Chapter 396: Chapter 396: Time-Scar Crossing!
Obito also sensed something was wrong: "Stop him!"
Both of them charged forward simultaneously.
But it was already too late.
Takumi’s right eye stared fixedly at Ryota, his dojutsu power pouring out without reservation: "Time-Scar Crossing — Maximum Output!"
"Go... back!!!"
Hum—
An invisible wave enveloped Ryota.
The next second, a scene that left Obito and Kisame dumbfounded occurred—
The deep, bone-visible wound on Ryota’s throat began to heal at a visibly fast rate!
The gushing blood flowed backward, the split flesh closed up, and his pale complexion regained its rosiness...
One second.
In just one second, Ryota’s injuries completely vanished, as if he had never been wounded!
Only the bloodstains on his clothes proved that what had just happened was not an illusion.
Ryota’s breathing steadied; although he was still unconscious, his vital signs were completely stable!
Kisame’s jaw dropped: "Th-this... what kind of technique is this?!"
Obito’s expression under his mask turned extremely ugly.
He had specifically investigated before; Takumi’s right eye should only be a relatively strong recovery ability.
But time reversal?
Healing?
No... this was directly "reversing" a person’s state to before they were injured!
This ability... it’s simply cheating!
And Takumi, who had just performed this technique, had his right eye already dim and lusterless, with blood trickling from the corner of his eye, clearly having consumed a massive amount of dojutsu power.
He knelt on one knee, breathing heavily.
Seeing this, Obito breathed a sigh of relief, then his gaze turned cold.
Opportunity!
Takumi now had little dojutsu power left and was severely injured; this was the perfect time to kill him!
He exchanged a glance with Kisame, and they both charged towards Takumi!
But just as they were halfway through their charge—
Takumi suddenly looked up.
He stared at Obito, a cold smile appearing on his blood-stained face.
Then, his right eye lit up again!
Time-Scar Crossing — Activate!
But this time, the target... was himself!
"What?!"
Obito stopped abruptly.
He saw Takumi’s wounds beginning to heal; the knife wound on his back, the piercing wound on his left shoulder, all recovered at a visibly fast rate!
More importantly — his right eye, which had been dim, lit up again!
His dojutsu power... was restored?!
"Impossible!"
Obito exclaimed involuntarily: "The consumption of Mangekyō dojutsu power is irreversible! Unless—"
Unless his ability could even "reverse" the consumption of dojutsu power!
Takumi slowly stood up.
At this moment, aside from his damaged clothes and being covered in bloodstains, his physical state had returned to a few minutes ago — that is, right when the battle had just started!
His dojutsu power had recovered nearly ninety percent!
Obito’s face under his mask contorted.
How the hell are they supposed to fight this?!
Other people’s Mangekyō lose power with each use, but Takumi, after using it, can just "recharge" his own mana!
This wasn’t just being ridiculously overpowered; this was having infinite mana!
"Mangekyō abilities... are truly diverse and strange."
Obito gritted his teeth.
He had thought that since Takumi had awakened his Mangekyō for many years and had little dojutsu power left, he could at most go all out once.
He didn’t expect the other party’s ability to simply not fear consumption!
Or rather, the dojutsu consumption was far less than that of an ordinary Uchiha!
Takumi looked coldly at the two, holding Ryota with his left arm.
He did not choose to continue fighting.
Although his condition was restored now, the opponent had two people, and that shark-faced guy’s strength was unknown; prolonging the fight would not be beneficial, and his dojutsu power wasn’t truly infinite.
More importantly... he had to take his little brother and leave.
Leave Konoha.
Uchiha Shisui was dead, killed by these mysterious people, and Konoha... couldn’t protect them.
Even someone with Shisui’s strength could be surrounded and killed; with Konoha’s internal undercurrents surging, continuing to stay there would only put Ryota in danger again.
Where to go?
A name flashed through Takumi’s mind.
Sora, Ryūchi Village.
Although that kid was a missing-nin, Takumi knew Sora valued loyalty, and his strength was unfathomable!
Most importantly, Sora had no connection with Konoha or these mysterious organizations.
Going there, Ryota would be safe.
Thinking of this, Takumi hesitated no longer.
His left eye, "Divine Crossing," activated, and spatial fluctuations began to envelop him and Ryota.
"Trying to run?!"
Obito grew anxious.
Takumi could enter the Kamui dimension and track Kamui fluctuations; this kind of ability was too dangerous!
He had to be killed!
Kamui activated; after sending Kisame Hoshigaki into the Kamui dimension, Obito also merged into the spatial vortex and pursued closely!
And on the other side—
During the space warp.
Sensing the direction, Takumi continuously used "Divine Crossing" towards the coordinates of the Land of Whirlpools, each flash covering dozens of kilometers.
But behind him, Obito’s Kamui followed closely!
One after the other, they engaged in a silent chase within the layers of space-time.
And their destination was the same place—
Ryūchi Village, in the Land of Whirlpools!
...
Meanwhile.
In the brightly lit Hokage’s office.
Uchiha Fugaku sat alone behind the desk, several urgent reports piled in front of him, but he hadn’t flipped through a single page.
He just sat quietly, hands crossed under his chin, eyes staring at the desktop, as if trying to see flowers in the wood grain.
The office was terrifyingly quiet.
Only the clock on the wall ticked away, each second striking his heart.
Thump thump.
A faint knock sounded.
Fugaku looked up, his voice hoarse: "Come in."
The door opened, and a boy about nine years old walked in.
Uchiha Itachi.
Fugaku’s eldest son, a genius of the Uchiha clan.
But at this moment, Fugaku looked at his son, and what welled up in his heart was not pride, but complex emotions.
Itachi walked to the desk and bowed respectfully: "Father."
Fugaku rubbed his temples, trying to make his voice sound as calm as possible: "Still awake so late?"
Itachi replied calmly: "Sasuke and Naruto are already asleep."
"I heard... something happened to the Anbu tonight."
Fugaku was silent for a few seconds.
He initially didn’t want his son to be exposed to these dark matters so early, but Itachi was too smart; many things couldn’t be hidden from him.
And... after tonight’s events, he really needed someone to discuss them with.
Even if that someone was just a nine-year-old child.
Fugaku sighed and pointed to the chair opposite: "Sit down."
Itachi sat down, quietly waiting for his father to speak.
Fugaku organized his thoughts and slowly began: "Shisui is dead."
These four words were spoken very softly, but in the quiet office, they were exceptionally clear.
Itachi’s body trembled violently, his Sharingan involuntarily activated, the tomoe spinning wildly.
But ultimately, it was not as stimulating as seeing it with his own eyes, and it slowly calmed down.
After a moment, Itachi asked: "...How did he die?"
Fugaku sighed, his voice filled with grief: "At the Land of Fields border, he was surrounded and attacked by at least three Kage-level opponents, and fought until his death."
"Among them... one was an Uchiha."
