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"Who are you!" The Six-Tails also sensed someone showing it "disrespect" by standing on its head.
For a Tailed Beast, this was indeed no honor.
Therefore, enraged, it sprayed corrosive gas towards its head, trying to drive the person away. But although that person stood right on its head, the corrosive gas couldn't harm him at all.
Kamui...
Midorima stared at Obito and instantly felt helpless.
With only one eye, Obito could only use "Kamui" for five minutes. That's why an obsessive person like Konan could prepare six hundred billion explosive tags and detonate them for ten minutes straight to counter him.
But with the complete "Kamui," normal attacks were completely ineffective against him.
This ability was extremely annoying.
It was like having all kinds of martial arts skills, capable of splitting mountains with one hand, but when fighting for your life, the enemy kept "missing." That was really frustrating.
What made it even more helpless was that this "miss" wasn't probabilistic—Obito hid in another dimension, so attacks simply couldn't reach him.
"This guy calls himself 'Madara.' He's the one who used the technique on you. So, don't look him in the eye, or he can still control you." Midorima sighed but still warned the Six-Tails.
He had just fought the Six-Tails; he didn't want it to be controlled again and have to fight it all over.
If this dragged on too long, his Sage Mode would also be dispelled.
Hearing this, Tagitsuhime quickly turned her head away, avoiding eye contact with Obito. She complained, "Why didn't you say so earlier? I've already looked at him several times."
Midorima rolled his eyes.
"You seem very familiar with me." Obito stared at Midorima. "But I clearly don't know you, yet you look familiar."
"Haha, you really have a short memory. I stumbled upon you and the 'Akatsuki' ambushing the Third and Fourth Mizukage. Then Igawa Bu labeled me a 'rogue ninja,' and I fled Kirigakure. You wouldn't have forgotten such a despicable act, would you?" Midorima laughed.
"Oh, you're that little ninja? But come to think of it, you surviving is thanks to me sparing your life. Otherwise, you wouldn't have had a chance to escape." Obito chuckled.
Midorima shrugged. That was true.
Although there were many coincidences at the time—like Pain using Shinra Tensei to blast him away, and the Third Mizukage holding off Obito, giving him a chance to escape alive—the more important point was that after dealing with the two Mizukage, Obito didn't carefully search for him, not even sending Zetsu to thoroughly comb the nearby coast.
But he was probably floating in the shallow sea, making it hard for Zetsu to find him either.
In short, his lucky survival was largely due to Obito. But precisely because of that, he now had the opportunity to "repay" him.
"But if you hadn't come to Kirigakure, I probably wouldn't have all this trouble. Maybe I would have become a medical ninja, or a member of the Seven Swordsmen, instead of standing before you now."
"What's the point?" Obito spread his hands. "Even if you stand before me, what's the point?"
Midorima curled his lip. "Indeed, no point. And right now, I don't want to fight you. It's meaningless. Can you leave? I'll just pretend you were never here."
"I'm taking it with me..." Obito pointed his index finger downwards at the Six-Tails beneath his feet.
In an instant, Midorima appeared before him and kicked at Obito, but it passed through empty air.
Obito stared at Midorima, a trace of hatred in his voice. "So it's you... Yoshida Shin."
Midorima wasn't surprised Obito could guess his identity. After all, almost no one could use the "Shunkan" technique.
"That battle isn't over yet. Are you interested in continuing? But I hope you understand one thing: this is Kirigakure, my turf. And you, though your Mangekyō Sharingan is powerful, using it for extended periods carries the risk of blindness. Are you willing to gamble? Will you take the Six-Tails away, or die here?" Midorima grinned.
To Midorima, Mangekyō Sharingan were just consumables. If one broke, he could replace it with another.
The only concern was that converting an ordinary Sharingan into a Mangekyō wasn't highly successful.
Another pair of Sharingan he'd taken from Danzō had been ruined during the [Cell Lab] conversion process.
That meant Midorima now only had one pair of Mangekyō Sharingan.
But even so, if he could trade them for Obito's "Kamui," it would be a huge gain.
Obito's mask hid his expression completely, but the look in his eyes was filled with "disdain."
"You want to wear me down? Do you think you can?"
"Have you forgotten? We fought to a draw last time," Midorima countered.
—Back then I only had one eye!
Obito almost blurted this out, but forcibly swallowed the words.
This was his "trump card." Unless he could be sure of killing Midorima, revealing it was meaningless.
However, Midorima certainly wouldn't let him take the Six-Tails. So he would either have to kill Midorima or leave empty-handed.
Humiliating...
Obito felt disgusted.
How could there be such an annoying opponent?
He took a deep breath and remembered something else. "By the way, did you kill Kakuzu and Hidan?"
"Yes."
"Liar. Hidan can't be killed." Obito pointed accusingly at Midorima.
"Not quite." Midorima waved his hand, signaling Obito not to get angry. "Do you know why Hidan has an immortal body?"
"Faith in Jashin."
"Exactly. Just break that faith, and it's done. As for the method, sorry, that's a secret." Midorima fabricated.
Hidan was now two to three hundred meters underground. He completely didn't believe Hidan could crawl out from there.
"..."
Obito nodded and turned around. "Fine. Hope you're still this spirited next time."
"I will. Safe travels, no need to see you off."
Tagitsuhime curled her lip. "You're just letting him go like that?"
Midorima rolled his eyes. "I want to kill him more than anyone. But the process is too troublesome. With my strength, even if I could kill him, it would be mutually destructive. Besides, I'm not confident."
In a sense, "Kamui" was a defensive technique with maxed-out stats. Especially with the complete "Kamui."
"Alright, I'm leaving too. Remember, don't call me again unless it's important!"
Leaving these words, Tagitsuhime returned to Ryūchi Cave.
Midorima chuckled. Did what Tagitsuhime said matter?
Not at all.
Because he held the initiative.
But...
Midorima looked around. Kirigakure was now completely devastated, nearly a third of the village destroyed. And the culprit was this huge, grayish-blue Tailed Beast before him.
"How are you going to take responsibility?" Midorima waved his hand, pointing at the collapsed houses and the countless dead or injured villagers. "This is the fine mess you've caused. Tell me, how should I seal you up?"