"This bastard, he can even lay eggs?!"
"Lay bombs, you mean! And he calls himself an Uchiha? Tch!"
Gekko Chizan was furious, stomping on the spot as he glared at the now-vanished Uchiha Makito.
[Ding! Detected that the host used the Thousand Years of Death to painfully strike fake Uchiha Madara, making him hate you even more, loathe you, and wish to kill you so badly his hatred could fill a whole lake. Special reward: Telescope Technique!]
Gekko Chizan was going crazy—completely crazy!
Damn system, you obviously know that guy isn't Uchiha Madara. Why don't you tell me his real name?!
[Ding! Detected heavy resentment from the host, but this system wants you to experience life. I won't tell you what you want to know. Give it up!]
Damn it! What kind of system is this? Getting shadier by the day!
And what's with this ninjutsu? Telescope Technique?
Isn't this that pervy technique the Third Hokage used? Using a crystal ball to monitor people from a distance?
This is totally a peeping technique!
Already in a foul mood, Gekko Chizan nearly exploded right then and there.
...
Meanwhile, Chōmei widened his insect eyes, trying to spot the enemy's shadow. After all, Gekko Chizan said the enemy's eye technique had something to do with distance.
If it was distance-based, then why couldn't his insect eyes see anything?
But no matter how he strained his eyes, the result was just embarrassing—he saw nothing at all.
"Damn it! Didn't you say his technique was distance-related? Then why can't my insect eyes see him?"
"You know my insect eyes can see for kilometers!"
"Could his sight really reach farther than mine?"
Gekko Chizan listened to Chōmei's confusion and sighed helplessly.
"Forget it. You can't see him, and even my Flying Thunder God won't activate."
"When he uses his eye technique, I can't lock onto his coordinates. Even if he carries my formula, it's useless."
"I never predicted this. Even if his technique changes distance, the moment he landed, I should've been able to teleport to him."
"But I couldn't lock on."
When he heard even space-time ninjutsu like Flying Thunder God couldn't be used, Chōmei finally realized why his own eyes had failed.
One teleports, one just looks—of course there's a difference.
But hearing that Flying Thunder God couldn't work still shocked him deeply. He'd known Gekko Chizan for so long, yet this was the first time seeing that jutsu fail.
Space-time abilities were mysterious enough. If you couldn't even touch the opponent through space, then that guy's technique was on another level.
"But did you at least see where he ran off to?"
"No, my insect eyes couldn't see him at all."
Gekko Chizan felt something was wrong. He didn't dare waste time and rushed toward Yahiko's location.
Since the enemy had shown up, their target had to be Nagato.
Those eyes were Uchiha Madara's property, essential for his resurrection.
"Chōmei, wings."
"I didn't leave a formula when my clone went earlier. We'll have to fly."
Wings sprouted from Gekko Chizan's back as he shot toward Yahiko's group.
...
At the cliffside, Yahiko and the others, with help from Gekko Chizan's clones, had driven the enemies back.
Even Zetsu was hiding to the side.
"Tch, Gekko Chizan, huh? Even clones are too much for these Amegakure ninja."
"This was a mistake."
"But what's Makito doing? Why'd he let Gekko Chizan come here?"
Looking at the five clones, Yahiko's face lit up.
He had truly witnessed Gekko Chizan's power. Even as clones, the ninjutsu they unleashed was terrifying.
Especially the Water Style techniques—my god, they blew his mind.
The enemy before them now all lay on the ground, some dead, some fleeing. The battle was clearly won.
"Yahiko, are you all alright?"
"And the others… damn… I came too late…"
Gekko Chizan's clone scanned the battlefield, soon spotting familiar figures—but lifeless, lying quietly on the ground.
Yahiko's eyes were red. Beside him, Konan, Nagato, and Akashige were the same.
Suddenly, all five clones turned in the same direction—they felt it.
The original was coming.
One clone was about to tell everyone, but before he could speak—
A black-robed man suddenly appeared in front of Nagato, hand pressing onto him.
"Who?!"
"Let him go!"
A massive umbrella descended from the sky, blue waves spreading everywhere—but still too slow.
Before everyone's eyes, the black-robed man grabbed Nagato and vanished instantly.
A second later, Gekko Chizan appeared with kunai in hand where they had stood.
But he was one step too late.
"Damn it! He's fast!"
Gekko Chizan cursed furiously, but no matter how he raged, Uchiha Makito and Nagato were gone.
Far away, Zetsu, still hiding, gaped in shock.
"He just took Nagato like that?"
"This wasn't part of the plan! What the hell is Makito doing?"
Black Zetsu was about to lose it. He couldn't understand Makito's thinking at all.
They'd planned to use the deaths of Nagato's friends to awaken the Rinnegan further.
Now not only had the plan failed—he took Nagato away? What was this supposed to be?
"Ahh, Makito always loves sudden moves."
"Now the whole plan's in chaos."
"Should we retreat?"
White Zetsu's tone stayed as mocking as ever, like nothing could faze him.
Black Zetsu sighed helplessly. What else could he do? Fate was cruel.
Then they slowly vanished too, chasing after Makito.
...
"Damn it! Bastard!"
"He ran off again!"
Gekko Chizan had been one step late once more, letting the enemy slip away.
His anger was beyond words.
One failure.
Two failures.
But why… why did seeing Nagato taken away feel so strange?
The heir of Uchiha Madara taking away Madara's Rinnegan…
Was he starting the plan early? No, impossible.
Nagato's Rinnegan hadn't matured enough to use Rinne Rebirth. The nine Tailed Beasts weren't even gathered yet.
So what good was taking him now?
Gekko Chizan couldn't figure it out at all. His brain felt like it would explode.
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