"Konoha also has quite a few elite jōnin leading their forces against our White Zetsu army."
Black Zetsu spoke calmly, having gathered plenty of valuable intel through its unique ability to observe the battlefield.
"Elite jōnin from Konoha?"
Uchiha Obito let out a scoff, clearly disdainful.
"Like who?"
"The most prominent one is Hatake Kakashi. Under the guidance of Namikaze Minato and Uchiha Feng, his strength is no longer what it used to be."
Black Zetsu immediately mentioned the name Obito least wanted to hear.
"…That guy."
Obito's eye trembled slightly, as memories he'd rather forget surfaced.
Back then—
He had entrusted Rin's safety to the person he trusted most.
And that same person—
Killed the one he loved with his own hands.
Even now, Obito still carried deep resentment toward Kakashi.
"Have Kabuto assign some forces specifically to deal with Hatake Kakashi."
Obito took a deep breath.
He knew that Kakashi, with the Sharingan, had already earned the title of the Copy Ninja.
Countless jutsu at his disposal.
A shinobi with virtually no weaknesses.
Even though Kakashi was only at elite jōnin level—
He could still hold his own against ordinary Kage-level opponents.
"Alright… dealing with the rest of Konoha quickly will probably depend on Kabuto's techniques."
Black Zetsu slowly sank into the ground, leaving Obito alone in the shadows, silently watching Uchiha Madara in the distance.
This time, Madara had no intention of letting him take the stage.
Just remain in the shadows—
As Madara's "shadow."
How could Obito not understand what that meant?
No matter the reason—
The Eye of the Moon Plan had made zero progress under his watch.
His standing in Madara's eyes had clearly dropped.
And to make matters worse—
He had even handed Madara's treasured weapon, the Gunbai, to the enemy.
Obito let out a quiet sigh.
Hopefully… after this war, the plan could finally be completed.
—
"Raikiri!"
On the Konoha battlefield, a figure wrapped in lightning charged fearlessly at the front lines, cutting down enemy after enemy with sharp, precise movements.
"Captain Kakashi! The eastern front is intensifying!"
A shout from the center of the battlefield forced the god-of-death-like figure to halt abruptly.
The lightning faded—
Revealing a masked Konoha jōnin.
Hatake Kakashi.
"What's going on with Shikaku's side?"
Kakashi frowned slightly, his Sharingan glowing ominously.
Thanks to Ning Feng's improvements to Raikiri, Kakashi could now sustain it far longer despite his limited chakra.
That was why he had been able to fight like that just now.
"Shikaku-sama's side encountered some… enemies that can't be killed…"
"Enemies that can't be killed?"
Kakashi's usually lazy eyes widened slightly.
First time he'd heard that.
"Hold the line. I'll check it out!"
His expression sharpened as he immediately broke away, rushing toward the eastern battlefield.
Enemies that couldn't die…
He had fought in wars before—
But never encountered something like that.
Not only were the invading forces those strange white creatures—
But they were also incredibly resilient.
Could this be some secret weapon developed by Iwagakure and Kumogakure?
Thinking about the White Zetsu, Kakashi felt a chill.
If these things kept coming endlessly—
They could overwhelm Konoha by sheer numbers alone.
And if something even worse had appeared on Shikaku's side…
This defensive battle would become extremely difficult.
Just as he hurried forward—
A chakra presence suddenly surged beneath him!
Kakashi instantly halted.
At the same time—
The ground in front of him burst open as a massive blade shot upward!
His Sharingan flared crimson as he locked onto the figure emerging from underground—
The one who had nearly taken his life just now.
This person…
Was one of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist who had appeared during the Nine-Tails attack—
Wielder of the Executioner's Blade—
Momochi Zabuza.
Since Zabuza had been reduced to ashes by Ning Feng back then, Kakashi didn't have much intel on him.
But unlike the White Zetsu—
This man radiated pure death.
"He's probably a taijutsu-type fighter."
No need for words.
Kakashi moved instantly.
Drawing a kunai infused with lightning chakra, he charged forward.
The blade crackled with sharp, deadly energy—
Even hardened bodies wouldn't withstand it easily.
Yet—
Zabuza didn't dodge.
His empty, emotionless eyes stared ahead as he mechanically raised his massive blade and swung it down.
Kakashi frowned slightly.
This kind of attack—
Was easy to evade.
But he needed to get to the eastern front quickly.
So he chose—
A trade.
His kunai would pierce the opponent's chest—
A guaranteed kill.
Ignoring the incoming strike, Kakashi drove the kunai straight into Zabuza's chest!
At the same time—
Zabuza's blade swept across from the side.
Kakashi concentrated chakra into his left arm, using the armored guard to block.
Even after predicting the trajectory with his Sharingan and defending at the weakest point—
The sheer force still sent him flying.
Landing, Kakashi narrowed his eyes and looked ahead.
What he saw—
Shocked him.
His kunai had pierced through Zabuza effortlessly—
Straight through his body.
That shouldn't be possible.
Even with Raikiri-enhanced chakra—
Something was wrong.
Kakashi's pupils shrank.
There was no blood.
Instead—
The wound was filling with a strange, paper-like substance…
That rapidly reconstructed his body.
"This is…"
Kakashi's face darkened beneath his mask.
Could this be—
The same "unkillable" enemy Shikaku had reported?
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