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However, just a few dozen meters away from Kakashi, a figure was standing quietly beside a large tree!
He was wrapped in a dark robe and wore an orange swirling mask on his face!
In the very center of the mask was a pitch-black circular hole, through which a red pupil could be faintly seen.
He was staring intently in the direction where Kakashi was.
[Ding! Kakashi Hatake's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +1000!]
Chapter 161 Obito: He's the one who deserves to die the most!!!
The two looked at each other from a distance, remaining silent.
After an unknown amount of time, Kakashi sighed softly and walked towards the masked man.
With each step forward, his heart beat a few times faster.
Regardless of why Obito had become so cold-blooded, he had to try to talk to him.
At the same time, he quietly raised his hand and lifted the strip of cloth on his headband, revealing a brand new Sharingan in his left eye!
Kakashi's expression grew increasingly serious, his muscles tensing as he prepared for battle at any moment.
The Obito in the dream was clearly different from the Obito in reality, so he must not let his guard down.
The masked man watched Kakashi approach silently, neither running away nor attacking, but simply standing still, lost in thought.
Kakashi quickly arrived a few steps away from the masked man.
He stared intently and discovered that Obito's single eye was staring intently at his face through the small hole in the mask, his gaze cold and complex.
Kakashi was slightly startled by that burning gaze, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he was about to speak when the other person unexpectedly let out a cold, mocking laugh.
"Hmph!" Obito let out a cold snort with an ambiguous meaning, mocking, "He actually got you another Sharingan? Minato Namikaze is really good to you!"
The face, hidden by a mask, obscured its expression, but the mockery was unmistakable.
Kakashi felt a pang of pain in his heart upon hearing this.
Kakashi took a deep breath, suppressing the bitterness in his heart, and solemnly said, "Minato-sensei was always a very good person. He was always very good to us."
Before he could finish speaking, the masked man's shoulders trembled slightly, followed by a sinister laugh: "Hehehe."
The laughter had a touch of madness to it.
Obito suddenly raised his head, his tone turning hysterical: "The one who deserves to die the most is him—Minato Namikaze!"
He roared through gritted teeth, "What 'Yellow Flash,' 'Fastest Shinobi in the World'! He's never there when it matters most!!"
A sudden gust of wind arose, rustling the leaves.
Kakashi was so shocked by the sudden roar that he involuntarily leaned back half a step, a sharp pain rising in his chest.
He certainly understood the accusatory meaning behind the local dialect.
Obito harbored resentment towards Minato-sensei—resentment that he didn't arrive in time for the battle at Kannabi Bridge, leading to Obito being buried under rocks; and resentment that he wasn't by Rin's side when she was kidnapped, ultimately failing to prevent the tragedy from happening.
On two crucial moments, their teachers failed to protect their students.
Kakashi lowered his gaze, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
“Obito…” Kakashi slowly shook his head, and asked with difficulty, “Even if you harbor resentment towards Minato-sensei… why did you attack Konoha?!”
His voice trembled slightly with emotion, "You clearly said before that you wanted to be Hokage?!"
Obito, behind the mask, was silent for two seconds before suddenly letting out a sneer: "Heh... Don't you think it's too late to talk about this now, Kakashi Hatake?"
Obito showed no intention of explaining himself to the questions he was being asked, and seemed completely unconcerned about his identity being exposed.
He had previously snatched his left eye back from Kakashi's eyes, and his actions were so obvious that it was not surprising that Kakashi guessed his identity.
Obito's laughter suddenly became unrestrained: "Haha...hahahaha—"
He threw his head back and laughed wildly, his voice filled with chilling madness, "What I want to do is destroy him, destroy everything you care about most!"
Kakashi was stunned by the sudden burst of maniacal laughter, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.
He stared intently at Obito, his mind churning with turbulent emotions.
The near-madness and extreme state of Obito in the dream world far exceeded Kakashi's imagination!
"And you!" Just as Kakashi was stunned, Obito suddenly waved his hand, pointing at Rin's tombstone, his voice suddenly becoming low and cold, "You did that kind of thing yourself, and you still have the nerve to lecture me here?!"
Rin… Kakashi was struck dumb upon hearing this, his pupils dilating instantly!
Obito brought up Rin's death once again!
His heart clenched painfully, and he swayed slightly, almost losing his balance.
This was the second time Obito had questioned him about Rin since he entered the dream world.
The first time, he was too shocked to understand the meaning of the local dialect for a moment.
As the scene reappeared, a sudden realization struck Kakashi: Obito… how did he know about “that matter”?!
Kakashi suppressed his panic and quickly recalled the scene from back then.
The Battle of Kannabi Bridge in the 52nd year of Konoha's reign.
On that desperate battlefield, in order to stop the Three-Tails from going berserk, he had no choice but to pierce Rin's heart with his own Lightning Blade...
He clearly remembered that just before he collapsed while holding Lin's body, the pursuers from Wuyin were surging in like a tide.
In utter despair, he only had time to see the relieved smile on Lin's face before losing consciousness due to his severe injuries, thinking that he would die as well.
However, when Kakashi woke up again, he was surprised to find that all the Mist Ninja around him were lying in pools of blood, dead on the spot!
Kakashi suddenly looked up and stared at the masked man, exclaiming in disbelief, "So...Rin...you were there? Those Hidden Mist ninjas, it was you—who saved me?!"
Obito merely scoffed at this, dismissively interrupting, "Save you? Hmph, don't flatter yourself!"
He turned slightly to the side, as if unwilling to look at Kakashi again. "I just wanted to kill all those guys back then!"
"Wash your necks and wait... I'll drag you all into hell!"
The moment he finished speaking, a strange ripple suddenly appeared in the air.
A familiar spatial fluctuation appeared around Obito!
Before he could react, the masked man's figure in front of him began to twist and blur, and the spiraling energy quickly swallowed him up.
……
VIP box seating.
The private room was so quiet it was almost suffocating; the only sound was Obito's soft, heavy breathing.
Obito rested his elbows on his knees, his fists clenched, his entire body hidden in the shadows.
Obito's mind kept replaying every scene from his dream.
His near-madness left him with a tightness in his chest, something he couldn't express for a long time.
Actually, he was quite familiar with that look.
For a considerable period after witnessing Rin's death at Kakashi's hands, he remained in a state of near madness.
With nowhere to vent his overwhelming pain and hatred, he could only find relief in destroying everything.
Until, until that night twelve years ago.
"Hmph... How pathetic." Obito felt an indescribable sense of irritation and mockery.
He took a deep breath, leaned back in his chair, and tried to calm himself down.
However, a sense of unease lingered in his heart.
Especially in the last two days, Black Zetsu's attitude has become noticeably strange and subtle.
For the past two days, for some reason, Black Zetsu has seemed absent-minded, often acting on his own initiative, and is far less obedient than before.
Logically speaking, Black Zetsu was a "legacy" created by Madara Uchiha to assist him before his death, and should not have deviated from his will.
However, Black Zetsu's current actions are somewhat different from what Madara told him before he died...
……
In the general audience seats.
Jiraiya's incredulous voice rang out: "Tonight's dream... was far too thrilling!!"
His expression was still somewhat dazed, as if he had not yet fully processed the twists and turns of the story that had just unfolded.
Tsunade sat next to Jiraiya, her eyes wide.
Although Tsunade was not aware of many details, Kakashi and Obito's conversation had already revealed a great deal of important information.
She recalled the upheaval twelve years ago, and suddenly snapped back to reality. Her almond-shaped eyes widened as she pointed at the now-off screen, utterly shocked: "That masked person... was the mastermind behind the Nine-Tailed Fox's rampage back then, right?!"
Hiruzen Sarutobi slowly turned his head. The old Hokage, immersed in shock and pain, had a solemn expression, even revealing an undisguised sense of guilt and bitterness.
“…That’s right.” He sighed deeply, his voice sounding as if he had aged considerably in an instant. “Not only that, he…was also Minato’s student.”
As he said this, he slowly closed his eyes, his brows furrowed deeply, and a complex expression froze on his wrinkled face.
……
While the audience was in an uproar, Shiyu, far away in the shadows of the theater, paid no attention to the reaction from the outside world.
As the dream ended that night, a familiar mechanical notification sounded in his mind:
[The Dream Master System has been successfully upgraded!]
[Congratulations, host, you have reached level 12!]
Please select one of the following enhancement effects:
[1. Simultaneous Login Lv2: Reduces the cooldown time for simultaneous logins by five days.]
[2. Dream Dungeon Expansion Pack: Attack on Titan]
[3. VIP seats +1]
On the semi-transparent system panel that appeared in mid-air, three options were clearly listed.
Looking at the options, Shi Yu couldn't help but purse her lips: "That's it? The reward is too mediocre!"