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“Madara, If all you summoned me for was to tell me you’re dying and that you’ve arranged a pawn,” Shin said lightly, “then I’m not inclined to stay here any longer.”
Shin looked around the gloomy cavern. He’d been here before, and he still disliked it.
“Let’s go. I can’t stand this place,” Kushina said quickly. The dark, underground space was unsettling. She couldn’t understand how Madara could stand living here.
“Madara, I suggest you find a nicer place to live. Hiding underground like a rat is embarrassing for someone of your stature.” Shin offered Madara some unsolicited advice before leaving.
A chill glinted in Madara’s eyes, though he remained silent.
“Do you want to fight?” Shin asked, noticing the brief murderous intent flicker in Madara’s gaze.
“If that’s the case, count me in!” Kushina clenched her fists. she had been wanting to test his strength.
“Me too,” Mikoto said, activating her Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan and glaring at Madara.
Madara frowned. That chakra, and those complex patterns… it was definitely the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
He had asked White Zetsu to gather information on Uchiha Mikoto; she shouldn’t have been able to awaken the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
And Uzumaki Shin… how had he awakened it? Madara’s knowledge of Shin was limited. He only knew about Shin’s Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, not his Rinne-Tenseigan. Even if he did, he wouldn’t understand; Shin was the first to possess such eyes.
“Madara, if you want to fight, I’m happy to oblige. Just don’t regret it later.”
He was fully aware Madara, in his weakened state, was no match for Kushina and Mikoto together—let alone Shin himself.
Madara hesitated, then shook his head. He hadn’t intended to fight. He’d just been annoyed by Shin’s mocking words. He wasn’t known for his patience. If it weren’t for his grand plan, he would have attacked Shin already.
Finally, Madara spoke in a cold tone:
“Uzumaki Shin, I hope you won’t interfere with my revival plan. Otherwise…”
“Otherwise what?”
Madara’s implicit threat only served to annoy Shin.
He was considering killing Madara right now. Madara’s existence had been useful before, but now, Shin didn’t care if Madara died or if the entire Naruto storyline collapsed.
He had initially wanted Madara to revive Kaguya Ōtsutsuki so he could copy her immortality, but he had already achieved that.
In other words, Madara’s existence was no longer essential. Killing him or letting him live was purely Shin’s whim at this point.
“Even if I die, I have contingencies. Try crossing me if you dare.” Madara sat back down and closed his eyes.
“…..”
“Madara, I think you’ll find the future more interesting if you’re alive. So I’ll spare you for now. But… don’t ever threaten me again—”
Shin released his chakra, the pressure shaking the cavern, threatening to collapse it. The pressure was focused on Madara, who felt like a mountain was crushing him—an oppressive tidal wave that left him nearly gasping.
Kushina and Mikoto quietly watched, letting Shin flex his dominance. Moments later, Shin withdrew the pressure and turned to leave.
Once Shin, Kushina, and Mikoto vanished through Yomotsu Hirasaka—the heavy aura lifted. Madara slumped against the wall, sweat beading at his temples.
“Is that brat really that strong?”
Madara was shaken.
Shin’s chakra pressure had been suffocating, something he’d never experienced, even when facing Hashirama Senju. He had underestimated Shin, who might be even stronger than he had imagined.
How did he gain such power? Madara put that question aside for now. He had to reassess Shin’s threat. If Shin interfered, Madara’s revival plan would fail.
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….
While Madara fretted, Shin felt quite pleased with himself.
“He’s probably stewing in misery right now.” he said with a smile.
“He should be. You’re a major threat to him. Shin, I think we should just kill him,” Mikoto said seriously. She didn’t know what Madara might be plotting.
He was Uchiha Madara, after all; his schemes were legendary.
“I’d also like to fight him,” Kushina said confidently.
“Don’t underestimate him. I can obliterate him with zero effort, but that’s me. Kushina, you or Mikoto alone aren’t necessarily guaranteed an easy fight.”
“And Mikoto, don’t worry too much. Madara is just another pawn of Black Zetsu—With me around, none of his plots matter.”
Shin said this because he had the power to crush Madara. Before absolute power, schemes were meaningless.
And he believed Madara wouldn’t do anything reckless against him. He wasn’t stupid; he knew the consequences.
He wouldn’t act without absolute certainty, and that certainty would only come after he became the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki.
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