Konoha Nano Core

Chapter 168 Obito Nagato Orochimaru

The sun rose from the east, and the thick dark clouds obscured the rising sun.

The sky was still drizzling, Xiaonan pushed a special wheelchair, and took Nagato to a wilderness in the Land of Rain.

"It's here!"

The footsteps stopped, Xiao Nan said coldly.

This is where Jue told them to meet Madara. After hearing the news, Nagato insisted on coming in person, but she had no choice but to agree.

"Ok!"

Nagato, who was sitting in a wheelchair, nodded, looking around with a pair of reincarnation eyes.

Since the day Yahiko died, he has become a crippled cripple. If it weren't for the vitality of the Uzumaki clan to barely support him, he would have died long ago after the ten-tailed psychic came out.

Bai Jue's ubiquitous robed avatar sensed Nagato's arrival, and soon rose from the ground with Madara who was also in a disabled state.

The gazes of the two men met, their auras collided, and an oppressive aura descended on this land, as if a god was looking down on the world, and the majestic aura that regarded the world as chess pieces rose from the two people to confront each other, making people hopeless fear.

Nagato's eyes froze, but he saw that Madara's current situation was more than ten times worse than he expected. It can be said that it is a miracle of life that he is still alive.

"What a mess! Madara!"

Nagato withdrew his momentum, sneered and mocked, how arrogant he was in front of them before!
And looking at him now, it's really... happy!
"When people are old, they can't do it anymore. Now it's all young people's world!"

Obito also withdrew his aura, and spoke in an old-fashioned tone.

After hearing this, Nagato sneered, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

If he makes a move now, he is very confident that Madara will be left behind completely. He has always felt that Madara may have other plans to hide from him, which is an uncertain factor.

And now, should we take this opportunity and kill him!

Nagato's killing intent was not hidden at all, and Hei Ze and Obito could naturally see it.

No one knows the power of Nagato better than them. When the clones of the six realms are combined in one place, the combat power that can be exerted is beyond everyone's imagination.

Even the former Obito relied on Kamui Sharingan to barely maintain Uchiha Madara's compulsion in front of Nagato.

And with his current super disabled body, who is about to enter the crematorium, even if there is a Hei Jue who is running for his life beside him, in the case of a real battle, there is still only one dead end.

But this time there is no way to inform Nagato, Obito can feel that although the toxin mixed with Chakra has been sealed, there are still traces of poison seeping out, destroying his body.

If the body is not repaired as soon as possible, even if there are intercolumnar cells in the body, the body will be completely abolished, and it will no longer be able to support the use of Sharingan.

When it really came to that point, he might as well just die!

What's more, since he came to find Nagato, he naturally has some confidence in persuading him.

The temperature of the air began to drop, and the cold, biting killing intent lingered in the air. Nagato was waiting, waiting for Madara to have any confidence that he could help him!
Although Madara's status is still higher than him in name, but if he really regards himself as an instant subordinate, he will let Madara taste what it means... the wrath of God!

The sound of birds, beasts and insects suddenly fell silent, and the crazy killing intent like the Nine Nether Hell made all the insects, birds and beasts on the nearby ground tremble with fright.

Obito raised his head, and when he sat limply on the ground, the kaleidoscope of Sharingan flashed in his eyes, counteracting the killing intent, at the same time, he said hoarsely and calmly: "Nagato, it's better not to make rash killing intent!"

The killing intent still circulated in the air, even more intense.

Nagato raised his arm on the wheelchair slightly, and with a wave of his big hand, the clones of Liudao who were hiding behind him would rush up and tear them to pieces.

"What a quickie!"

Obito looked at Nagato and muttered, and looked at Nagato who had even colder eyes, and put away the idea of ​​teasing him, and hurriedly said: "This time you are not only helping me, but also helping yourself, if everything goes well If not, not only can I return to normal, but your legs and those things behind you can also recover a lot."

"You mean it!"

Before Nagato could reply, Xiaonan, who had been keeping a cold face, clenched her hands tightly, and with long lavender hair draped over her shoulders, she was full of nervousness, and asked aloud.

"Hehehe...Of course I won't lie to you!"

Obito laughed for a while in a low voice, and gave an affirmative answer.

Xiaonan's face brightened, and he looked down at Nagato with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Xiao Nan!"

Feeling Xiaonan's pleading gaze, Nagato groaned, various colors appeared in Samsara's eyes, which were not particularly suitable for him, and his half-raised hand was placed on the wheelchair again, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

"Nagato!"

Xiao Nan begged in a low voice, and the pleading look in his eyes became more intense.

Since Yahiko's death, Nagato has been her only family member. At this time, if she has the opportunity to heal Nagato's body, even if it is only a part, in her heart, it is tens of thousands of times better than killing Madara!
"You succeeded in convincing me!"

After a long silence, Nagato raised his head and looked at the limp Madara.

No one wants to be like a disabled person who can only sit on the bed and wait for others to serve him every day, especially Nagato, who used to have a healthy body!
This time, Obito has found his destiny.

Obito, Jue, Xiaonan was overjoyed after hearing this, and it would only happen once to make these three people happy because of the same thing.

Ignoring the happy people, Nagato bent his body slightly, exposing the black stick piercing his back to the air, and asked calmly, "How to do it!"

Obito suppressed the joy in his heart, and the face under the mask had a strange expression, and he murmured: "Ordinary people want to go to the best doctor when they are injured, but for our kind of injury, we naturally have to find the best doctor in the ninja world." The medical master!"

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A few kilometers away from here, a dark poisonous snake sprang out from the ground, looking towards the direction of Obito and Nagato with piercing eyes.

The eyesight of ordinary snakes is not very good, but this one is quite different. Although its chakra is almost zero, in terms of eyesight alone, it can even be compared with an eagle soaring in the sky. After all... It was made by Orochimaru!

"I really didn't expect that!"

In a dark laboratory, Orochimaru's snake-like eyes shone with a strange light, and a hoarse, magnetic whisper came from his mouth.

"Is something wrong? Orochimaru-sama!"

The pharmacist with a sunny face made inquiries. If one didn't really know him, it would be easy to be deceived by his pretended sunny face.

"No, nothing, just saw some interesting things!"

Orochimaru shook his head with a smile, a metallic light flashed in his slender hand, it was a ring belonging to the Akatsuki organization representing Sora.

"Things that can make Oshemaru-sama find it interesting must be really interesting!"

The pharmacist replied with a smile, and continued with the experiment in hand.

"Yeah! It's really... interesting!"

Originally, it was just a hidden hand randomly placed, but I didn't expect to see such a secret!
There are people behind Payne, who also have the same reincarnation eyes. Could it be said that Payne is actually just a puppet, and the real mastermind behind the Xiao organization is the disabled two?
But judging from the news they revealed just now, Tsunade seems to be targeted by them!
The hand holding the scalpel paused for a moment, then quickly recovered, and continued to cut the experimental subject lying on the experimental table, full of panic, but unable to speak.

(End of this chapter)