Chapter 76 Coming from…… the Future! (Ch 76)

Uchiha Obito’s chest heaved violently, and every breath he inhaled was like boiling lava pouring into his lungs, bringing burning pain. He greedily yet painfully absorbed the air.

Embarrassed! More embarrassed than ever before!

Uchiha Obito almost fell to one knee, the gravel poking at his knee, and he relied entirely on his twisted obsession to hold up his shaky body.

Behind the gap in the mask, the only remaining scarlet Mangekyō Sharingan was now filled with unprecedented horror and disbelief, fixed on the blond figure in front of it – Uzumaki Naruto.

The pupils, having witnessed something incomprehensible, suddenly shrank and became as thin as a needle tip!

“Uchiha… Madara… that chakra aura?!”

His voice was dry and hoarse, completely lacking the depth and majesty he had when he played “Ban” in the past. Only the most primitive and naked fear and horror remained.

“Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!!!”

“Madara power…why…why is it on you, Uzumaki Naruto?!”

The uncontrolled roar was like a sharp blade that cut through the disguise he had carefully woven for many years, completely tearing apart the thick outer shell of “Uchiha Madara”, revealing the panic-stricken soul of “Uchiha Obito” underneath.

Uzumaki Naruto stood quietly, like a judge, watching Uchiha Obito on the verge of collapse indifferently.

The face that once always had a smile as bright as the sun was now as cold as ten thousand years of black ice, without a trace of warmth. There was even a hint of mockery at the corner of the mouth, as if looking down at a struggling ant.

“Oh?” Uzumaki Naruto’s tone was calm, but every word was as powerful as a hammer, “So, you finally admit that you are not Uchiha Madara!!”

The voice was not loud, but it contained the power to penetrate the soul. It hit Uchiha Obito’s defense hard, shattering his last bit of disguise and scattering it all over the ground.

Uzumaki Naruto took a step forward.

Although the air around him was dead silent, his signature dazzling golden hair fluttered in the wind, as if every strand of hair was burning with golden flames.

Those azure eyes were terrifyingly deep at this moment, like a moonless night that swallowed up all the light. They were filled with vicissitudes and fatigue that were extremely disproportionate to his age, as well as the coldness that saw through all the cycles of reincarnation.

Uchiha Sasuke, with black hair and black eyes, stood tall like a lone pine on a cliff, standing side by side with Uzumaki Naruto, forming an indestructible barrier.

A majestic and vast force, as heavy as a mountain, yet with traces of ancient power that made Uchiha Obito feel instinctively repelled and unfamiliar, was spreading from Uchiha Sasuke’s body, spreading silently.

That was the power of the God of Ninja Realm, the First Hokage, Senju Hashirama! Although it was just the tip of the iceberg, it had already revealed amazing signs of its quiet revival in Uchiha Sasuke’s body!

Uchiha Sasuke’s dark eyes were as cold as a blade drawn from its sheath, and they were also locked on Uchiha Obito who was almost unable to stand still in front of him.

That silent feeling of oppression was more powerful than any harsh rebuke or angry roar, and it weighed heavily on Uchiha Obito’s heart.

“Uchiha Obito,” Uzumaki Naruto’s voice suddenly became low, with an absolute calmness as if he was overlooking the long river of time and understanding the reincarnation of all things, “Listen carefully to me, we…”

He paused, as if he was choosing his words, or as if he was gathering some strength.

“Not… a person from this era.”

Each syllable seemed to be endowed with strange magical power, penetrating the air and drilling deep into Uchiha Obito’s eardrums, causing huge waves in his chaotic sea of ​​soul.

“We…” Uzumaki Naruto spoke each word with great emphasis, “We are from the future.”

“A future that is… far more cruel and a thousand times darker than what you can imagine now, and even more cruel than everything you know about Uchiha Madara in your entire life!”

From…the future?!

These four words were like a world-destroying divine thunder falling from the sky, booming in Uchiha Obito’s ocean of thought, shattering all his cognition, all his beliefs, and all his plans!

His heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible giant hand, beating wildly, boom! boom! boom! The violent beating sound almost broke his own chest ribs and made his eardrums buzz!

Under the mask, that scarred face had probably already lost all its color, and was as pale as a piece of rice paper soaked in ice water, cold and fragile.

How is that possible? !

Travel through time?! Go back in time?!

This… This is something that can only appear in the most absurd myths and legends! It completely subverts the foundation of the entire ninja world, enough to make any ninja crazy!

“In that future,” Uzumaki Naruto completely ignored Uchiha Obito’s violent reaction, which seemed like he would completely collapse at any time, and continued to state the despairing facts in a cold tone like a machine without any human emotion, “There are… truly terrifying… incomprehensible enemies…”

His voice paused slightly, as if he was recalling some unbearable scene that was enough to make his soul tremble. Even the stagnant air around him seemed to be stained with a layer of despair and gray.

“That kind of existence…its power, its status…” Uzumaki Naruto whispered, his voice seemed to come from a distant time and space, carrying a kind of indifference and fatigue that was washed away by all the worldly desires.

Deep in his blue eyes, there flashed a trace of indescribable fear and deep vicissitudes.

“It is far beyond the limits of what you, Uchiha Obito, can understand.”

“even……”

Uzumaki Naruto’s gaze slowly shifted towards Uchiha Obito. There was no warmth in his eyes anymore, only a kind of pity and scrutiny as if he was looking down at an ant.

“Surpassing Uchiha Madara… the man you once worshipped as a god and who stood at the pinnacle of the ninja world!”

These words were like a silent hammer, hitting Uchiha Obito’s shaky defenses.

His body trembled violently, as if his throat was strangled by some invisible force, and his breathing became more difficult and rapid.

“And you…Uchiha Obito.”

The cold, mocking arc at the corner of Uzumaki Naruto’s mouth deepened at this moment, as if he was looking at a poor, stubborn wretch.

That kind of mockery contained endless pity, as well as a deep contempt that came from a higher dimensional perspective.

“You are so busy that you are willing to distort yourself, abandon everything, and even destroy everything you cherish with your own hands…”

“Just to realize your so-called ‘Moon Eye Project’.”

Uzumaki Naruto’s tone was frighteningly calm, but every word he said was as sharp as a knife, cutting into Uchiha Obito’s already broken soul.

“In front of that truly terrifying existence…”

He shook his head gently, his movement slow and full of denial.

“Your ‘Moon Eye Project’, all your struggles and calculations…”

“It’s just a child’s castle in the sand.”

“A gust of wind blew and it completely disappeared.”

Every word uttered by Uzumaki Naruto carried an absolute and unquestionable judgment.

“childish!”

“ridiculous!”

“It’s nothing to mention!”

The last few words were like cold raindrops, hitting Uchiha Obito’s stiff mask, and seemed to penetrate directly into it, freezing the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

Uchiha Obito felt that his worldview was collapsing and was torn apart like a whirlwind by Naruto’s simple words.