"Damn it, have I been discovered…"
Isshiki's face became incredibly grim. He knew exactly what those words meant. He hadn't expected the person he possessed to be so unlucky.
Being beaten up by others and waking up early was one thing, but then he immediately ran into his crazy clansman.
This crazy clansman was going to devour his own kind to ascend his so-called 'Stairway to Godhood'.
Meeting him now was tantamount to suicide!
"I am indeed different."
Fortunately, upon seeing Takeshiki, Obito's rationality instantly returned. Although his words were tough, his body didn't leave Kamui at all.
"Is this your difference, hiding in a dimensional space like a rat?"
Takemi sighed in disappointment, then shook his head.
"Speaking of which, I've met you so many times, but I still don't seem to know your name."
"Uchiha Obito."
Obito stared at Takemi, thought for a moment, and still spoke his name, but this name made Takemi laugh.
"Uchiha? Are you unaware of the situation?"
"What do you mean?"
Obito's face beneath his mask looked strange. He didn't understand Takemi's words, but Takemi had already turned his head to look in another direction. And in that direction, Madara had already arrived silently.
"Ōtsutsuki Takeshiki."
Madara's voice was somewhat low, and his gaze appeared exceptionally solemn.
Just by sensing the aura emanating from this guy from afar, and the power that erupted when he attacked, he knew how terrifying this person was.
And facing him directly, he felt a soul-deep tremor. He himself could hardly believe that he would have such a feeling. He almost couldn't remember how long it had been since he had experienced such a feeling.
He never expected that his Edo Tensei body could perceive it so clearly.
"Oh, you actually know my name, Indra's reincarnate."
Takemi naturally heard Madara's words. He raised an eyebrow and spoke.
"But you're a mess. Do you dare to appear before me in that state?"
"Indra's reincarnate?"
Madara frowned. He knew Indra was his ancestor, of course, but what did 'reincarnate' mean?
Could it be that there was another conspiracy here?
"Hiss."
Black Zetsu, hidden underground, showed a pained expression. It was the same situation again, but he was utterly helpless.
This Ōtsutsuki Takeshiki was too strong, and he knew too much.
"Forget it, discussing these things with you is meaningless."
Takemi gently shook his head, his gaze shifting to the side, where the Four-Tails was in its Tailed Beast form.
"Are you like this Obito, trying to stop me from reclaiming what's mine?"
"Obito?"
Madara's frown deepened. He noticed that Takemi's attitude towards Obito was somewhat subtle.
Not just him, but even Black Zetsu and Obito could sense a hint of abnormality.
"Hmph, Obito is at least my Karma."
Isshiki, however, knew perfectly well. He snorted coldly in his heart.
"Even if Takeshiki is a lunatic, he wouldn't lump him in with you lower beings."
But he also had a headache, he felt like he was locked on again. This crazy clansman would definitely not let him go.
"Your thing?"
But just as Isshiki was feeling annoyed, Madara snorted and spoke.
"I don't recall the Tailed Beast being yours?"
"Oh?"
Takemi tilted his head, his voice seemingly carrying a hint of playfulness.
"So, you also intend to steal what's mine?"
"I said, that doesn't seem to be your property."
Madara spoke solemnly, but the fanaticism in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
The Ōtsutsuki clan, the same clan as the Rabbit Goddess, this legendary clan said to destroy the world.
His dream had always been pure: to bring true peace to this desperate world through the methods left by the Sage of Six Paths.
During this time, no matter how many schemes and tricks he had to devise, no matter how many people he had to sacrifice, he would not hesitate.
And now, such a person had appeared, a person suspected of wanting to destroy the world. How could he not react at all?
Not to mention his own unique fanaticism for battle, simply because he wanted to take away the Tailed Beast he wanted to use to create peace, he would not compromise.
"I'm not in my peak state, and my abilities are severely lacking, but…"
Madara clenched his fist, and his eyes instantly transformed into the Rinnegan.
"There's no way I'll let you do as you please. I want to see what kind of power you, this so-called 'god', truly possess."
As he spoke, his Chakra erupted wildly, such powerful Chakra that even the surrounding ground began to tremble.
"This is bad…"
Black Zetsu's face became even more pained. Although he had guessed Madara would do this, he seemed to genuinely foresee Madara's utter defeat.
"This guy…"
Obito, hidden within Kamui and daring not to show himself, was also somewhat speechless, but Isshiki in his consciousness seemed particularly disdainful.
"What an ignorant lower being."
"Just as expected."
Takemi nodded, and his Chakra erupted at this moment too.
That powerful force instantly suppressed Madara's aura. Under his Chakra, it seemed as if space itself became somewhat distorted.
He stood proudly in the sky, enveloped by the moonlight, with Truth-Seeking Balls constantly swirling around him.
"While I admire your resolve, do you understand the absurdity of an ant telling an elephant to get out of the way?"
Buzz—
As soon as he finished speaking, the Truth-Seeking Ball in Takemi's hand had transformed into a golden light sword.
And this light sword was swung down without hesitation, its violent power illuminating the entire night in the blink of an eye.
"This power…"
Madara's expression changed. Even though he was mentally prepared, the violent power still caught him off guard. He twisted his body in an instant, and at the same time, summoned Susanoo.
His speed in using Susanoo was much faster than Obito's. Almost in the blink of an eye, a Perfect Susanoo had already enveloped his entire body.
Susanoo looked like a god or an Asura, its massive body like a demonic Asura under the moonlight. However, it's massive and sturdy body, Takemi's main body could easily shatter.
Under the golden light sword formed by the Truth-Seeking Ball, it was like tofu That violent power instantly sliced the Susanoo diagonally in two with a single strike.
"Damn it…"
Madara's face drastically changed. When his Susanoo shattered, he saw Takeshiki's figure flash.
The next instant, he felt an inexplicable sense of suffocation. At this moment, he realized his neck had been gripped by Takeshiki.
The two of them floated in the air, the blue Susanoo collapsing behind them.
And Takeshiki's indifferent voice, at this moment, resonated once more.
"That's what I'm talking about, the current you."
(End of Chapter)
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