Depression filled the hearts of A Fei and Bai Jue like a raging wave. The two of them stood aside without saying a word, but their nervousness and panic could be seen from their tense nerves.
After all, what happened in front of them happened too fast, and the turn of events was beyond their expectations. They really didn't know what to do.
"I see. Was the previous battle intentional?"
A Fei seemed to understand something suddenly.
He is not a dull-minded person. Although he often does unexpected things, he also has a strong thinking ability.
Maybe he didn't react at first, but when the situation evolved like this, A Fei understood that the previous battle was just a trap set by Liuli for them.
Not only does he rely on brute force and obey the doctrine of force, but he still has excellent layout capabilities in battles and annihilation battles.
"It's too late to understand at this point. What's in that?"
Liuli focused her gaze on the darkness ahead and narrowed her eyes slightly.
After arriving here, she felt that there was a very strange atmosphere surrounding the place in the darkness in front of her.
If there is nothing, you can still hear a faint gasp.
"etc!"
A Fei planned to step forward to stop him, but Liuli was one step faster than him and used the teleportation technique to leave the place.
A Fei quickly turned around to see, Liuli was already standing in the darkness, looking at the things inside with her pair of three magatama Sharingan.
The huge monster shadow should be made of wood, but the chakra gave Liuli a very cold feeling, and there was a suffocation like being stuck in a deep quagmire.
In front of the monster, there was a figure breathing slightly.
Judging from the frequency and sound of wheezing, this person was in very bad condition. He was so weak that even walking was a problem.
Liuli continued to step forward, strolling towards the source of the sound.
Every footsteps is very clear.
Finally, stop at the location of the sound source.
An extremely old man with wrinkles on his face sat down in front of the huge shadow, lowering his head and panting, showing an unusually weak state.
The long white hair on his head was hanging down, and his palms were as dry as firewood.
He was wearing a shabby gray-blue dress with signs of damage on the corners.
On the clothes he was wearing, Ruri saw Uchiha's Uchiha fan mark.
"A member of the Uchiha clan? But I didn't expect you to be in such an embarrassing state. Who are you?"
Liuli didn't know the identity of this old man, but he was so old that even walking would be a difficult problem.
After listening to Liuli's narration, the old man slowly raised his head, revealing the same three magatama Sharingan as Liuli.
The lips were dry, and there were wrinkles on his face, as rough as the bark of a tree.
"I never thought that after so many years since I left the family, Uchiha could still give birth to an outstanding ninja like you..."
His words seemed to be sighing, as if he was missing something.
Liuli stared at the old man's face, wondering where he had seen this face before.
Although he was aging badly, she could vaguely feel that this face was that of an Uchiha she had seen in the past.
However, in her impression, among the existing retired elders of Uchiha, this old man was not among them.
Then, Liuli glanced to the side and saw a strange long-handled weapon.
It is not accurate to say that it is a weapon. In the eyes of ordinary people, this does not look like a weapon at all, but in Liuli's eyes, this is indeed a weapon recorded in the Uchiha clan.
And it's a long-lost weapon.
Liuli bent down, ignored the old man's muttering to himself, picked up the weapon, put it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while.
It is not light in weight. It is a round fan weapon with a magatama pattern engraved on it.
The other end of the long handle is connected to an iron chain, and the other end of the iron chain is a sharp long-handled sickle.
"This is Uchiha's flame ball fan. Why is it in your hand?"
Ever since Madara Uchiha was defeated in the battle with Senju Hashirama in the Valley of the End, this iconic weapon belonging to Uchiha has been missing.
Liuli originally thought that this weapon was hidden by the Senju clan after Uchiha Madara's defeat and had no intention of returning it to the Uchiha clan. But Liuli didn't expect to encounter this legendary Uchiha artifact here.
"My name is Madara Uchiha."
The old man took a deep look at Liuli, his expression should be considered calm, and he calmly announced his identity.
Liuli held the flame fan and fell silent.
"Madara-sama!"
Ah Fei shouted anxiously there.
"That's enough, Fei. The matter is over, there is no need to hide it anymore."
Madara said.
Liuli glanced at the old man who called himself Madara, then slightly raised the flame fan in his hand and said:
"This weapon is very good. It will belong to me from now on. Anyway, judging from your appearance, you shouldn't be able to dance, right?"
"..."
Madara remained silent.
Indeed, as Liuli said, in his current state, he could no longer hold a weapon and fight.
Suddenly, the ground cracked and several Bai Jue emerged from different directions and attacked Liuli.
Liuli didn't even think about turning her arm, and quickly swung the sickle connected to the flame fan, cutting through the air.
Bai Zetsu's head rolled down and fell in front of Madara.
Madara did not blink his eyes from beginning to end, and his expression did not change. He just watched these white Zetsu die indifferently.
Liuli flicked the blade of the sickle with her finger, and it made a slight shudder, which looked extremely sharp.
Liuli was very satisfied with this new weapon.
The last time he fought against the Third Hokage, he was at a slight disadvantage because he didn't have any weapons at his disposal.
After all, the 'shield' of Yu Huo can only be used a few times.
Now that I have this flame fan, I won't be as shy as before when I encounter that indestructible ape.
"Okay, we can continue to discuss our matters."
Liuli turned back her gaze.
"...Are you questioning my identity?"
Madara asked.
"No, there is just no need to be surprised. If you are not Uchiha Madara, then you are just a rat acting under the name of 'Madara'. But if you are really that Uchiha Madara, I am sorry that you are no longer in this era. The stage belongs to you and the first Senju Hashirama Lord, the era has long passed."
Ruri stared at Madara with his Sharingan and said this seriously.
"Yeah?"
Madara was not angry, but admired an ambitious junior like Liuli.
Much like himself, he has a desire for power.
But thinking about Madara, it feels natural, because this is a common problem among Uchiha people.
People with stronger abilities will naturally pursue greater power.
Chasing the ultimate power above the Sharingan.
"The era between Hashirama and I has passed, but this era is still stuck in the past. And it is a chain that cannot be broken. And I... want to cut off all the cause and effect in this world..."
Madara spoke softly.
"Cut off the cause and effect of the world? Is this the reason why you still have to survive as long as you can?"
Liuli's harsh words did not disturb Madara's heart.
Madara continued to whisper: "You who have opened the Sharingan and trained your eye power to this point should understand one thing deeply. Depression, frustration, grief, hatred... This is a cursed world. No matter what happiness humans have had in the past , and in the end, you will linger in regret and pain throughout your life. This chain of 'whirlpools' is impossible for anyone to escape."
"..."
"This is an unfair world, and it is also a contradiction caused by reality. The winner controls everything, and the loser loses everything. This kind of cause and effect cannot be divided."
"..."
"And I want to cut off this cause and effect and change this miserable world...what are you doing?"
When Madara said this, he stopped suddenly and saw Liuli walking towards him.
Liuli didn't answer and put his hand behind Madara's back.
Snapped.
Something snapped.
"Uh uh uh……"
As if he couldn't breathe, Madara's expression suddenly became painful, as if he was drowning in water. He was breathing hard and inarticulate sounds came from his mouth.
But to Liuli's ears, it was no longer possible to form a complete sentence.
Madara lowered his head, his hands hanging down weakly, his back leaning against the thing in the dark, his eyes were sunken, his eyes were dull, and his breathing was gradually disappearing.
"Madara, Madara, Madara-sama... is dead..."
A Fei and the remaining Bai Jue looked shocked.
Madara, who was revered as a god in their eyes, died without dignity.
Or died in the hands of the descendants of his own clan.
This funny scene appeared in front of them, which was a bit unbelievable to them.
"Did you kill him?"
A Fei's tone was trembling.
He couldn't believe that Ruri killed Madara so easily.
"Isn't it obvious? This old man is too long-winded. He doesn't know what he is talking about. What I hate most is when others use long speeches to lecture me."
Liuli frowned, looking impatient.
Although she didn't know what Madara was going to say just now, she knew that it would waste a lot of time if she allowed him to continue talking.
And she herself has no interest in preaching that is rich in philosophy of life.
"Next, it's your turn."
Liuli glanced at A Fei and Bai Jue with her red eyes.
Only then did Ah Fei and Bai Jue understand what their situation was. Behind them, the psychic ninja Cat Yu Huo blocked their way back, grinning at them and looking fiercely at them.
Just when Liuli was about to take action, an extremely cold breath suddenly came from behind.
Liuli was shocked. When she turned around, she found that Madara's body had disappeared at some point.
Instead, a hideous and huge monster surged in the darkness, making some kind of weird and sharp sound.
At this moment, Liuli felt a trembling feeling in her soul.
Liuli backed away warily.
"Lord Liuli? That is..."
Yu Huo seemed to be frightened as well. He felt like electric current was running through his whole body, and his hair was exploding.
"No, I don't know."
Liuli stared ahead, a little hesitant.
The sound of footsteps came.
A figure stepped out of the darkness.
Old body, long white hair.
The sharingan that had turned into a pale color, and Madara's greatly changed appearance came into his eyes, and Ruri was a little surprised.
"Although I used some tricks to delay it for a while, I finally caught up..."
Madara said this, his voice was still old, but not as weak as before.
"...Impossible, why didn't you die?"
Ruri couldn't understand why Madara didn't die.
At that moment, his vital functions should have stopped.
The wrinkled old face sighed, as if he was deeply troubled by something.
"To be honest, I don't want to use this forbidden technique, but sometimes, this forbidden technique is quite convenient to use. You don't know the existence of this forbidden technique, so you can give me an opportunity to take advantage of it."
Madara stretched out his thin fingers to the whitened Sharingan, and took it off with a click. Then he took out a glass bottle from his pocket, with a new Sharingan soaked in it, and reinstalled it.
The vivid Sharingan began to rotate.
"Forbidden technique?"
Liuli raised an eyebrow.
"It must be Izanagi."
A Fei jumped to Madara's side, patted his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's really scary, Lord Madara, I thought you were really dead. Ah, no, you are really dead." , and then he was resurrected using the Izanagi technique."
A Fei seemed to understand Madara's plan.
Mainly because Madara's previous weak state was so deeply rooted in people's hearts that even his confidant was deceived.
He was even indifferent to the fact that his exclusive artifact was taken away by Liuli.
Looking at it now, it may have been placed there intentionally to delay preparations.
After all, that weapon is of great significance to the ninjas of the Uchiha clan.
He expected that when he saw the weapon, Liuli would definitely take it for himself.
"What kind of technique is Izanagi?"
"It is a forbidden technique that can convert any damage suffered by the user into a dream. It is a forbidden technique that can freely switch between dreams and reality. Even among the Uchiha clan, not everyone can know and learn the ultimate eye technique. Although every use Once, the price is permanent blindness with one Sharingan.”
A Fei smiled proudly.
"Afei, you talk too much."
Madara frowned dissatisfied.
If it weren't for these idiots, he wouldn't be so embarrassed today, even more embarrassed than when he pretended to be dead in the Valley of the End.
In order to delay time, he even threw out his own exclusive weapon, just to attract Liuli's attention and give him more time to prepare.
A Fei smiled coquettishly, stood behind Madara, opened his body suddenly, revealing the hollow part inside, and wrapped Madara, leaving only a Sharingan on the outside.
"Although it's only for a short moment, let me, a junior like you, experience it. Know your own powerlessness and how pitiful your insignificance is. And what is the true power of Uchiha!"
Wrapped in A Fei's body, Madara's three Magatama Sharingan released terrifying pupil power, and the light bloomed like blood.
Huge chakra bursts out in a substantial state visible to the naked eye.
"Lord Liuli!"
Yu Huo felt a fatal crisis.
The coldness in the air seemed to freeze everything, making everything freeze and freeze in this space.
Liuli's body stiffened for a moment, and she forgot to breathe as if she had lost her soul. The murderous aura alone made it difficult for her to move. Is this Uchiha Madara's power?
Without hesitation, Liuli retreated directly with Yu Huo.
Madara stood where he was and did not pursue him.
All struggle is pointless.
"What humans in this world are pursuing now is just tormented by the pain accumulated by reality. I am here to free you from this helpless world."
The blue chakra giant stood up, but due to the limited space in the cave, he could only squat here.
However, that's just it. The majestic body like a god, the wooden man and wooden dragon used by A Fei also seemed extremely small in front of this power.
The chakra giant pulled out the blue chakra sword from his waist.
The blue flower light that bloomed also reflected on Liuli's face.
One strike starts, one strike ends.
The cave began to collapse, and everything in front of him was buried by rocks. A deep sword mark extended to the end, piercing the entire mountain range and affecting the forest outside.
Red chakra fragments remained and scattered in front of Madara's Sharingan.
"Susanoh?"
Madara took back his Susanoo, and Fei also lay dead on the ground, his body turned gray, as if his soul had left his body.
At that moment, all the chakra and life force in his body were almost drained by Madara.
Madara picked up the red chakra fragment, shattered it again in his hand, and turned into red light spots and disappeared into the air.
"Is this the important information that Fei wants to bring back? However, this is probably not Susanoo, but a similar product condensed from Senjutsu Chakra. A very thoughtful little girl."
After Madara said this, he suddenly coughed and walked slowly back into the darkness.
