Playing As Gojo Sato Chapter 392

Chapter 392: Chapter 392

This life-or-death fight, no matter how you think about it, shouldn’t end in such a gentle way.

They should have hated each other and fought to the death. If not Uchiha Itachi, then at least Sasuke should have been like that.

Besides, they didn’t seem to get along that well usually. Would people beco compassionate when they are about to die?

Black Zetsu looked at Sasuke strangely.

The act of throwing explosive tags at them earlier felt quite odd too. Could it be that Sasuke felt a bit embarrassed because they were watching?

White Zetsu clearly didn’t think as much as Black Zetsu. He frowned, squinted his eyes, and seed to be thinking about sothing.

Then he said sowhat carelessly.

"Even if the final goal was to kill Itachi, Itachi has been taking care of him for so long, right?"

"It’s possible so feelings developed."

Although they were people with a grudge for the clan’s destruction, Itachi also lived with Sasuke for a period of ti. In a situation where such a person is dead, it wouldn’t be incomprehensible if Sasuke had so complex feelings.

Black Zetsu paused doubtfully. Besides the joy of taking revenge on the target of one’s lifelong vengeance, the most likely emotion generated would be an endless sense of emptiness.

He would lose the aning of his existence and the feeling of being alive.

By rights, Sasuke should either be extrely happy now or feel extrely empty, but there seed to be none of that on him. And the most fundantal thing was, he shouldn’t have these emotions.

The Uchiha Clan, indeed a group of people hard to understand.

Zetsu shook his head, then walked forward. With Sasuke’s attitude, it felt troubleso to retrieve his eyes.

Sasuke should have no fighting ability now. After all, he didn’t even have the chakra to maintain his Sharingan. He would probably faint soon.

"Hey~ ’...’ "

Black Zetsu spoke as he reached out his hand, then paused his movent.

He clearly saw blood falling from Sasuke’s face, drop by drop, like tears of sorrow.

Then Sasuke raised his eyes. His Mangekyo Sharingan, shedding bloody tears, was staring fiercely at Zetsu.

But Sasuke’s gaze was fleeting. He imdiately closed his eyes tightly. As if lacking strength, he swayed back and forth and fainted.

Black Zetsu and White Zetsu were stunned. That look they received made them genuinely nervous about what Sasuke might do.

In the end, he just looked at them and then fainted?

Zetsu frowned slightly, unsure what to say for a mont.

Then Zetsu separated the two brothers and took out Uchiha Itachi’s eyes, placing them in a pre-prepared small bottle.

The red eyeballs soaked in the pale yellow liquid, small bubbles bubbling up.

The Sharingan, separated from its host, was no different from anyone else’s eyes, yet it was sothing many people desperately desired.

White Zetsu raised the small bottle in his hand, the two eyeballs inside gently floating up and down.

"We’ll deal with the bodies after that person arrives."

Black Zetsu looked down at the two people lying on the ground. Sasuke’s faint was clearly due to overstimulation and exhaustion. His chest still rose and fell, and his skin color was no different from that of a living person.

The rain clouds Sasuke had summoned were still there, and it was still dark above them, with rain constantly falling.

The cracked ground was completely wet. The blood on Uchiha Itachi’s body was washed away by the rain, forming small pools on the ground.

The blood diluted by the rain had a faint pinkish hue, winding across the ground.

"Ah, there’s nothing important left anyway."

White Zetsu responded, dutifully putting the small bottle back into his sleeve.

Uchiha Itachi could be a tool while alive, but after death, only his eyes were needed. Since the eyes had been obtained, it didn’t matter anymore.

The leaves on both sides of Zetsu closed tightly. His figure gradually rged into the ground, sinking down until he completely disappeared.

The black flas caused by Amaterasu created a large dividing line around them. The black flas burned grass and trees, making small crackling sounds. The falling rain couldn’t extinguish them at all.

Everything around them was split into two parts, divided by the black flas.

Zetsu just needed to inform Obito, who was not far away, about the outco of the battle. Obito was rely stalling Naruto’s group there.

Obito’s Kamui, before the thod to counter it was known, indeed seed like an unsolvable technique.

Even with Kakashi and Yamato present, along with Naruto, Sakura, Sai, and even Kiba and Hinata, none of them could launch any effective attacks on Obito.

Obito also had no intention of attacking them. He was just stalling for ti, he had no intention of fighting such a group.

Moreover, fighting could also expose the flaws in his abilities.

He was cautious enough to just toy with them.

Not long after Zetsu disappeared into the ground, the rain clouds in the sky began to dissipate. It was an effect that was artificially created, and now that its maintenance was gone, it naturally disappeared.

After a few scattered raindrops, the rain clouds began to spread out, and the sunlight that had been hidden behind them gradually shone through, falling onto the ground.

"...Ugh... almost got burned. There’s really no way out around here~识"

A sudden voice rang out, breaking the quiet that had settled over the area.

(Zhao Li’s) slightly ssy silver hair, his eyes completely covered by an eye patch.

Hatake Satoru’s feet touched the ground, and he lightly kicked a couple of tis, shaking off the non-existent flas.

This entire area had been engulfed by Amaterasu. The black flas burned fiercely, and Hatake Satoru teleported in, barely grazing the edge.

Hatake Satoru roughly surveyed the situation and then glanced at the two people lying on the ground.

Then he squatted down. Sasuke didn’t seem to be in any serious trouble. Although there were still so bloodstains on his face that the rain hadn’t completely washed away, it was clearly not his blood.

"...It would be a bit troubleso if he died..."

Hatake Satoru muttered softly, then picked up Uchiha Itachi, who was lying with his eyes closed.

His figure paused slightly, then completely disappeared from the area.

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