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[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Madara have been detected! Emotional value +800!]
He slowly closed his eyes, forcing himself to clear his thoughts in a very short time.
When he opened his eyes again, the anger in his deep eyes could no longer be concealed.
"The Infinite Tsukuyomi plan... has encountered so many setbacks?!"
In a short while, he had figured out the whole story.
Immediately afterwards, Madara Uchiha's eyes turned cold, and he seemed to exude a terrifying pressure.
He squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth.
"Obito, that piece of trash...!"
If that brat were standing in front of him right now, he would really want to slap him into a pulp!
Black Zetsu sensed Madara's rage and quickly reassured him through the mental link: "Now that you have personally arrived, this plan can definitely get back on track!"
"Hmph..." Madara Uchiha snorted coldly, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, and continued to ask, "And... you said I was resurrected by Edo Tensei?"
"But why am I completely unaware of this?"
A cold glint flashed in Ban's eyes.
As the person who was resurrected through the Impure World Reincarnation, it was extremely strange that he had no sense of being summoned and reborn.
Black Zetsu sensed the doubt in Madara's tone and immediately explained quickly through his mind from inside Madara's sleeve: "Lord Madara, according to Orochimaru, he possesses a special method that can ensure that after you are resurrected in your Edo Tensei form, your strength will not only be fully restored, but may even... surpass your peak strength in life!"
"However, he also said that it will take some time to complete the preparations."
"Furthermore, judging from the current situation, your soul has indeed established a connection with the present world in some way, but your consciousness does not seem to have fully awakened in the vessel of reincarnation."
"Humph……"
After hearing the message from Black Zetsu, Madara Uchiha gave a cold laugh of utter disdain.
In the darkness, a mocking expression appeared on his handsome face, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
Madara Uchiha chuckled and arrogantly asked, "These brats now... have they ever seen me in my prime?"
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Chapter 247 Obito Madara Encounters Edo Madara
Black Zetsu wanted to continue explaining the details of Orochimaru's plan, but Madara Uchiha impatiently waved his hand, interrupting him directly: "We'll talk about these trivial matters later."
Ban's voice was cold and hard as his eyes swept across the empty theater.
"Do you have anything to add regarding this place?"
Before Ban could finish speaking, at that moment...
Suddenly, blurry lights began to flicker in the previously empty audience seats of the theater.
The light and shadow gradually solidified, coalescing into human form.
The first thing to appear was a short, elderly figure.
It was none other than the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi!
Following them were Jiraiya, Kakashi, Obito, Itachi...
Upon seeing this, Madara Uchiha frowned sharply and coldly surveyed the figures that had appeared.
At the same time, the group of people who had just appeared also noticed the aloof yet familiar figure in the front row!
"Uchiha...Madara?!"
Hiruzen Sarutobi's pupils suddenly contracted, and he cried out in disbelief.
"How can this be?!"
"How...how did this guy end up here?!"
Jiraiya's expression suddenly turned extremely serious as he stared intently at Madara ahead, filled with shock and vigilance.
Kakashi's breath hitched slightly as his mind raced, analyzing the unimaginable situation before him.
"Dead people... can appear here too?"
Hiruzen Sarutobi, Jiraiya, and Kakashi exchanged glances, a startling thought simultaneously forming in their minds.
It's also possible... that Madara Uchiha didn't actually die?
It had been hiding somewhere all along, only to suddenly reveal itself today?!
Obito stared wide-eyed at Madara Uchiha in front of the theater, his body suddenly stiffening, his pupils flashing with shock, confusion, and even panic that he tried his best to hide.
He clearly remembered that Madara had died many years ago, but it was precisely because of this that seeing Uchiha Madara appear here with his own eyes was even more shocking to him.
Uchiha Itachi was relatively calmer, though a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes as well.
His gaze swept back and forth between Madara Uchiha and Obito, and he secretly became more vigilant.
Faced with these horrified or wary gazes, Madara Uchiha merely let out a disdainful snort, not even bothering to look at them directly, as if these figures who dominated the ninja world in this era were nothing more than an insignificant background in his eyes.
Seeing this, Black Zetsu, hidden in Madara's sleeve, quickly explained in a low voice, "Lord Madara, this is the dream world I mentioned to you before, which is similar to the concept of Infinite Tsukuyomi but is constructed by an unknown force. Our current form of existence is that we have been pulled into this space as spectators."
Black Zetsu seized the opportunity to quickly transmit all the information it had gathered to Madara, including the correspondence between the dream and reality, and the role of the audience seats.
I also briefly introduced the identities of the people involved.
"Hmph, I see..."
Madara Uchiha, with a cold expression, closed his eyes slightly and carefully sensed the space.
The surroundings were empty and dark, devoid of any sign of life, yet one could indeed sense an unusual energy permeating the space, eerily controlling everything.
He slowly opened his eyes and sneered disdainfully, "Hmph! Using dreams to peek into people's hearts and weave false comforts? It's nothing but a clumsy imitation of Infinite Tsukuyomi."
Just as Ban was scoffing at it.
Without warning, the huge screen in the center of the theater suddenly lit up with a hiss.
A blurry figure suddenly appeared on the screen, then quickly became clear, revealing the figure of a black-haired man.
He appeared to be in his early thirties, wearing the classic armor of the Uchiha clan, with a dark cloak bearing the clan's fan emblem draped over his back, standing solemnly in the center of the image.
That handsome face bore a resemblance to Madara Uchiha, but lacked some of the sharpness and coldness, and possessed more gentleness and composure.
It's clearly the image of Uchiha Izuna!
Upon seeing that long-unseen face on the screen, Madara Uchiha's pupils dilated suddenly, and his breath caught in his throat.
A crack appeared on his face, which had been as cold and indifferent as a rock.
Madara Uchiha involuntarily leaned forward slightly, staring intently at Izuna's figure on the light screen, afraid of missing any detail, and lost in thought for the first time in a long time.
Memories that had been buried for many years flashed through Ban's mind.
His younger brother, Uchiha Izuna, collapsed in his arms, covered in blood, his eyes slowly closing...
It felt like something was clenching tightly inside my chest.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Madara have been detected! Emotional value +800!]
However, the next second, he suddenly came to his senses, instantly concealing all his outward emotions and reverting to his aloof and indifferent demeanor, as if his earlier loss of composure had never occurred.
"...That's all."
He stared at the long-lost figure of his younger brother on the screen, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
"Let's see... what kind of farce this clumsy imitation can produce."
……
on the screen.
Danzo slowly opened his eyes and found himself standing in the open space in the center of the Konoha training ground.
The ground beneath our feet was flat and firm, and the outlines of the village houses could be seen in the distance.
Everything seemed calm and peaceful, but what stood out against this tranquil morning was a black-haired man with an unusually solemn expression standing in front of him.
At this moment, the man stood with his back to the rising sun, a dark cloak draped over his broad shoulders, his posture dignified and solemn.
Seeing Izuna-sensei's solemn expression, Danzo's heart sank.
Has something terrible happened in Konoha?!
Otherwise, he really couldn't imagine what had happened to make the usually calm and composed Izuna-sensei put on such a battle-ready posture.
Danzo's mind raced as he recalled his experiences in this dream.
An idea naturally came to mind.
Could it be that... Madara Uchiha's unbridled bullying of Iwagakure last time has already prompted other ninja villages to plan against Konoha and launch an attack on Konoha?
Even so, it shouldn't make Izuna-sensei so alarmed, right?
With Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha, these two legendary powerhouses are guarding Konoha. Even if the other four great ninja villages join forces to attack, what can they do?
Uchiha Izuna's gaze swept over the three boys in front of him, and he said in a deep voice, "You three must know very well what day it is today!"
He carried a solemn air, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"I'll emphasize my demand one last time: I don't want a resounding victory, I want a complete and utter crushing defeat!"
"Understand!"
Uchiha Izuna's voice suddenly rose in pitch, echoing across the training ground and causing several birds perched on the treetops to flutter and take flight.
Danzo was completely bewildered, and his heart sank.
What...what day?
A complete crushing defeat?
Who are we going to deal with?!
Danzo had no idea what he had missed, and with no past memories to refer to, he couldn't understand what Uchiha Izuna was saying at all.
He forced down his surprise and confusion, tried to calm himself down, and began to quickly analyze the situation before him.