Chapter 8: Pull Out Your Oxygen Tub!

Chapter 8: Pull Out Your Oxygen Tub!

"You will definitely come back. At that time, I will accept your true gratitude." L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Ñøv€l--B1n.

Listening to what Madara said, Aoba was even more helpless. Madara almost used his finger to poke Obito's forehead and said, "The whole incident was planned by me. Do you believe it or not?"

Aoba admitted that he had a part of his foresight, which was why he could see through it so thoroughly.

However, the plan that Madara had designed and the hints in his words were also really many.

If it were for a normal person, even if they could not react in time, they would definitely feel that something was wrong afterward and would suspect it.

However, after the black transformation, Obito's brain had already completely collapsed and could not be used normally.

Alas!

Obito wore White Zetsu's clone and left, a confident and elegant ruffian!

On the other hand, Aoba, who was unable to change anything, was somewhat depressed. He once again felt his own weakness, as well as the helplessness brought about by weakness.

The only good news was that Madara didn't seem to doubt him because of his words.

After all, no one would have thought that this child would be living in an adult soul from another world.

.....

"I want to cut off all the karma in this world! This is the purpose of my return."

When Obito, emitting a murderous and ominous aura, stepped on the bloody footprints and came back again, said this, the corners of Madara's mouth, which had been hanging down, suddenly curled up.

Aoba, who was standing next to Madara, sighed in his heart again when he saw the cold look in Obito's eyes, which directly evolved from two tomoes into Mangekyou Sharingan.

This tragedy still played out as promised.

Madara's plan succeeded, successfully allowing the kind-hearted and hot-blooded Obito to witness Rin's death, to personally see Kakashi killed Rin, to witness the cruelest and desperate scene of hell in this world.

This not only successfully allowed Obito to evolve into Mangekyou Sharingan but also completely brought him to the ship that was destined to sink.

As for Aoba, he still couldn't do anything and could only watch helplessly.

"No one else saw it, right?"

A satisfied smile appeared on Madara's aged face.

"I was the only one who saw it. Obito killed all the enemies on his own, so there was no problem. It was just that he didn't seem to want to make a move against Kakashi, but Kakashi didn't see anything. When Konoha's reinforcements arrived, he was still shouting, 'Who killed the enemy?'" White Zetsu explained with a strange smile on his face.

—As for whether he could succeed or not, whether or not the system would recognize him, that was not something he could control. He would do everything he could to see if his life should not be dead!

This was also the only way he could think of to complete the task.

Madara, who was struggling to free himself from the Gedo Statue, seemed to really not care about this small detail. With a crack, several tubes connected to his back instantly broke!

And Aoba, who was following behind him, sat down on the ground.

Good!

First, the pipe was broken, and White Zetsu, Black Zetsu, and Obito, who had noticed him, ignored him. Instead, they focused their attention on Madara, who was about to die!

The fishing had succeeded!

The only thing he had to worry about was whether the system would admit to this method of completing the task.

Ignoring Aoba, who was secretly making small movements, the only remaining Mangekyou Sharingan of Obito suddenly widened his eyes!

Madara, who staggered back to his seat, struggled to breathe in the air as he struggled to say his last words.

"Alright, go. During the time before I was resurrected, you were... Uchiha Madara!"

After saying the last word, Madara... died.

Obito would inherit everything that was left behind by Madara.

Meanwhile, Aoba, who wanted to cling to him, not only did not get a single hair, but he was also facing Obito's final judgment.

Whether he was dead or alive depended on one thought.

If it were for the previous Obito, then Aoba was not worried at all that he would be in danger.

However, the black Obito in front of him who seemed to have changed into a different person was abnormally terrifying. Only the heavens knew if he would be implicated and crushed to death.

"How are you going to deal with this little brat?" Black Zetsu asked casually.

"I haven't thought about it yet. Let's deal with Madara's body first." Obito walked in front of Madara's body and reached out his hand, directly taking away the Sharingan that Madara had transplanted.

"Since Madara chose you in the end, there is no need for this little kid to exist. Moreover, he knows too much."

"Now I am Uchiha Madara. I don't need you to teach me what to do. If you want to die, I can send you on your way first."

With a glare, Black Zetsu immediately closed his mouth.