Ninja World: I'm really a support-type ninja

"Heh." Orochimaru approached Hiruzen Sarutobi step by step. "Sensei, you're really hypocritical. Every time you attack, you're going all out."

"Then let's not say any more!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi suddenly moved, wielding the "Ruyi Jingu Bang" (a magical staff) that had been transformed from the Enma (a mythical beast) and charged forward.

"If I don't show some real skills, my teacher will really look down on me."

Orochimaru still wore a slight smile, but his expression gradually turned cold. "Then let me show you my latest research results, teacher."

With a sudden snap of his fingers, Orochimaru opened his mouth wide and spat out three people.

That's right, it was vomited out!

After spitting out the three people, Orochimaru's body instantly turned into snakeskin and quickly shriveled up.

This is Orochimaru's latest research result, a splitting technique created by combining his unique Orochimaru-style substitution technique, regeneration technique, bloodline cloning technology, and soul technology.

These three individuals all possess independent consciousness and independent souls, but their essence remains Orochimaru.

These three are clones created by combining Orochimaru's bloodline with other powerful bloodlines, and Orochimaru even divided his soul into three parts and injected them into these three new bodies.

It can be said that although these three people do not look like Orochimaru, in terms of their souls, they are Orochimaru!

Furthermore, Orochimaru's three souls, which were split into three, have a unique characteristic: as long as they are not far apart, they will have a unique telepathic connection.

While they may not be perfectly in sync, their coordination is absolutely seamless.

Even more remarkably, if any of these three people dies, one of Orochimaru's souls will split again and be equally distributed among the remaining two.

If the battle intensifies further and only one person remains, Orochimaru's complete soul will naturally reappear.

If they all die...

Orochimaru's soul will not return to the Pure Land, but will instead follow the seal on his soul to Orochimaru's secret base, where a carefully prepared clone awaits.

Therefore, Orochimaru has now achieved a different kind of immortality on a spiritual level.

Suddenly opening their eyes, one of them was immediately struck by the Sharingan, and their pupils had transformed into a unique Mangekyou Sharingan pattern.

The other person's eyes also opened; their pure white pupils were, needless to say, the whites of their eyes.

The last body was that of a woman, whose eyes revealed nothing, but the massive amount of chakra contained within her body still revealed the origin of her bloodline.

The Uzumaki Clan!

Meanwhile, Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was standing to the side, was already on high alert. Orochimaru's move made his heart sink.

The powerful bloodline, the unique abilities that accompany it, combined with Orochimaru's seasoned combat experience, create a terrifying chemical reaction.

Knowing he was about to face a tough battle, Hiruzen Sarutobi gave a wry smile. At this point, all he could do was try his best.

……

From the other perspective, Obito Uchiha had already found Akira Hatake.

"You good-for-nothing, you're really good at hiding things!"

Obito Uchiha stepped out of the Kamui dimension, making sarcastic remarks while quickly approaching Akira Hatake.

With one fist clenched, Obito Uchiha slammed it into Akira Hatake's cheek.

Akira Hatake's eyes narrowed instantly, transforming into the Sharingan. The space in front of him stretched out, turning what was once a short distance into an insurmountable barrier!

"you……!"

Obito Uchiha suddenly snapped back to his senses, his Mangekyou Sharingan constricting sharply as he realized something was amiss.

"Obito, stop." Akira Hatake looked at Obito Uchiha. "You can't beat me."

"Ridiculous! I am Uchiha Madara!"

Obito Uchiha's eyes were filled with hatred. While denying it, he activated his Kamui eye technique, and a spiral-shaped spatial fluctuation instantly enveloped Akira Hatake.

The pulling and splitting sensation of the space is like a sharp blade, determined to tear Akira Hatake to pieces.

but……

With a slight movement of his Sharingan, Akira Hatake's control over the surrounding space reached an even higher level.

Obito Uchiha's Kamui attack was instantly shattered, vanishing like a rootless duckweed.

Not good!

Obito Uchiha still wanted to challenge Akira Hatake to a duel, but the scene of Akira Hatake being like a god or a demon was still vivid in his mind, which made him think that he was no match for him.

We need to hurry and run!

Having made up his mind, Obito Uchiha no longer hesitated and reopened the Kamui dimension, intending to hide inside.

"Obito, don't waste your energy."

Akira Hatake spun his wheelchair up to Obito Uchiha. "I've been pretending for so long, just to lure you here. Did you think I'd let you leave so easily?"

"I told you, I am Uchiha Madara!"

Obito Uchiha remained defiant, and since he was restricted by the Sharingan, he was unable to leave and could only prepare for a final showdown with Akira Hatake.

"Obito, do you know why I insisted on luring you here?"

Akira Hatake seemed oblivious to Obito Uchiha's actions, continuing to speak to himself.

“I know the reason you fell into darkness, and I know it’s related to my negligence. This is a matter between you and me, and naturally we should resolve it face to face.”

“Continue!” Obito Uchiha coldly stared at Akira Hatake.

"So I thought of making amends, and also of pulling you out of the darkness, after all, you are a pitiful person too."

"Pitiful?!" Obito Uchiha suddenly laughed. "I think you're the one who should be pitied, Akira Hatake!"

"Let's not talk about me. With your brain, you wouldn't even realize you've been fooled." Hatake Akira looked at Uchiha Obito with great sympathy. "You're really pitiful, being set up, lured, and used as someone else's tool."

"Don't you use your brain to think about why you were suddenly transferred from Tsunade's unit to Shimura Danzo's unit?"

"Based on your strength, or on what?"

"A nobody like you is just cannon fodder in war, it's the same everywhere. Don't you think something's wrong with that?"

"Furthermore, there are many ways to transmit messages, so why do we need you to be our guide?"

"Are you afraid that you're not a big enough target to attract the attention of hostile forces, or are you afraid that you won't be able to be seriously injured and die while protecting Nohara Rin?"

"Why was it that you happened to be nearby when Kakashi and I were rescuing Rin, and that you even activated your Mangekyou Sharingan at that perfect moment?"

"If a single coincidence is just a coincidence, then a series of coincidences coming together—if it weren't a scripted arrangement, no one would believe it, right?"

"Use your brain and think carefully, aren't you being used as a pawn by someone else!"

After speaking, Akira Hatake used his rigorous logic, the truth he had investigated, and his foresight to silence Obito Uchiha.

But soon, Obito Uchiha became enraged again.

"So what if I was set up?" Obito Uchiha slowly removed the mask from his face with one hand, revealing his true appearance.

The face looked somewhat horrifying, as half of it was disfigured, with clearly visible pitted wounds.

"Do you see this face? Where were you when the coincidence happened?"

"Oh, by the way, you've been making quite a splash on the front lines, earning the nicknames 'Konoha Twins,' 'Konoha's Silver Flash,' and 'Konoha's Super Genius.'"

“You have exceptional talent, a great teacher, a good brother, and some special abilities. I, a loser, can’t compare.”

"But you, a genius, a superstar with unparalleled strength, why couldn't you save Lin?!"

"Where are your sealing techniques? Where is your master Kushina? Where is your good brother Kakashi? What were you doing back then?!"

"Fine! Since none of you can do it, then I'll do it!"

Obito Uchiha became hysterical, his powerful Yin Release chakra fluctuating wildly with his emotions. "I'd rather be a knife in someone else's hand than not create a world where it's just me and Rin!"

"Obito."

Akira Hatake remained calm. "You don't need to create it yourself. I've already brought Rin to you."

Akira Hatake's words caused Obito Uchiha to suddenly freeze, and the endless anger and resentment in his heart were abruptly suppressed.

He... saw a familiar figure.

"Hi, long time no see."

Rin Nohara stood gracefully not far away, waving her hands at Obito Uchiha with a bright smile.

Chapter 308: Heartfelt Confessions

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It's Lin!

Obito Uchiha froze on the spot, then his eyes darted away and he couldn't help but lower his head.

He covered half of his face with one hand, as if afraid of frightening Nohara Rin, and dared not look up or make a sound.

"Obito."

Rin Nohara had already walked up to Obito Uchiha, looked up at him, and said, "How come you've grown so tall in the blink of an eye?"

When Obito Uchiha was rescued by Madara Uchiha, more than half of his body tissues had been destroyed.

In order to save Obito Uchiha's life, Madara Uchiha used a very brutal method to transplant half of White Zetsu's body organs onto Obito Uchiha.

Although he ultimately saved Obito Uchiha, there were also significant side effects.

Compared to Orochimaru's skills, Madara Uchiha was far inferior.

The side effects of transplanting White Zetsu's body tissue into Obito were disfigurement and a growth rate far exceeding that of someone of that age.

This means that Rin Nohara now only reaches Obito Uchiha's chest at most, making her look petite and delicate.

In fact, not only Rin Nohara, but everyone who was the same age as Obito Uchiha, including Akira Hatake and Kakashi, was shorter than Obito Uchiha at the current age.

"Lin...I..."

After Obito Uchiha turned to the dark side, he became eloquent and persuasive, but now when he met Rin Nohara, he stammered and didn't know what to say.

Somewhat flustered, Obito Uchiha took two steps back and hurriedly picked up the vortex mask he had taken off, preparing to put it back on his face.

The way he looks now...