Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha lacks motivation.

Chapter 394 The Dark General, the Truth Behind the Rampage

In the arena, sensing that his final opponent had completely disappeared, the manic look on Madara Uchiha's face gradually faded.

"Whoosh~"

After expressionlessly wiping the blood off his white longsword, he turned to look at the blue and red rabbit knight seated in the spectator stands. The meaning in his scarlet eyes was clear.

"Is he/she dead?"

The crowd in the stands watched the green raccoon knight soaked in blood, their expressions varied.

They thought this match was just a fun friendly game and there wouldn't be any injuries, but the bloody reality showed them the cruelty of the Cavaliers' battle.

"teacher!"

After a brief silence, Chiyo, emotionally distraught, slumped against the railing of the spectator stands, her cries of anguish like the mournful cry of a cuckoo. Mako, with a soft heart, couldn't bear it and gently patted the girl's trembling back.

"you"

He opened his mouth, but didn't know how to comfort the grieving girl.

"Can we announce the final winner now?"

Tobirama Senju, spoiling the mood, stepped forward, ignoring Chiyo who was immersed in grief, and looked at Gin Uchiha, the organizer, before questioning him.

Uchiha Gin ignored the white-haired man, instead looking thoughtfully at the fallen Shamon, a faint blue light appearing in his eyes.

Cleanse your eyes and open them.

Through those all-seeing eyes, Uchiha Gin unexpectedly discovered that there was a power brewing within Shamon Prison, about to erupt.

"Wait a little longer, the game isn't over yet."

"what?"

Everyone was startled by this, and their gazes returned to the stage.

Madara Uchiha, who was waiting for victory, suddenly frowned, not because he felt neglected by the organizers, but because he sensed something unusual happening behind him.

"Look! He's standing up again!"

"Impossible! I clearly sensed his life force disappear, how could he be resurrected?"

Tobirama Senju stared wide-eyed in surprise at the green tanuki knight slowly rising from the ground, his heart filled with bewilderment, and he even began to doubt whether there was something wrong with his perception.

"teacher!"

Chiyo burst into tears of joy, raised her hands high, and began to wave them wildly.

"Is this another one of those 'playing dead' tricks?"

Madara Uchiha turned around, his gaze falling on the deep, bone-revealing wound on Shamon's chest. The blood at the wound had long since dried, and tender pink granulation tissue was growing at a visible rate.

"Since you're not dead, wouldn't it be better to just lie there quietly? Is life so worthless in your eyes?"

Slowly raising the longsword in his hand, Madara Uchiha's eyes once again revealed a hint of madness, and killing intent surged once more.

The Nine-Tails in its sea of ​​consciousness was overjoyed at the sight. It never expected that it could influence Madara Uchiha with the malice of its chakra. It seemed that it wouldn't be long before it could turn the tables and become the master.

"It is precisely because life is precious that we must protect it."

Having regained consciousness, Shamon stared intently at the murderous Uchiha Madara. As he spoke, a dazzling light gradually shimmered in his hands.

"Teacher! Stop hitting me! Just admit defeat!"

Chiyo, watching from the stands, was experiencing a rollercoaster of emotions. After the initial elation, she calmed down and immediately shouted to dissuade them.

Madara Uchiha was incredibly powerful; even his own teacher was no match for him, and even if he had several lives, they wouldn't be enough for Madara to kill him.

"If I stop here, how can I protect others? Behind the general are the lights of countless homes."

Shamon shook his head, the unstable light in his hand slowly dissipating, revealing a black and green katana strap. The complex aura emanating from it caused even the expressionless Madara Uchiha to frown.

"What is that?"

"Pieced back together from the hopes you crushed."

Holding up the brand-new buckle, Shamon's expression became extremely resolute. As he spoke, he reached out and drew the buckle from the scabbard of his samurai sword. To everyone's astonishment, he inserted the broken buckle into the driver at his waist.

".revenge."

"Set Avenge".

As the loading sound effects began, a long, ancient melody suddenly filled the battlefield, and a thick, dark mist rose abruptly, instantly enveloping the Shamen's body.

The next moment, a pair of large green hands reached out from the darkness, crossed and joined together, pulling all the pervasive black mist into Shamen's body.

"Black General!"

As the fog dissipated, a dark figure was revealed. Behind the heavy armor covered with dark green patterns, a black cloak exuding a chilling aura fluttered, and the imposing presence emanating from the figure was like that of a general going into battle.

The black raccoon knight slowly raised his hand, and a flash of red light appeared on the buckle of the katana at his waist.

"Bujin Sword".

As the electronic voice faded, a green and black samurai sword appeared in his hand. Although it was not drawn, everyone could still feel its sharp edge from a distance.

"Ready to Fight!"

"Clang!"

Shamon raised his katana, abruptly drawing back the scabbard. The sharp blade reflected his new face, and his red compound eyes blazed with a palpable fighting spirit.

"I will use this strength."

"Clang!"

Shamon pushed the drawn blade back into its sheath, raised his head to look at the ready-to-fight Uchiha Madara, and spoke in a deep and solemn voice.

"Come and protect my world."

"Boom!"

A thunderclap resounded in the sky, and large raindrops fell on the monk's black armor, as if performing some kind of baptism on him.

In the stands, Uchiha Gin, who had been silent for so long, finally got to see the show he had been waiting for. He stood up, unable to hide his excitement, and raised his hands high, his surprised gaze landing directly on the black-clad general who exuded a bloodthirsty aura.

A green ninja falls into the Pure Land, and a black general is born on a rainy night.

"That's right! This is exactly what I wanted to see! Quack~ Quack~ Quack~"

Unable to contain himself, Gin Uchiha let out a few strange, croaking laughs. His actions instantly piqued the curiosity of everyone present. Kinkaku frowned and opened his mouth.

"Silver Emperor Knight, that bald guy?"

"Shh~"

Uchiha Gin put a finger to his lips, turned to the eavesdropping crowd, then looked back at the black-clad general slowly approaching Uchiha Madara, and said in a cryptic tone,

"Even if you are a god, you still have to prove it to the general."

"You don't actually think you can defeat me, do you? How ridiculous."

The aura emanating from the black-clad general was extremely profound, but Madara Uchiha was even more confident in his own strength. Facing the oncoming Shamon, he smiled coldly and unleashed a blue sword aura from his white longsword.

"boom!"

A sharp sword aura rushed towards the monk, its fierce intensity visible to the naked eye. Yet the black-clad general neither dodged nor evaded, but instead raised his katana, flicked it aside, and tossed the scabbard aside.

"Whoosh~"

The sharp white blades emitted a dark green light, and a deep sword aura suddenly lashed out, colliding fiercely with Madara Uchiha's blue sword energy. The resulting shockwaves caused their cloaks to billow upwards, conjuring a ferocious beast head behind each of them.

"roar!"

It was the head of Kurama and Shukaku, both of them baring their teeth and roaring in a hostile manner.

Before the aftershocks of the attack had even dissipated, the two transformed into streaks of light and collided head-on, sparks flying as their katana and longsword clashed.

Sensing the immense force emanating from the weapon, Madara Uchiha raised an eyebrow in slight surprise; his opponent was actually able to rival him in strength.

"Bang!"

Knowing that a stalemate would be fruitless, the two simultaneously retreated a few steps, their hands gripping their weapons trembling slightly, but the fighting spirit in their eyes was even stronger than before.

"Fun, let's do it again!"

Madara Uchiha felt a bit of pressure, but more so the joy of battle. He took the initiative to raise his sword and thrust it towards Shamon.

Within the realm of consciousness, the Nine-Tails blinked in confusion. Its belly was filled with cow dung and ink, hindering its movement; it could only observe the black general before it through Madara Uchiha's perspective.

"Something's not right. When did that stupid tanuki become so fierce?"

Discovering that the opponent could actually fight Madara Uchiha to a standstill made Kurama, who considered himself the strongest tailed beast, lose face.

"Bang!"

"Ping-pong!"

Shamon wielded his katana, easily parrying Madara Uchiha's barrage of attacks, causing Madara to frown in dismay.

"Your physical skills are actually this strong? How come they're different from what was described in the intelligence?"

"I used to be a general of Loulan. If I were too weak in physical combat, I would be ridiculed."

Shamon, displaying effortless skill, deflected Madara Uchiha's thrust with his sword and calmly explained,

"snort!"

Madara Uchiha's swordsmanship was not weak, but in recent years he had relied too much on the power of his eyes, causing him to neglect his swordsmanship training. This gave Shamon an opportunity to fight him to a standstill.

"Since that's the case, then..."

Unable to gain the upper hand in close combat, Madara Uchiha immediately retreated to create distance from Shamon, simultaneously channeling scorching chakra into his longsword, causing flames to erupt from the blade.

Satisfied with his successfully enchanted longsword, Madara Uchiha casually swung his sword at Shamon, and flames rushed towards him in the next instant.

"Sand wall."

The monk formed a hand seal, and a thick wall of sand suddenly rose from the ground, isolating the flames.

"boom!"

The explosions from the colliding flames were deafening. Shamon calmly controlled the defenses while secretly remaining vigilant for Madara Uchiha's unusual movements.

Who were you just insulting?

As expected, Madara Uchiha appeared from behind him, slashing out with his sword in anger. Shamon didn't have time to turn around and relied solely on his reflexes to raise his katana, narrowly blocking the sneak attack.

"Bang!"

Unable to succeed in his first attack, Madara Uchiha intensified his exploitation of the Tailed Beast's power. His red armor, already corrupted by the Nine-Tails' power, once again emitted a bloodthirsty aura.

The nine-tailed fox in the sea of ​​consciousness danced with joy, saying, "Go ahead and lend it to me, I won't say a word!"

"Nisuchi!"

The white longsword in his hand flashed with red light, carrying a strong power of the tailed beast, and slashed fiercely at Shamon.

"Bang! Bang!"

Although he managed to block Madara Uchiha's attack, he was still sent flying several meters away, crashing into a protruding rock wall.

"That's so lame!"

Madara Uchiha chuckled smugly, the red on his body becoming even more intense than before, and his aura growing increasingly violent.

"Oh no, that guy has been infected by the stinky fox's power. Be careful."

Shukaku, who had been helping Shamon fight, looked at Uchiha Madara not far away with a wary expression. This reincarnation of Indra had also been tricked and fooled by that stinky fox.

His mind was in turmoil.

Shamon shook his head, his gaze falling on Madara Uchiha's compound eyes, which were flashing red and yellow. If Madara were in his normal state, he probably wouldn't have much of a chance of winning.

However, now that his opponent's mind is in turmoil, he has a chance to defeat Uchiha Madara.

"Again! Again!"

Madara Uchiha, acting like a madman, wielded his longsword with ferocious power, the overflowing sword energy slicing through everything on the battlefield. He had become a human reaper, his eyes now fixed solely on the black-clad general.

Seeing this, Shamon slowly raised the samurai sword in his hand. He looked like a floating duckweed in the rain, yet he was like a pillar of strength. Facing Uchiha Madara's sharp sword aura, he easily dodged the deadly blue light by sidestepping.

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

Then, seizing the opportunity, he thrust his katana at Madara Uchiha's face, but unfortunately, Madara narrowly dodged it. The two then resumed their battle, the crisp sound of metal ringing out continuously.

"This is not good."

Having witnessed the entire battle between the two, Tobirama Senju's expression gradually darkened.

"Teacher, what did you say?"

Upon hearing Tobirama Senju's words, the F6 members immediately surrounded him.

"Didn't you guys notice anything?"

Even now, Tobirama Senju, the white-haired man, is still playing the riddle-maker, throwing the question to the F6, then looking at his disciples with a slight frown, waiting for their answer.

"I think Lord Kagefusa is about to win. That black tanuki is just a grasshopper in autumn; it won't last long."

Danzo scratched his head, looking at his classmates who were frowning beside him. Eager to show off, he was the first to raise his hand and said some pretty but meaningless words.

"Tsk!"

Upon hearing this answer, Tobirama Senju clicked his tongue in disapproval. Danzo, seeing the indifference and disappointment in his teacher's eyes, clenched his buttocks tightly in fear.

Danzo, feeling as if he had lost his parents, secretly vowed that if the teacher asked a question again in the future, he would never be the first to raise his hand.

"Lord Kagefusa has been dragged into that Black Knight's scheme. If he doesn't wake up in time, there may be consequences."

After pondering for a long time, Hiruzen Sarutobi finally spoke up after Danzo finished answering, offering his own perspective. His slightly worried expression clearly revealed his pessimistic view of Madara Uchiha's current situation.

"Um."

Upon hearing a reasonably satisfactory answer, Tobirama Senju nodded imperceptibly, and his gaze toward Hiruzen Sarutobi held a hint of approval, which made Danzo, who was secretly heartbroken, feel even more bitter and embarrassed.

I think

I think

"I"

The others also shared their opinions, but they were all similar to Hiruzen Sarutobi's answer, and Tobirama Senju nodded slightly in agreement.

"The clan chief's condition is not quite right."

Uchiha Kagami, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke with a frown. Upon hearing this, Tobirama Senju's eyes flashed with a strange light.

"Mirror, tell me."

"Although the clan leader is a battle maniac, he always has his own set of tactics. He pursues elegant combat and would never use swordsmanship that is as wild and unorthodox as a tortoise's fist."

Pointing at Madara Uchiha, who was wildly wielding his longsword on the battlefield, Kagami Uchiha succinctly revealed the reason behind it all.

"Yes, I suspect he's gone berserk."

Having fought Madara Uchiha for so many years, Tobirama Senju had long since thoroughly studied his arch-rival.

The other person used to pursue aesthetically pleasing battles and constantly talked about "dancing," but now they just keep saying "shine" (a vulgar expression). The style is clearly different.

Such an ugly fighting style is something Madara Uchiha could never do.

"Rampage?"

Upon hearing this unfamiliar term, the F6 members immediately exchanged bewildered glances, then all turned to Tobirama Senju, awaiting his reply.

"Tailed Beast Riders have always been at risk of going berserk, as documented in numerous intelligence reports. However, no one expected that Madara Uchiha would one day go berserk as well."

The information collected by Tobirama Senju clearly marked the records of each Tailed Beast Rider's rampage, with the Tailed Beast Riders from Kirigakure and Iwagakure going berserk the most times.

After going berserk, the Tailed Beast Riders will be controlled by the evil thoughts of the Tailed Beast's chakra, gradually becoming slaves to power, and eventually having their bodies taken over by the Tailed Beast's consciousness.

"Something's not right. Logically, Yin Release chakra should be able to counteract the corruption of Tailed Beast chakra. How could Madara Uchiha, who possesses the Mangekyou Sharingan, be affected?"

This puzzled Tobirama Senju greatly. According to records, the higher the purity of Yin Release chakra, the easier it was to resist the erosion of Tailed Beast chakra.

The Sharingan is considered the king of kings among Yin Release techniques. Logically speaking, even if Madara Uchiha were to attach another tailed beast, he shouldn't have any trouble.

"Is it possible that the Nine-Tails also possesses highly refined Yin Release chakra?"

A mocking voice rang in his ears. Tobirama Senju turned around and looked at the blue and red rabbit knight who had somehow sat down near them. He frowned and asked, "..."

"Even if Kurama's Yin Release skills are impressive, Madara Uchiha is no pushover."

Madara Uchiha had the feat of controlling four tailed beasts in one go, so how could a mere Nine-Tails possibly bewitch him?

"The situation is different. Back then, the Nine-Tails was wild, but now it's kept in captivity."

You'd be extremely wary of stray dogs, but would you be so cautious around your own husky?

This was also due to Madara Uchiha's own carelessness. He thought that Kurama was just a pet that he could easily control, so he relaxed his guard against it, which gave the other party an opportunity to take advantage of him when he was in the most critical moment of the battle.

"Nishiuchi! Nishiuchi! Nishiuchi!"

Madara Uchiha, now completely insane, had a vertical beastly eye subtly emerging from the tomoe in his eyes, precisely dividing the patterns within them and radiating a savage aura.

"It's done! Almost done! All these years of enduring hardship and biding my time have been worth it; this is the moment I've been waiting for!"

In the space of consciousness, Kurama trembled with excitement, recalling its past of being exploited and enslaved by Uchiha Madara. It was about to overthrow Madara, and its heart was filled with pleasure.

Over the years, Kurama (the Nine-Tails) has lived a life of endurance and humiliation. While maintaining a smiling demeanor towards Madara Uchiha, it has been secretly plotting a long-term revenge plan.

"Hmph~ Once I take over your body, I'll make sure you lose all face!"

Kurama recalled how Madara Uchiha often used his Kunjutsu as a joke, and it secretly vowed to make that despicable human pay the price.

"Bang!"

The black-clad general dodged Madara Uchiha's frenzied attacks by sidestepping, his katana seemingly alive, deftly bypassing the attacks and thrusting towards his wide-open lower back.

"Rip~"

After fighting for so long, Madara Uchiha finally got injured. The soft armor on his waist could not withstand the sharp blade of the God of War and was cut open with a wound more than a foot long. However, what was surprising was that this fresh wound was already almost healed.

"hateful!"

Madara Uchiha's compound eyes were completely covered by the crimson of the Nine-Tails' chakra. His heart was filled with nothing but the desire to kill, and his movements became increasingly chaotic.

"How can we restore the clan chief to health?"

The conversation between Tobirama Senju and Gin Uchiha was overheard by the F6 members. When Kagami Uchiha heard his clan leader go berserk, he was so anxious that his eyes turned red. Regardless of whether they were familiar with each other, he went straight to the legendary Emperor Knight.

"Oh?"

Gin glanced at his nephew, then pondered for a moment and decided to give back to the public for free. He then spoke up.

"It's simple, just go up there and take off his belt."

"cut!"

Those around who were listening intently rolled their eyes. If they could pull off Madara Uchiha's belt, what would become of Konoha's Kage?

"Is there anything more practical?"

Uchiha Kagami, having given up hope, asked another question, and to his surprise, Uchiha Gin nodded with an air of seriousness.

"have."

"Huh? Please let me know, I would be very grateful."

"The previous answer has already been given out for free, please don't push your luck."

With a wave of his hand, Uchiha Gin righteously opened his pocket and began to give a frantic hint.

Seeing this, the five members of F6 instinctively turned their gazes to Uchiha Kagami, their meaning self-evident.

"Take these, if it's not enough, I can give you an IOU in my uncle's name."

The matter was of great importance, and Uchiha Kagami didn't have time to think too much. He handed over the gold bars in his inventory to Uchiha Gin, and, fearing that the other party would be dissatisfied, immediately made a solemn promise.

"Okay, okay~"

Looking at the gold brick that had come back to him again, Uchiha Gin was speechless.

Filial piety breeds strength, Jingzai, you're becoming more and more filial!

"Since you're so filial, I'll tell you another way to stop this rampage."

After carefully putting away the gold brick, Uchiha Gin looked thoughtful, then stroked his chin and spoke.

"In addition to using pure Yin Release chakra to defend against the erosion of Tailed Beast chakra, it can also use extremely pure Yang Release chakra to suppress Tailed Beast chakra."

"Ah! Yang Release?"

"Then it's hopeless."

The group was stunned for a moment, then their faces showed despair. It wasn't a secret that Madara Uchiha lacked Yang Release chakra; now their last resort was blocked.

Are they just supposed to watch Madara Uchiha be toyed with by Kurama?

"Is the heavens decreeing the destruction of Konoha?"

A hint of pain flashed in Tobirama Senju's eyes.

The First Hokage lies on his sickbed, his fate uncertain. The appointed Second Hokage, through carelessness, has been infected by the evil thoughts of the Tailed Beasts. If things continue like this, the two great mountains of Konoha will collapse simultaneously, leaving only him, the village head, to hold on alone.

When there's really no one else available, should we let that curly-haired guy take over?

The terrifying thought had barely formed when Tobirama Senju saw Kamen Rider Decade suddenly cover his faceplate.

"Achoo! Some treacherous subject is plotting against me?"

(End of this chapter)