"Madara Uchiha! You are truly a master of illusion, and you can use the weakest link as if nothing had happened to your strongest spear! ”

Thinking of this, 0517 shook its wings and flew towards the blood-colored crimson moon.

The surface of the Blood Moon shook violently after a terrifying explosion of scale, and countless fragments fell from its surface at an accelerated rate.

The whole monthly reading world is also like an earthquake:

The earth shook violently, and cracks spread across the ground.

In the distance, the figures of Mizumon, Kushina, Rin, and Kakashi faded into transparency......

The Thousand-Hand Wood Escape Giant beneath the body of Obito and Rope Tree turned into fragments inch by inch, and the lilac Susaneng on the surface of his body turned into nothingness.

The two of them looked at all this blankly, and the same was true of the opposite Madara:

The huge full-body Susa No, the giant disappeared, and the half-body of the nine-tails under Madara's feet gradually turned transparent.

Madara's feet stepped on the ground, completely ignoring the continuous earthquakes around him, his eyes changed from reincarnation eyes to kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes, and he looked at the two teenagers not far away in surprise:

"Between the columns?"

The rope tree became the image of the watermelon-headed boy in his eyes at this time.

"Izumi...... Izuna?! ”

The boy in the blue tracksuit with orange goggles disappeared and was replaced by Izuna, who looked like a boy in a trumpet armor.

"Brother!"

"Madara! Wake up! ”

"We are today! It's to wake you up from this ridiculous dream! ”

The two teenagers rushed towards them without hesitation, ignoring the growing cracks in the ground and the large and small rubble falling from the sky.

In the end, the watermelon was still faster, and he jumped up and punched himself in the face.

"You bastard! Why? Why give up all our years of hard work?! ”

Madara raised a hand to easily block the fist between the pillars.

The pillar in front of him suddenly grew, he was also wearing the same dark red armor as himself, his long black hair was tied behind him, and the immortal facial lines on his face gradually faded, and he looked at himself with a painful expression.

"Have you forgotten? Our ideal?!

End the chaotic era that forced a child to die on the battlefield at a few years old!

Get rid of the curse of our two races and the fate of vendetta for thousands of years!

Konoha Village, that's the village you named yourself!

Are you just throwing away these good pasts?! ”

Madara's hand clenching the fist between the pillars trembled slightly.

"A good old day...... Fine......

That's for you, Pillars!

Ideal?!

Yes, once a common ideal......

But my last brother was ......

I have fallen on the road of following me to realize our common ideals!

He died by the sword of your brother's thousand hands! ”

Madara drew his sword and forced him back, his face pale and painful:

"It's not a deception of the black!

Except for you and me!

All the Uchiha and Senju of those years!

Is there anyone else who believes and sticks to the beliefs of the two of us?! ”

The painful memories bring Madara back to the Sengoku era, which is the picture of his father on his deathbed.

Uchiha Tajima lay dying on the hospital bed, and Madara and Izuna knelt beside him.

His father's once strong hand could no longer be lifted by this time, and Madara held his hand tightly.

The man looked at himself and Izuna with a complicated expression:

"Madara, Izumi......

You are a gift from heaven!

Children who can grow up alive in this cruel and troubled world......

But, so do you! …… The genius of the Uchiha clan!

At this age, the three hooks were opened......

Madara, you're going to lead our clan to continue to grow stronger.

Don't have any more childish fantasies about Thousand Hands......

Izuna, you have to help my brother and assist him......"

The man who had always been extremely strict with himself left like this, and the two young men in front of him were silent, and the three hooks of jade in the eyes of the two pairs of scarlet writing wheels were spinning rapidly!

"Brother! In your heart, you actually still stick to the agreement with the Thousand Hands Pillar at that time, right? ”

Izuna looked up, and the kaleidoscope pattern took shape in his eyes.

"I'll help you! I can't understand you myself......

But! Even the people in the clan don't understand it, and the people of the thousand-handed clan don't understand it either. ”

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"I will also assist you well according to my father's instructions. Help you achieve your dreams! ”

Izuna's face suddenly became weak and pale, and he fell to the ground, the hideous knife in his abdomen so piercing......

"Brother...... I'm afraid I won't be able to go down with you......"

He gripped his hand tightly, his eyes reflecting the shape of a kaleidoscope.

"Just follow the secret method of the clan! Put my eyes ......

I'll give you my eyes!

I believe in you, you've always been a great ninja!

Just let my eyes accompany you and realize your ideals......"

Madara rubbed his eyes and ended his memories, gritting his teeth in pain, and spat out the words from the bottom of his heart word by word:

"I admire your strength among the Thousand Hands Pillar!

Finally agreed to the request for an alliance, and we established Konoha Village together!

But! ”

He pointed to his eyes:

"You asked me to use these Izuna eyes to watch the person who killed him live in the same village as me every day......"

He suddenly smiled with relief:

"How many times have I woken up in the middle of the night and my palms pierced by the nails of my clenched fists.

Every time, I can't wait to carry a knife and rush into the Thousand Hands Clan, and the Thousand Hands will be bladed between the hands of the Thousand Hands! ”

With a bang, the sword fell from Madara's hand to the ground, and he laughed self-deprecatingly:

"But. Every time I rushed out the door, I looked at the Konoha forehead guard hanging from my saber......

Ha ha...... Ha ha! ”

Madara's eyes were blood-red and he roared:

"I can't do that anymore!

He is no longer an enemy in a thousand hands!

We are...... Hell Companion!

Between the columns! Tell me, why the hell?!

For the sake of ideals...... For that shit-like ideal?!

Could it be that my brother who I want to protect is the only brother I have survived to adulthood!

That brother who has always trusted me and defended me even if he doesn't understand me!

Death at the hands of your brother?! ”

Madara rushes to his lifelong friend and nemesis with his bare hands:

"Aren't you very good at inspiring people?

Answer me! Answer me! ”

A figure suddenly appeared in front of the pillar and hugged Madara of Madness.

"Brother, you've been miserable all along, aren't you......"

Madara looked up suddenly, and Izuna's gentle smile came into view.

He stretched out his hand and touched the spotted eye socket:

"The Sharingan of our Uchiha clan......

It's impossible for outsiders to understand, but you and I know it very well.

This cursed power! ”

In Izuna's writing wheel, Magatama swirled and grew one by one.

"Every time you evolve, you get stronger......

It's just a new scar in our hearts.

The so-called eternal kaleidoscope ......"

Izuna put her hand on Madara's chest and said with a miserable smile:

"Actually, your heart is full of holes!

Brother! With my departure, you can only silently give your love to the rest of your clansmen.

But they are afraid of you, and they are alienated from you......

You are so disappointed in them that you want to give you the love of your heart and the village that the Thousand Hands Pillar has built.

However, out of fear and hatred among the various families in the village, no one is willing to support you......

What a tenacious man you are, brother!

Even if you are isolated by everyone around you!

You still haven't given up, and you want to really end this troubled world with your own methods.

But I fell into the trap of the black Jedily......"

Izumi's body gradually blurred, turning into the appearance of long hair with dirt in a black robe:

"You are the most powerful and proud Madara Uchiha in this world!

Even if your whole life is not understood by others!

Even if your life is full of regrets and frustrations!

You shouldn't want to escape into dreams and enjoy the beauty of vain!

You are forever straightening up and smiling proudly.

Even if you are in an empty hell, there is not a single spectator!

Madara Uchiha who also wants to dance in style! ”

Madara closed his eyes, and when he heard these words, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

The red armor on his body gradually faded, his long messy hair turned silvery, and his strong and powerful torso shriveled.

"Look up at the moon for me, is it beautiful?"

Obito looked up, the scarlet moon hanging over him as if it was about to crush everything.

The dragon landed on Crimson Moon, his eyes looking at Madara Uchiha, and let out a long sigh.

Madara's face was wrinkled again, and he suddenly grabbed Obito's hand.

Obito lowered his head, his wrinkled hand holding a strong and powerful hand to form a seal of reconciliation.

Madara silently said:

"Solution!"

Obito was out of the world of Tsukiyo for a moment.

The old Madara sat panting across from him, his eyes closed and a wisp of blood coming out of the corner of his left eye.

Bai Jue pinched an eyeball in his hand and pressed it to his left eye......