to him, also saw the masked man coming down from the tree.
The familiar mask and black robe immediately made his pupils shrink!
Sasuke was stunned for a moment, then a surge of rage welled up inside him.
This guy—he remembers it all too clearly!
The guy in front of me was dressed exactly like the mysterious person who had colluded with that group of white monsters before!
Back then, it was this man who called himself Uchiha Madara, secretly manipulating those White Zetsu monsters to do dirty work behind the scenes!
"It's you!!"
Sasuke's eyes blazed with fury. He pointed a finger at the masked man and roared, "Uchiha Madara! That imposter's accomplice!"
This hateful shout resounded in the empty courtyard, filled with Sasuke's anger and hostility.
As soon as he finished speaking, Obito's heart skipped a beat, and he involuntarily gasped!
His body stiffened, and his single eye suddenly widened, revealing a look of astonishment at being caught off guard.
"W-what?!"
After a brief moment of distraction, Obito felt a sudden, ominous premonition.
Oops!
At that moment, Obito felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Obito never expected that this disguise would trick him a second time.
In front of the real Madara, he was pointed at and called Uchiha Madara by a mere child.
This scene would be incredibly awkward for anyone to imagine, and it would definitely not end well.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Obito have been detected! Emotional value +500!]
really----
"Heh heh—" A low, hoarse chuckle suddenly broke the silence, filled with sarcasm.
"Interesting—how interesting!"
Madara Uchiha's expression was inscrutable as he stared at Obito.
"He said you're Uchiha Madara?"
"Then who am I?"
"————!"
""
Upon hearing this, Obito was stunned and speechless for a moment.
Sasuke, standing to the side, was also taken aback by Madara's sudden question, a look of confusion on his face.
What is this seemingly strong-looking man saying?
Madara Uchiha's eyes suddenly turned cold, his voice revealing undisguised anger: "A coward who only dares to hide behind a mask—does he even deserve to steal my name, Madara Uchiha?!"
His aura suddenly surged, and his killing intent swept across the entire scene.
"Tell me! What exactly are you?!"
The explosive force, accompanied by Madara Uchiha's roar, descended like a storm.
A terrifying killing intent, almost tangible, burst forth from Madara Uchiha, instantly locking onto Obito, who was not far away!
The surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly, and a strong sense of suffocation enveloped the entire courtyard.
"!!!"
Sasuke felt a tightness in his chest, making it hard to breathe. His face turned pale instantly, and he was filled with horror.
What a terrifying aura!
The killing intent it released was so powerful!
Upon hearing Madara Uchiha's domineering question, Sasuke was shocked, but then a flash of inspiration struck him, and he immediately understood.
The imposing man in red armor before me is the real Madara Uchiha.
He must be a legendary powerhouse who descended from a dream into reality yesterday!
And that guy wearing a mask and impersonating Uchiha Madara—it turns out he was also a complete imposter.
With this thought in mind, Sasuke suddenly felt enlightened.
With the example of the "fake Itachi" before him, Sasuke quickly figured it out.
Although this was Sasuke's first time meeting Madara Uchiha, he subconsciously believed what Madara said.
After all, judging from his aura alone, this Uchiha Madara doesn't seem like the kind of villain who would hide behind a mask and plot against others.
Sasuke looked at the masked man again, his gaze now filled with not only the deep-seated hatred he had felt before, but also a mixture of anger at being deceived and genuine contempt.
So that's how it is. No wonder this guy never dared to show his true face; he was a conman posing as someone else.
"Hmph, don't these white monsters have their own names?"
Sasuke was indignant, his gaze sweeping over Obito and the darkness behind him, as if searching for the figures of the White Zetsu.
"All they do all day is impersonate others and scheme in the shadows—it's disgusting!"
Sasuke's sarcastic remark, filled with disgust, was like a knife to the heart.
Obito's face flushed instantly upon hearing this, but facing Madara Uchiha at full power, he dared not make a move. Chakra rushed to his brain as he tried his best to find a way to deal with the current predicament.
However, before he could come up with a suitable explanation, Madara Uchiha's sharp eyes had already keenly caught the unusual red light in the eye sockets of his mask.
"Hmm? Sharingan?"
Madara Uchiha's eyes sharpened as he noticed the eyes peeking out from behind the holes in the mask, which were also Sharingan.
Upon discovering this, a hint of surprise flashed in Madara Uchiha's eyes, but this surprise was quickly replaced by a deeper contempt.
He gave a disdainful snort.
"Hmph—I never expected that there would be a coward like you in our clan, someone who only dares to hide behind a mask!"
"Useless trash! You've utterly disgraced the Uchiha clan!"
The chilling voice struck Obito's heart like a thunderclap.
His body trembled slightly, his breath caught in his throat, and he felt a buzzing in his ears.
His face was hidden under the mask, so the color of his skin couldn't be seen, but at this moment, Obito felt his face turn red with embarrassment and he wanted to disappear.
Madara Uchiha's few words were like a knife to the heart, shattering his dignity.
Anger, shame, fear, and other emotions intertwined, leaving his mind blank.
At that moment, Madara Uchiha's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he had lost his last bit of patience.
"I'll see what kind of thing you really are!"
Immediately afterwards, without any unnecessary hand seals, he simply stomped his foot and suddenly exerted force!
boom!!
The hard ground suddenly shattered, and amidst the flying debris, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground centered on Uchiha Madara's foot.
Dust billowed up from the spot, and Madara Uchiha, like a streak of crimson lightning, instantly transformed into a blur, heading straight for Obito, who was several feet away.
His burst of speed with a single step was incredible, tearing the surrounding air apart and creating a sharp sonic boom.
"So fast!"
Obito's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, his heart filled with utter horror.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Madara Uchiha's figure closed in on him.
too fast!
It was so fast that even the Sharingan couldn't detect any trajectory.
Obito only felt a flash of red before Madara Uchiha's murderous figure pounced upon him.
His throat went dry, the hairs on his body stood on end, and his mind went blank.
In just a fraction of a second, Obito didn't even have time to make any dodging move.
The hand, imbued with terrifying power, was almost within reach, reaching straight for his tiger-striped mask.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Obito have been detected! Emotional value +1000!]
There's no way to avoid it!
Taking this blow head-on would be certain death!
Fortunately, he still has Divine Might!
Obito frantically activated his eye power!
Three tomoe in his right eye spun wildly at an extreme speed, instantly merging into a bizarre windmill pattern.
hum!
Centered on Obito's body, an invisible and strange spatial fluctuation rippled outwards.
Swish!
Madara Uchiha's determined grab passed straight through Obito's body as if it were air!
Obito breathed a sigh of relief.
"————?!"
Five fingers swept across the mask, but did not touch any solid object, as if the other person had instantly turned into nothingness!
Madara Uchiha missed his target and his gaze sharpened.
Madara Uchiha's attack missed its mark, and Madara's shadow landed steadily a few meters behind Obito.
Then the dust slowly settled, and the pebbles rolled around, making a soft rustling sound.
Madara Uchiha slightly turned his body to the side, slowly clenching his fingers to make sure he wasn't gripping anything firmly.
"Oh?"
Madara Uchiha raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of amusement appearing on his face.
He slowly turned his head, his gaze coldly fixed on the black-robed, masked man not far away.
Obito remained standing motionless, his body completely unharmed, not even a single detail of his clothing was damaged.
The only change was that when Cheng Ke looked through the holes in his mask, his pupils, which were originally three-tomoe jade, had turned into strange kaleidoscope patterns.
"The Kaleidoscope Sharingan?"
Madara Uchiha stared at the familiar pattern, his voice revealing a hint of inquiry and amusement.
"No wonder he dared to be so arrogant in the city—it turns out he was relying on this special ability."
When Madara Uchiha swept his hand so lightly over him, Obito felt as if he were being pricked by thorns, and his heart almost stopped beating.
He turned stiffly and looked at Uchiha Madara.
As the city was being built, a layer of cold sweat had seeped out from Dai Tu's back.
In that split second just now, he almost thought he was going to be sealed as the culprit!
If it weren't for Kamui's ability to intangify, Shiro's head would probably have been crushed like a watermelon by Madara Uchiha.
Overwhelmed with relief at surviving the ordeal, Obito felt his legs go weak.
Is this Madara Uchiha during his period of complete confusion?
Faced with Madara Uchiha's ferocious fighting spirit and killing intent, which were like a beast ready to devour its prey, Obito's heart pounded wildly.
A crystal-clear image of its head exploded in his mind.
"Escape! Use the divine silk to open this place immediately! Now! On duty!"
This is the most rational and safest choice of wife.
Facing a completely unknown and terrifyingly powerful Uchiha Madara, any unnecessary delay could lead to annihilation.
However, another uncle, persistent and even somewhat distorted, tempted his reason.
Kakashi's words echoed repeatedly in his heart, reminding him of his hometown.
The real culprit who harmed Feng Lin is none other than Uchiha Madara himself!
"What if—what if it's true?"
This terrifying thought made Zamin extremely uneasy.
Obito has already listed Madara Uchiha as a terrifying figure he will face in the future.
If he runs away now, he might miss an opportunity.
An opportunity to test Madara Uchiha's abilities.
A sense of relief rose in Obito's heart.
Judging from what just happened, his attack couldn't do anything to me!
Kamui is perfect!
Since it is like a city—
Obito's fake eyes narrowed slightly, a glint of courage flashing within them.
Why don't I take this opportunity to personally test the depth of this Hokage Madara?
Once the head became clear, Obito's body, which had been trembling with fear, gradually stabilized.
He took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the urge to run away immediately.
As his mindset shifted, Obito's aura also underwent a subtle change.
The stiffness and helplessness that followed being locked in by murderous intent gradually dissipated, replaced by a sense of composure as one regained control.
He even moved his neck slightly, making a faint cracking sound, as if the previous exchange was merely a thermal coagulation process.
Obito turned his gaze back to Hokage Madara, and slowly spoke in a scrutinizing and provocative tone: "What? Is this all the illustrious First Hokage, Uchiha Madara, can be?"
"If this is all you're capable of, then it's truly disappointing."
"—It's useless, Uchiha Madara. If your attack is only this good, then you should just give up your position as Hokage."
Obito's face beneath the mask was ashen, his heart pounding. After he finished speaking, the room fell silent for a moment, the atmosphere oppressive and almost suffocating.
call----
A gentle breeze swept by, swirling up a few fallen leaves that drifted past Uchiha Madara's feet.
Faced with Obito's forced composure, Madara Uchiha seemed to have heard a huge joke and chuckled disdainfully: "Heh."
"useless?"
"Kid, I originally thought you were just a cowardly rat, but I never expected—"
Before the speaker could finish speaking, Uchiha pointed to his head—
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