Naruto: Eating Kaido's Azure Dragon Devil Fruit-Chapter 297: Uchiha Madara, Deceased!

Some time later.

A chaotic battlefield at the border between the Land of Fire and the Land of Water.

Sora once again concealed himself within the high-altitude clouds and mist. His gaze pierced through the cloud layer, locking onto several familiar figures.

Kakashi, Nohara Rin, and... a large number of Kiri-nin pursuers.

The scene almost perfectly overlapped with the original.

Nohara Rin, captured by the Kiri-nin, had the Three-Tails Isobu sealed inside her, becoming a moving bomb aimed directly at Konoha.

To prevent the Kiri-nin’s plot from succeeding, to protect Konoha, and to protect Kakashi, her most important companion before her...

Nohara Rin chose the most resolute method.

She smiled and actively threw herself towards the Raikiri, shimmering with lightning, in Kakashi’s hand.

"Squelch."

Kakashi stood rigidly in place, looking in disbelief at his own hand that had pierced his companion’s chest, and at Nohara Rin’s smile carrying relief and final concern.

"Rin."

A heart-rending roar, filled with boundless pain and despair, exploded from the woods at the edge of the battlefield.

Uchiha Obito, lurking in the shadows and witnessing this scene with his own eyes, felt the entire world lose all color in an instant.

The person he loved most died before his eyes, and she died at the hands of his most important companion, the one to whom he had entrusted his other eye.

Extreme grief, boundless rage, despair at being mocked by fate...

All kinds of extreme emotions erupted and burned within his heart like a volcano.

Hum.

A sinister and immense ocular power suddenly descended.

Obito’s Sharingan eye, originally only with two tomoe, began to spin, distort, and connect at high speed.

Finally, it transformed into a new, complex pattern resembling a shuriken.

The Mangekyō Sharingan awakened at this moment, due to the ultimate "love" and "loss".

"Ahhhhhhh."

Obito howled towards the sky. Terrifying ocular power, accompanied by a materialized killing intent, swept through the surroundings.

He violently rushed out from his hiding place, like an Asura returned from hell, and pounced towards those Kiri-nin who had not yet recovered from the sudden turn of events.

The battle, or rather, the massacre, began.

...

High in the sky, Sora watched all of this quietly.

He watched Kakashi hold Rin’s corpse and weep bitterly.

He watched Obito slaughter wildly among the enemies, venting the pain that was enough to devour everything.

"Extreme hate born from extreme love, instantly shattering the shackles of the mind, unlocking stronger ocular power..."

Sora murmured to himself, sensing that sinister, powerful, yet sorrowful chakra below.

"The Uchiha clan is indeed a clan cursed by ’love’."

There was no further need to stay. Sora retracted his aura, his figure blending into the clouds as he quietly left.

After flying a distance away from the battlefield, he glanced back once more, thinking of that mastermind hidden deep within the shadows of the shinobi world.

Uchiha Madara’s pawn was now in place, and the plan was progressing step by step.

Unfortunately, Uchiha Madara had calculated everything, but he could not calculate that he was about to die soon. Even less could he calculate that his so-called ’will incarnate’ was the one who would truly take his life.

A cold curve formed at the corner of Sora’s mouth.

The death of Uchiha Madara signified the complete end of an era, and also meant that the greatest potential threat was about to disappear.

For Sora, who knew the script, Madara’s death was an extremely important signal.

"In this shinobi world, there is one less person who can make me wary."

"Once Madara dies, I will no longer need to hide as much as I did in the past in this world."

His thoughts churned. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

All along, the reason he had acted low-key and hidden his trump cards like the complete Beast Form of the Azure Dragon Fruit was not only because he didn’t want to attract excessive attention from Sarutobi Hiruzen and the Konoha higher-ups.

Deep down, wasn’t there also a sense of wariness towards that old monster Uchiha Madara, who had lived for nearly a hundred years?

That guy’s strength, scheming mind, and ability to orchestrate events were far too terrifying.

But now, this greatest hidden danger was about to eliminate itself.

As for "Zetsu"?

With Sora aware of Zetsu’s existence, no matter how bizarre his methods were, he could not pose a threat to Sora.

And "exchanging one for one"?

Sora doubted he would dare. After all, Zetsu was different from the aged and dying Uchiha Madara. His sole purpose over nearly a thousand years had been one thing: to split the mountain and save his mother.

...

A dark underground space.

Uchiha Madara’s life force had grown extremely faint.

He looked at Uchiha Obito, who stood before him wearing a spiral-patterned mask.

Obito’s eyes at this moment were cold and lifeless, devoid of any of his former passion and naivety. A dense aura of darkness emanated from his entire body.

He did not know that behind Rin’s death, this very "benefactor" before him had played a part in pushing events forward.

He only believed that it was the cruelty of this world and the Kiri-nin that had taken everything from him.

"It seems you have personally witnessed the despair of this world..." Uchiha Madara said hoarsely.

Obito’s body trembled slightly.

"Yes... I saw it... This is... hell."

"Good... cough, cough..." Madara coughed a few times, a smile of successful planning appearing on his face.

"Only after experiencing complete loss can one understand the true meaning of peace. Obito, this world filled with pain and falsehoods... is not worth clinging to..."

"Execute the Eye of the Moon Plan... Create a... perfect world... with Rin in it..."

Madara’s voice grew weaker and weaker. His life had already reached its end.

"A world... with Rin..."

Obito murmured, "I understand. This twisted world must be remade."

Uchiha Madara, looking at Obito’s reaction, felt satisfied in his heart.

He slowly raised a trembling hand, pointing at Obito.

"From now on, you are... Uchiha Madara..."

"Go... Watch over... the plan’s completion... for me..."

As his words fell, Uchiha Madara’s arm dropped powerlessly, and his head slumped down.

Uchiha Madara, the man who had dominated the scene, schemed, and orchestrated the changes in the shinobi world for decades, thus passed away, sitting in this dark underground cave.

Obito slowly stood up. The Mangekyō Sharingan beneath his mask coldly regarded Madara’s corpse, showing no reaction.

At that moment, a black, sludge-like substance slowly rose from the ground, coalescing into a humanoid form that was half white and half black.

It was Zetsu.

"Lord Madara... has finally reached this step."

Obito gave Zetsu a cold glance but said nothing.

He did not know the true, terrifying nature of this being who called himself "Madara’s will."

Outwardly sorrowful, Zetsu’s heart was filled with cold calculation.

’Madara, you are merely an important pawn in my grand undertaking to resurrect Mother.’

’Your death is precisely part of the plan.’

’Next, it is to guide this new pawn to continue walking the path...’

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