Disonasu was a notorious criminal.
In his pursuit of power, he had brutally killed countless innocent people, which led to a joint manhunt against him by multiple nations.
He had once colluded with Orochimaru, participating together in deep research on the Impure World Reincarnation.
Later, he received information that this sacred land, Hacho, was hiding a major secret.
So Disonasu went to great lengths to hide himself here, and through some underhanded means, he successfully became the mayor of this place.
However, he was now already under the control of Black Zetsu's Mangekyo Sharingan, completely reduced to a puppet serving Black Zetsu.
Obito paid no attention to the experiment happening here. His gaze focused on Black Zetsu in the corner.
Ever since Black Zetsu had successfully taken over Hiruko's original body, his form had undergone a drastic transformation.
Now, he was no longer that disgusting mass of black sludge from before, nor did he resemble Hiruko's former physique.
Instead, he had become a somewhat lean young man with a cold, stern face.
After all, having lived through countless ages, Black Zetsu naturally knew how to create the most powerful body possible.
However, this deeply calculating being was extremely calm and reserved, showing not the slightest hint of impatience.
During the years when Rengoku was absent, Black Zetsu had been carefully planning his scheme regarding the moon on one hand, while quietly accumulating his own strength on the other.
After all, he had already waited for thousands of years. A mere five years meant nothing to him.
Black Zetsu raised his head and glanced at Obito, the corners of his lips curling slightly into a faint, ambiguous smile.
"What? This operation ended in failure again?"
He knew that Obito was trying to reopen his Mangekyo Sharingan, and he also knew that Obito was bound to fail.
Because deep down, Obito had already begun to deny himself. For something like this to happen to an Uchiha was truly rare.
After all, the Uchiha clan had always been a group of obsessively driven people, the kind who would pursue something single-mindedly to the very end.
However, just how severe Obito's mental state had deteriorated to, even Black Zetsu didn't know.
After all, the two of them were already only cooperating in appearance. They rarely even met each other anymore.
"All the tailed beasts have already been revived. So how is your plan on the moon progressing?"
Black Zetsu casually glanced at Disonasu, who was fully focused on preparing poison, before replying, "It hasn't reached the target yet. It will probably take a bit more time."
Obito nodded slightly, then spoke directly without beating around the bush, "Konoha's power is growing stronger and stronger now."
"If we keep holding back and don't act soon, the situation will probably turn against us."
Hearing this, Black Zetsu narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Obito thoughtfully as he asked, "So, you're planning to probe Konoha?"
Obito nodded without hesitation, "That's right. Whether the Nine-Tails is in Konoha is very important to us…"
At that moment, Disonasu, who had been silent and focused on his work all along, suddenly spoke, "It's done, Lord Black Zetsu!"
Because he was under control, his voice sounded somewhat stiff and mechanical.
Hearing this, Obito and Black Zetsu both turned their heads at the same time.
Looking closely, they saw that Disonasu had already placed a lump of flesh into a specially made container.
This lump of flesh had a terrifying color. It wasn't the bright red of normal blood, nor the usual color of ordinary flesh. Instead, it carried an eerie mix of dark green and bluish-purple.
Not only that, it continuously emitted waves of an intense, nauseating stench of decay.
Black Zetsu expressionlessly inserted his hand into the container holding the flesh.
Time passed little by little. After a moment, he slowly withdrew his fingers.
The originally pitch-black fingers began to turn yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if being corroded by some kind of force.
"Not bad. The Corpse Rot Poison is finally complete."
Looking at his discolored fingers, a trace of satisfaction flashed through Black Zetsu's eyes.
The body he currently possessed had been formed through the Demonic Statue Fusion technique, but even so, its essence still belonged to that method.
Because of this, Black Zetsu didn't need any complicated testing methods. Just by touching the flesh with a single finger, he could easily determine whether the experiment had succeeded.
Obito, standing nearby, raised an eyebrow slightly and asked with a hint of doubt:
"It really worked?"
Clearly, Obito had some understanding of the experiment Black Zetsu was conducting.
Hearing Obito's question, Black Zetsu let out a cold snort and replied impatiently, "What, do you think those crude Earth Style techniques used by Kazuma and his group that you recruited could actually create chaos in Konoha?"
He paused briefly, then continued, "Although this Corpse Rot Poison isn't particularly rare, if you want it to truly show its power and form a large-scale effect, you need a huge number of corpses as raw materials to cultivate it properly."
At this point, a smile appeared on Black Zetsu's face.
"Fortunately, we've already gathered a large number of corpses beforehand. Now we can finally put them to good use."
Black Zetsu had lived for so many years, so naturally, he had plenty of methods.
If they were at a disadvantage in direct combat, there were always other ways to achieve their goals indirectly.
"The Uchiha clan has too many strong experts. Their overall strength is formidable. If we want to fight them with our current power, we need to find more powerful allies!"
Obito reminded him.
Black Zetsu let out a disdainful scoff.
"Hmph! The pupil power of an ordinary Mangekyo Sharingan is limited."
"Take Fugaku, who has been out of sight for years, his Mangekyo Sharingan's power has probably already been completely exhausted by now."
He paused, then continued, "Right now, in the Uchiha clan, the only ones left with Mangekyo Sharingan are Itachi, Makumi, and Shisui."
"Even if the Uchiha are all skilled fighters, how many people can they save with just those few?"
"Our real enemy is the 'Yellow Flash,' Namikaze Minato!"
"The reason Kazuma and his group are so eager to fight for power on behalf of the Daimyo is simply because they've seen that the current situation is unfavorable for him."
"If Konoha continues to grow stronger like this, the Daimyo will eventually be completely pushed out of the core power of the Land of Fire," Black Zetsu sneered as he analyzed.
Indeed, as the Fourth Hokage of Konoha, Namikaze Minato's outstanding leadership and immense strength had earned him extremely high prestige throughout the Land of Fire.
At the same time, as Konoha continued to prosper, the position of the Daimyo of the Land of Fire was gradually being forgotten by the people.
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