Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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I just mentioned Sasuke briefly, and you're already going to fight me to the death?

As for?

Chapter 166 Could the mastermind really be the mysterious masked man?

The air seemed to freeze, the silence was suffocating.

After a brief standoff, Obito suppressed the pain in his chest and coughed twice, trying to appear calm. "Uchiha Itachi, calm down."

He paused briefly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at Itachi, saying each word clearly, "Your illness today was caused by a strange dream, wasn't it?"

Although he was confident that he would not lose to Itachi Uchiha, he was not afraid of Itachi Uchiha either.

However, fighting Itachi is purely a matter of internal strife and is meaningless.

Upon hearing this, Itachi's pupils suddenly contracted.

A hint of undisguised astonishment flashed across his face, which had been filled with murderous intent just moments before.

Although Itachi controlled his expression well, it still stiffened for a moment when he heard the word "dream".

Obito took in the whole scene and immediately understood: He guessed right!

A faint smile played on his lips as he confidently continued, "Heh... wasn't that dream world quite amazing?"

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, a series of rapid flapping sounds of wings rang out from nowhere!

A rapid flapping of wings echoed in the dimly lit room—

The weasel in front of me instantly transformed into a flock of crows!

Obito felt a chill run down his spine as he suddenly felt a cold sensation on his neck.

Looking down, he saw a cold shuriken pressed against his throat!

The sharp blade pressed against the skin, bringing a stinging coolness.

"What do you know!" Itachi Uchiha's hoarse and cold voice came from behind.

Obito's back stiffened, and a few drops of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead—

This guy!

When did you get behind me?!

He could feel the pair of scarlet eyes behind him staring at him like cold blades.

Uchiha Itachi coughed lightly twice, a sweet, metallic taste rising in his throat.

His breathing was already disordered, and the exertion at this moment aggravated his old chest injury, making him somewhat unsteady on his feet.

But he remained firmly against Obito, refusing to let his guard down for a moment: "Where did you get the information about that dream?"

Itachi questioned in a low, hoarse voice, his tone wary.

Obito secretly breathed a sigh of relief—

At least the other party has temporarily suppressed their murderous intent.

“I not only know about it, but I’ve also experienced it firsthand. That world… well, anyway, I have far more information than you do.”

He slowly turned his face, trying to catch Itachi's expression with the last bit of his vision. "Don't you want to know more?"

Upon hearing this, Itachi Uchiha raised an eyebrow, then snorted coldly: "Hmph... It's just a false dream!"

"I don't care about that stuff at all! You think you can save your life by trying to sway me with that? Dream on!"

As Itachi finished speaking, his voice suddenly turned fierce: "Don't even think about harming Sasuke! Today, I will nip this danger in the bud!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted his strength and thrust his shuriken toward Obito's throat!

But this time Obito was prepared. His one-eyed tomoe suddenly spun, activating Hollowfication!

The sharp shuriken pierced almost past his Adam's apple, but it was as if it had pierced through the air, failing to touch anything.

Obito turned to look at Itachi, his single eye filled with mockery: "Don't you care?"

He stared at Itachi and said mockingly, "If you really don't care about that dream, why did you suddenly fall ill today?"

Itachi ignored Obito's taunts.

His attack missed, and the cold light in his eyes intensified. His figure blurred as he flashed several steps away, raising his hand to form another hand seal.

Seeing this, Obito remained completely calm.

He raised his hand and patted the ripped hole in his chest, saying with an air of certainty, "I know the secret to entering that dream world."

Obito, of course, had no idea about the secret to entering the dream world.

He himself is still trying every possible way to get in a few more times.

But it was enough to fool Itachi Uchiha.

"what?!"

Itachi's hands, which were forming hand seals, suddenly stopped, and he froze on the spot.

He stared intently at Obito, his mind reeling.

The secret to entering that dream world?!

Seeing that his words had indeed worked, Obito couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth beneath his mask.

He slowly approached without making a sound, his words like a seductive whisper from a demon: "Uchiha Itachi, don't you want to go back into that dream?"

"Go back in?"

Itachi murmured these words repeatedly, but the images from last night's dream involuntarily surfaced in his mind—

In his dream, his parents were alive, and his father, Fugaku Uchiha, and his clansmen looked at him with pride; even Sasuke would suddenly jump into his arms, affectionately calling him "Nii-san" and refusing to get down; and Itachi knew that Shisui-san in the dream was also alive, though he had never met him or talked to him...

Itachi's heart trembled violently.

His lips trembled slightly, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

A deep-seated desire in my chest grew wildly.

Obito's words undoubtedly struck the softest spot in Itachi's heart.

After a brief silence, Itachi's sword-wielding hand lowered slightly, and his previously sharp killing intent seemed to diminish somewhat.

Clearly, this temptation held an inexplicable allure for him.

Seeing Itachi's reaction, a dark glint flashed in Obito's eyes.

Take down Uchiha Itachi!

Obito slowly walked to the stunned Itachi's side and casually patted him on the shoulder.

"Itachi, you're a smart person."

Obito's voice suddenly softened, "You know in your heart what the choice should be."

Without waiting for Itachi's reply, he left and headed out of the room.

Obito's somber words seemed to still echo in the room.

Itachi's cold sweat dripped down his cheeks onto the floor, his expression shifting several times as he struggled internally.

Reason screamed wildly: This is an extremely dangerous person; we must not believe his lies!

But deep within his mind, another tempting voice quietly arose: Wait a little longer... Anyway, his body can still hold up, there's still time... Just go in one more time, experience that dream world one more time... and then make his move! Yes, after that, he'll personally take care of this guy!

"call……"

Itachi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, as if he had made some difficult decision.

He sheathed his shuriken, his slender frame swaying slightly, but he quickly regained his footing and slowly began to walk silently toward the door.

He pushed open the door and went out.

In the hallway outside, Kisame was waiting anxiously, and immediately rushed over when he heard the door open.

"grown ups!"

Kisame first respectfully nodded to Obito as he walked out, then anxiously asked, "How is One-Man Seven doing now?"

His gaze passed over Obito and fell into the house, filled with worry.

Obito did not answer, but smiled slightly, stood at the door with his hands behind his back, and adopted a mysterious and unfathomable posture.

Kisame was taken aback, somewhat confused.

"This..." He was about to ask again when he heard a soft footstep coming from inside the room.

The next moment, Itachi Uchiha's pale and thin figure appeared at the door.

Itachi's face was still unpleasant, but his expression had returned to calm, and his eyes seemed to be shrouded in the same indifferent coldness as before.

He stood silently half a step behind Obito, his eyes lowered, without uttering a word.

Obito turned around and looked at Itachi Uchiha behind him, laughing triumphantly: "A wise choice! Itachi Uchiha!"

Itachi frowned, his face pale. "You better not be lying to me! Otherwise, I won't let this go!"

Obito didn't care about Itachi's attitude at all; he was just being stubborn.

Obito chuckled softly, "Heh heh, if you behave, you'll naturally get what you want!"

Upon hearing this, Itachi shut his mouth and said nothing more.

This scene was nothing short of a fantasy to Kisame.

His eyes widened in disbelief: Itachi, who had just been seriously ill and weak, almost lost his mind, now not only looked completely recovered, but even... seemed to exude a hint of submissiveness?!

"My lord is actually this powerful?!"

Kisame was horrified.

However, Kisame was a seasoned veteran, and he quickly suppressed his surprise and doubt, wisely refraining from asking further questions.

Kisame wasn't very interested in the mystery between the two.

People with a strong sense of curiosity often die young!