r18novel Chapter 241 We will win, I... I'm sorry, I couldn't let...
Chapter 241 We will win, I... I'm sorry, I couldn't let...
Chapter 241 We will win, I... I'm sorry, I couldn't let...
In the Forest of Death.
Two identical figures stood facing each other.
Uchiha Itachi, versus Uchiha Itachi!
Both men exuded murderous intent, and neither dared to make a move. For a moment, there was a deathly silence, broken only by the rustling of the wind through the treetops.
Fallen leaves swirled in the wind, drifting between the two.
In that instant, both sides moved simultaneously!
Two dark figures flashed by like ghosts, their movements as fast as lightning and as swift as a rabbit.
"Swish!"
With a series of whooshing sounds, several shuriken were released almost simultaneously, transforming into streaks of cold light that aimed directly at the opponent's vitals with treacherous trajectories.
"Jingle bells!"
A crisp metallic clang rang out in the air, bursting forth with a series of dazzling sparks that illuminated the dim forest with flickering light.
The shuriken fired by both sides drew arcs in the air, colliding almost perfectly symmetrically and sending each other flying.
This brief yet exquisitely crafted exchange was less a life-or-death struggle and more like a pre-arranged mirror performance.
The timing, angle, and force of their attacks were all perfect!
Sasuke hid behind a large tree, trying his best to hold his breath and concentrate.
He had already activated his three-tomoe Sharingan, his crimson pupils fixed on the battle in the arena, not daring to miss a single detail.
Even so, with his skill level, it was almost impossible for him to discern the trajectory of the movement just now.
Two "Uchiha Furu" are too fast!
Sasuke felt a flurry of cold light before his eyes, and the outcome was uncertain in the blink of an eye.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he simply wouldn't have believed that there was anyone in the world who could rival his Nissan in shuriken skills.
"This counterfeit—it's incredibly sophisticated?!"
Sasuke was shocked. No wonder this guy was able to kill the real Nisan and massacre the Uchiha clan back then!
Thinking of this, the hatred burning in Sasuke's eyes intensified.
In the field.
Meng Jingrong slightly narrowed her eyes, her expression gradually becoming serious.
He was secretly surprised.
He had felt a strange sense of familiarity when the counterfeit goods were being used to ambush him.
Now, after a direct confrontation, he was even more convinced.
His opponent's fighting style, strength and skills, and even his grasp of timing were almost identical to his own.
This cannot be simply described as "similar".
It's like another version of yourself is fighting against yourself!
As the dream unfolded and thoughts raced through my mind, I wondered, just who was this imposter?
With this in mind, Meng Jingrong decided to seize the initiative.
His hands suddenly formed hand seals rapidly in front of his chest, his chest bulged, and chakra gathered frantically: "Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"
With a low shout, he suddenly opened his mouth, and an extremely hot fireball roared out, sweeping straight towards the nearby Itachi!
The firelight illuminated their faces.
Uchiha Ryo, whom Sasuke called a fake, reflected the rolling flames in his pupils, yet he neither dodged nor avoided them, as if he had expected it all along.
He did not choose any other way to deal with it.
Sasuke is watching from the sidelines, and he wants to prove to Sasuke that the illusion in front of him is a fake that is far inferior to himself!
His usually placid expression seemed to shift slightly; it was the corner of his mouth that subtly curved upwards, a barely perceptible smile of mockery. At the same time, his hands formed the exact same hand seals, and almost simultaneously, he took a deep breath and uttered a low shout: "Fire Release."
"Great Fireball Technique!"
"boom!!"
Another massive, blazing fireball crashed head-on into the first one, colliding violently with it and unleashing a deafening roar.
The two fireballs clashed fiercely, sparks flying everywhere, and scorching waves of air swept outwards from the point of impact.
The intense heat in the air caused the surrounding leaves to curl silently, and the temperature in the forest suddenly soared!
Sasuke's body was half-reddened by the firelight, and he instinctively raised his arm to shield his face, his breath coming in waves of scorching heat.
In just over a second, Sasuke noticed that the fireball on his left suddenly became brighter.
Sure enough, with a muffled thud, Dream Itachi's Fireball Jutsu pushed the opponent's fireball backward with overwhelming force!
A massive torrent of flames, carrying two streams of fire-escape techniques, transformed into an even larger wave of fire that relentlessly surged towards reality, swallowing it whole.
The wave of fire instantly engulfed him, and for the first time, a hint of surprise flashed in Reality's eyes.
He clearly hadn't expected to be at a disadvantage in his specialty, Fire Release!
After a brief moment of astonishment, he didn't have time to form the hand seals for his escape technique, so he could only leap backward quickly.
However, this moment of hesitation cost him the initiative.
"Boom!!" A towering wave of fire crashed down, instantly engulfing Itachi's figure in reality.
Flames shot into the sky, and sparks flew everywhere like a dazzling rain, falling from the sky and scattering across the entire forest.
The dry grass on the ground was ignited by the flames, and flames rose up, turning the surroundings into a bright red.
"Nissan! Well done!"
Upon seeing this, Sasuke couldn't help but cheer excitedly, his face filled with excitement and a sense of triumph.
The scene of the fireballs exchanging fire just now was truly exhilarating! Nissan's flames completely suppressed that hateful imposter!
Sasuke felt a surge of excitement; that fake was no match for his brother!
[Ding! Sasuke's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +1000!]
In stark contrast to Sasuke's jubilation, Dream Itachi showed no sign of letting up.
His expression remained solemn as he stared intently at the raging inferno ahead, the tomoe in his Sharingan eyes swirling.
An attack of that magnitude could never possibly defeat the counterfeit.
Sure enough, through the flickering flames, he could vaguely see a dark shadow standing motionless in the center of the fire.
"It's not over yet—"
The dream weasel muttered to itself, a bead of sweat trickling down its cheek from its forehead.
But the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.
The dark figure that was seen through the firelight just now has undergone an extremely strange change!
That's definitely not the form that an ordinary human should have!
The burning flames gradually dissipated in the air, revealing their true form.
The reality remains unchanged, seemingly undamaged.
However, at this moment, his appearance was extremely terrifying.
On either side of his neck, eight eerie, pale white objects, resembling sharp spikes, slowly extended out, looking like some kind of twisted white limbs!
His upper body clothing was also charred and torn by the flames, and what was exposed in the torn areas was not skin, but a kind of pale, strange tissue.
The surface is covered with textures similar to tree rings.
"White Zetsu!?"
Meng Jingrong gasped softly, her Sharingan widening in disbelief.
He wasn't mistaken, he couldn't possibly be wrong.
He and Shisui-san had been investigating this strange, pale organization for a long time and knew it by heart!
This scene clearly resembles the legendary White Zetsu.
Could it be that the guy in front of me, who is wearing the appearance of Uchiha Itachi, is actually a White Zetsu in disguise?
But how is that possible?!
Countless thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant, as I dreamt of it.
According to the information he and Shisui-san possessed, White Zetsu is indeed skilled in shapeshifting and stealth, and can disguise himself as others.
But White Zetsu could never replicate it so perfectly and unleash strength comparable to his own.
But the facts before him now make it impossible for him to deny them.
Whether it's the Sharingan or the fighting power, the opponent is almost equal to him!
What kind of monster is this?!
From behind the tree, Sasuke also witnessed this terrifying scene.
He seemed to freeze, his eyes wide open, his face drained of color from shock.
"This—this is the real face of that counterfeit?!"
Sasuke's voice trembled slightly.
It turns out that the culprit who killed Nisan and slaughtered his entire clan was actually this inhuman and ghostly creature!
At that moment, shock, anger, hatred, and fear—all sorts of emotions swirled wildly in Sasuke's chest. His spine went cold, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Amidst the embers of the fire, Reality Fusion, now in its fused form as a White Zetsu, looked down at its current appearance, its brows furrowing slightly.
This powerful fireball unexpectedly canceled his transformation technique, revealing his true form fused with White Zetsu.
Seeing the shocked expression on Sasuke's face in the dream world, a hint of impatience and gloom flashed in the eyes of the real-life Fusion.
He was filled with rage.
That last move actually made me look bad in front of Sasuke!
"Hmph—" Itachi snorted softly, his Sharingan eyes blazing with killing intent.
He stared intently at the wary Dream Weasel ahead, his chest heaving as if suppressing the raging anger churning within him.
Unexpectedly, this fake is actually quite skilled. In the fire-style exchange just now, I was actually slightly inferior!
What's even more infuriating is that this happened right under Sasuke's nose.
But—this is for the best!
His eyes instantly became even more cruel and resolute.
This is a perfect opportunity for Sasuke to witness firsthand how his beloved brother, whom he has always admired, was completely crushed and destroyed by this bizarre and ugly monster form!
Only such painful blows and despair can become nourishment for Sasuke's growth!
Suddenly, Rong raised his head, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
"A fake is a fake." His voice was hoarse, his first words chilling and devoid of emotion. "No matter how well it imitates—it's still just my shadow!"
Before he finished speaking, the three tomoe in his eyes began to spin rapidly.
In an instant, the magatama connected into lines, slowly condensing into a strange, scarlet pattern.
The Mangekyou Sharingan, the symbol of Itachi Uchiha's strongest eye power!
In reality, Itachi's eyes suddenly widened, and his scarlet pupils burst forth with a chilling light.
A terrifying power of vision instantly swept outwards from him, and the surrounding air began to tremble and shake like the Eiffel Tower under high temperature.
Dream Weasel felt a sudden tightness in his chest, a strong sense of danger making his hair stand on end.
Kaleidoscope Sharingan!
The other party even knew this?!
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The outskirts of the Death Forest.
Kakashi's figure darted swiftly through the dense forest, leaving behind a trail of falling leaves.
He had previously witnessed Itachi running wildly out of the Uchiha clan's territory in his dream from afar, and guessing that something must have happened, he followed him all the way here.
At this moment, he hurriedly followed the subtle traces left by the dream as it blended into the forest.
Suddenly, a strong chakra fluctuation came from afar, followed by a loud bang that ripped through the sky and startled countless birds.
Kakashi's pupils contracted slightly, and he quickened his pace: "Found it!"
He moved swiftly and silently, leaping onto a thick branch of a towering tree, disappearing into the dense foliage as he cautiously peered down.
The sight before him made Kakashi gasp, and his one exposed eye widened in shock.
"this--?!"
Below, in a clearing in the forest, two identical Uchiha Ryos were facing off in battle!
One of them looked exactly like Itachi Uchiha, while the other—who also seemed to have Itachi's face—had an extremely strange appearance.
The white spikes extending from its neck were particularly conspicuous in the moonlight, and what was revealed beneath the charred and tattered red cloud robe was a pale and strange half-plant body!
Kakashi felt a buzzing in his head and couldn't believe his eyes.
"What's going on with that Itachi over there? And how did these two Itachis—get up against each other!?"
He frowned deeply, filled with doubt.
He had a lot of information about Uchiha Ryu.
This was the first time Kakashi had ever seen reality fused like this.
The two fighters below were locked in a tense standoff, poised to erupt again at any moment.
Kakashi suppressed his shock and forced himself to analyze the situation calmly.
His gaze swept quickly around, and suddenly he spotted half of a small face anxiously looking around behind a big tree.
"Sasuke?!"
Kakashi was startled. He saw Sasuke peeking out from behind the tree, staring intently at the scene with a mixture of excitement and fear.
Sasuke is here too?
Kakashi sensed something was wrong, and a bead of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Recalling the almost frantic expression on Itachi's face during their pursuit, his mind raced.
Could it be that the real-life Uchiha Ryo kidnapped Sasuke and lured the Uchiha Ryo from the dream to this place?
This speculation is astonishing, but it best fits all the current signs.
Kakashi recalled everything that had happened this morning, and his thoughts became clearer.
He had no doubt about Ryou's true stance towards Konoha and his protective instincts towards Sasuke.
But he couldn't understand it at all.
Why go to all the trouble of bringing out this dream and facing it separately?
If they are worried that Dream Itachi might threaten Konoha or Sasuke, they can join forces with others to control him.
Why take such a risk?
Seeing the imminent battle below, Kakashi subconsciously reached for the kunai at his waist, hesitating whether to intervene.
Kakashi's eyes flickered as he quickly weighed the pros and cons.
The current situation is unpredictable and volatile. If we were to show ourselves rashly, it might disrupt Rong's plans and make the situation even more complicated.
After all, Rong went to great lengths to lure the dream here, so he must have had his own reasons.
Just then, Kakashi keenly spotted a familiar spatial fluctuation flashing across the top of a large tree not far to his right.
He felt a chill run down his spine.
"Obito—he's here too?"
Kakashi gritted his teeth, feeling even heavier in his heart.
The situation had developed to this point, clearly exceeding his expectations.
With the two Itachi locked in a life-or-death struggle, Sasuke's safety, and the elusive Obito in such a chaotic situation, should we immediately inform Jiraiya-sama?
Kakashi pondered for a moment, then rejected the idea.
He's currently too busy to be in two places at once. By the time he rushes off to deliver the message and returns, the battle will likely have already been decided, and Sasuke's fate will be unimaginable.
The only option now is to act according to circumstances and adapt to changing situations.
Kaka Ren composed himself and pulled out his Sharingan from under his headband.
He planned to find an opportunity to sneak up on Sasuke first, and no matter what, he would do his best to ensure Sasuke's safety!
If anything gets out of control, he will immediately take Sasuke away from danger.
At this very moment, in the clearing of the Death Forest, two identical, cold-faced figures stood tense, their killing intent reaching its peak.
In the shadows, Sasuke gritted his teeth, a sense of foreboding creeping in, but a dark cloud was slowly forming around him. Could he win?
That monster has revealed its true form and even awakened the legendary Mangekyou Sharingan—...
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