c143: Give Obito a Surprise
"Hehe…"
Obito steadied the unease in his chest and sneered beneath his swirling orange mask:
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. When I capture you, the truth will be clear enough."
"Ho ho… so bold." Orochimaru's serpentine tongue slithered across the cold edge of the Kusanagi blade, his golden eyes gleaming with malice. "To speak so lightly about arresting my apprentice in front of me… It seems you think little of me, one of the Legendary Sannin."
"Legendary Sannin or not," Obito retorted coldly, "you're nothing before Uchiha Madara." His voice deepened, carrying arrogance but also calculation. "Even if I am not at my full prime, I can still crush you."
At the name Madara, Orochimaru's pupils narrowed sharply. He knew the weight behind that name Hashirama Senju's rival, the specter of the Uchiha clan's pride. Yet, almost instantly, he smiled, masking surprise with sinister curiosity.
"Madara, you say? Hm… But the records, and Konoha's history, are clear. Madara Uchiha perished long ago, at the hands of the First Hokage himself."
"Hmph," Obito scoffed, voice dripping with disdain. "That's what the world thinks. But if I were truly dead, then why is the Uchiha war fan, Hashirama's so-called trophy still in my possession?"
Orochimaru's lips curled, intrigued. "Interesting… Then if you are alive, and your voice still carries youth rather than age… perhaps you've grasped some secret technique of immortality, much like I seek myself?"
"What do you think?" Obito countered coolly. He would reveal nothing least of all the truth that his survival was due to Madara's machinations and Hashirama's cells.
To the side, Uchiha Gen stepped forward, his Sharingan tomoe glinting. He studied Obito carefully, voice calm but cutting:
"The fan does resemble the clan heirloom. But your conduct… it doesn't match the records of Madara passed down in the clan. Madara-sama would never conceal his face like a petty schemer. I suspect what the village says is closer to the truth that you are no more than Madara's illegitimate offspring… perhaps even a daughter in disguise."
Obito's lips tightened beneath the mask. Rage boiled, but he kept his tone measured. "Hmph… foolish boy. With time, even Madara changes. Once, I was too naïve too direct. But now I carry the patience and cunning of experience."
"Maybe so," Uchiha Gen replied evenly, "but no matter who you are—whether Madara or pretender the crimes you've committed against the village cannot be forgiven."
In a flash, Gen's body blurred. His shunshin closed the gap in an instant, his sword slashing toward Obito's neck. At the same time, Orochimaru moved with eerie synchronization, his own shunshin bringing the Kusanagi toward Obito's waist.
Clang! Sparks flew. The Kusanagi clashed against the Uchiha war fan's iron-hard surface, while Gen's blade rang against the strange chains laced with sealing jutsu that hung from Obito's cloak.
"Hidden Shadow Snake Hands!"
Venomous serpents burst from the sleeves of both master and apprentice, bypassing Obito's guard to sink fangs into his flesh
But their bites found nothing. They passed straight through Obito's intangible form. A split-second later, Obito countered.
"Wood Release: Advent of a World of Trees!"
From his body erupted thick, writhing roots and branches, forcing Orochimaru and Gen to leap back. In seconds, the barren battlefield erupted into a dense, towering grove, Hashirama's legacy brought forth by the stolen power within Obito.
Orochimaru's eyes glittered with feverish delight. "Yes… Wood Release and the Mangekyō Sharingan… you are a treasure trove of forbidden secrets!" His tongue slithered along the blade of the Kusanagi, madness in every syllable.
But Obito was already retreating, slipping toward the frozen shore. The icy terrain sapped his chakra, making Wood Release less effective. He muttered, "Tch… not ideal."
"Zhurong," Gen called softly.
"Yes, master."
With a crimson glow, the great fire dragon Zhurong manifested above them. Flames gathered in its maw, pouring forth in a colossal torrent of fire.
Orochimaru and Gen moved together, planting their swords in the ice and weaving hand seals in tandem.
"Wind Release: Great Breakthrough!"
Their combined gusts howled like a hurricane, fanning Zhurong's firestorm until it roared across the frozen lake like a sea of molten lava. The ice shattered, splitting apart under the heat.
Obito raised the war fan, channeling chakra with Fei's assistance. "Wood Release: Advent of a World of Trees Wall Formation!"
Massive wooden bulwarks rose before him, straining to resist the firestorm. Yet, under the relentless flames, even Wood Release began to crack and ignite. Obito gritted his teeth. If their flames outlast Kamui's intangibility, I'll be exposed…
The firestorm raged on, fueled by Orochimaru and Gen's repeated gusts. The wooden walls blackened, burning to ash layer by layer.
"Tch… damn summons," Obito muttered as he phased through the ice, sinking into the frozen depths to escape. Without his chakra sustaining them, the tree walls collapsed into the inferno.
Above, the canyon lit with blazing fire, ice melting into steaming lakes that shimmered under the moonlight.
"Zhurong," Gen commanded.
"Understood."
The great fire dragon inhaled deeply, sucking back the flames it had unleashed. The inferno funneled into its maw like a reversed tide, vanishing until only steam remained.
From the shoreline, Obito emerged from a spiraling vortex of space-time, his single Sharingan glaring in disbelief.
"What sort of cursed summon is that? To spew fire and then… devour it whole?"
The battlefield lay transformed vast stretches of ice gone, the lake steaming, moonlight shimmering on the mist. Beauty born of destruction.
Gen activated his soul perception while Orochimaru sharpened his sensory jutsu, tracking chakra through the haze. Their eyes met, silent understanding passing between master and apprentice.
Together, they sprang across the floating ice, moving as one arrows loosed toward their masked prey on the far shore.
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