But what Madara hadn't expected was that while Senju Hashirama's eyes were filled with even more admiration, everyone else was looking at him with an odd sense of… pity.
???
What the hell is this?
Why are they looking at me like that?
I am Uchiha Madara. I don't need anyone's pity or sympathy!
It should be me pitying them.
Because soon, they will all perish. As the Jinchūriki of the Ten-Tails, I now wield the power to crush all obstacles in my path!
With a wave of his hand, Takuya gestured for the others to step back. He then looked up at Madara and said,
"Uchiha Madara, you've already become the Ten-Tails' Jinchūriki. Your plan is to activate the Infinite Tsukuyomi. Instead of standing here chatting with us, shouldn't you be getting on with it?"
"Even though things have come this far, I still sincerely invite you to join me."
Madara extended his hand once again, offering Takuya an invitation.
"Let's create true peace together. A world without war, where everyone can pursue their dreams."
This time, he didn't attempt to use persuasion or manipulation.
He knew full well that a man like Takuya couldn't be convinced with mere rhetoric.
Only absolute sincerity could possibly move him.
"Yeah, no thanks. I'd rather not risk getting smacked around by the Sage of Six Paths. This great and noble task is all yours," Takuya said, shaking his head without hesitation.
Are you kidding me? I can't distance myself from you fast enough, and you think I'd actually join in on your mess?
Do I look like I have a death wish?
Actually, no, I don't even need to "distance myself"—I was never on your side to begin with.
Sage of Six Paths?
Black Zetsu, who had been hiding within Madara, stiffened upon hearing those words.
Could it be… the Sage of Six Paths really left behind some kind of countermeasure?
Seeing his invitation flatly rejected, and even being mocked, Madara's expression darkened. His pale face turned stormy.
"In that case, there's nothing left to say."
Takuya had no interest in joining him.
Then that meant only one thing—Takuya was his enemy.
And now that Madara had become the Ten-Tails' Jinchūriki, he was no longer afraid of any interference.
Raising his staff, he pointed it at Takuya. But to his surprise, Takuya raised his hand as well.
"Banished."
????
Banished?
What the hell is that?
The moment the word left Takuya's lips, his Rinnegan trembled slightly, and an uncontrollable force enveloped Madara.
What truly shocked Madara was that he couldn't move.
Even his Truth-Seeking Orbs refused to respond to his will.
Then, before he could react, his body was flung backward—straight into a spatial rift that had suddenly torn open behind him.
…
Wait.
That's it?
Everyone had expected an earth-shattering battle. But instead, Takuya simply raised a hand, uttered some unknown technique… and Madara was gone?
Boom!
A few seconds later, a Truth-Seeking Orb erupted from within the fractured space, blasting open another rift.
Madara emerged from within, looking battered and enraged. Clutching his staff tightly, he glared at Takuya and roared,
"What did you just do to me?"
Banished?
What the hell kind of technique was that?
Just moments ago, he had been thrown into a rift between dimensions, caught in a violent storm of space itself. If not for his Truth-Seeking Orbs protecting him, he would have been shredded to pieces.
Does the ninja world even have a technique like this?
No, this wasn't just any technique—this had to be a unique ability of the Rinnegan.
Madara stared at Takuya's Rinnegan, as did Black Zetsu, who was trembling slightly.
The hell did we just go through?
To the outside world, it had only been a few seconds, but in that time, he and Madara had been nearly torn apart by the spatial storm.
The sensation was terrifying. Black Zetsu never wanted to experience it again.
"Wait, so your Rinnegan doesn't have a special ability?" Takuya asked, looking at Madara like he was the strange one.
Alright, that was a lie.
Banished was his unique, final ability. His Rinnegan's main power was creating space-time pathways—similar to Sasuke's, but with additional functions.
By combining it with Banished, he could forcibly expel someone into a dimensional rift.
Where exactly they ended up, he didn't know. It could be a fragmented dimension, the heart of a space-time storm… or even another world entirely.
Honestly, he had thought about it before—if Madara got unlucky and ended up in a parallel universe, where another version of him was already the Ten-Tails' Jinchūriki…
What would happen if two Madaras met?
That world would probably hate Takuya forever.
This is insane.
Madara cursed inwardly. His Rinnegan's unique ability was impressive, but compared to Takuya's, it felt underwhelming.
"I warned you not to mess with me," Takuya said coolly. "And I told you to stop aiming for the Nine-Tails' Jinchūriki. I may not be able to kill you, but I can make your life a living hell."
"That little game we just played? I can keep it going for an entire year if you want. Wanna test me?"
Banishing someone took a lot of chakra. But that wasn't an issue for him.
His chakra reserves were already massive, and with White Fox by his side, he could keep playing this game indefinitely.
I might not be able to kill you, but I can definitely make you regret ever existing.
If you're unlucky and get thrown into the wrong place, you might not even get the chance to activate Infinite Tsukuyomi.
All those past life expenses on in-game purchases? Absolutely worth it.
Takuya was very pleased with his decision.
Judging by Madara's tattered robe and the deep wounds on his body—ones that were resisting regeneration—he had definitely suffered.
If he hadn't become the Ten-Tails' Jinchūriki… if he hadn't had the Truth-Seeking Orbs protecting him…
That first Banished would have been enough to kill him.
"Madara-sama, if this happens again, we may not survive," Black Zetsu whispered, his voice laced with fear.
As much as he despised admitting it, he had no countermeasure for Takuya's power.
So they needed to act fast.
Forget getting revenge on Takuya—Madara needed to activate Infinite Tsukuyomi now.
As long as Kaguya was revived, everything would change.
Madara didn't need Zetsu to remind him.
He had no desire to experience another trip through that rift.
Takuya was clearly capable of doing it again, and if he did…
Madara wasn't confident he'd make it back.
Looks like we're in the clear.
"Let's go," Takuya said, turning away.
"We're just leaving?" someone asked.'
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DO NOT FORGET POWER STONE AND CHATTING