"Sure enough… as long as the Rinnegan is active, you can see my Limbo clones."
Uchiha Madara did not panic.
After all, the moment Namikaze Kirito appeared, Madara had already seen the golden pair of Rinnegan in his eye sockets.
Those who possessed the Rinnegan could see Limbo: Border Jail.
Of course—
Seeing them was one thing.
Dealing with them was another.
Madara's eyes sharpened.
Limbo: Border Jail activated again.
This time, two invisible shadows appeared on either side of Namikaze Kirito and attacked at the same time.
A golden energy barrier suddenly spread around Kirito's body, covering him completely.
The attacks from the two Limbo clones slammed into the barrier and were blocked without leaving the slightest crack.
Madara narrowed his eyes.
"Little brat… I don't know how you awakened the Rinnegan, but how about joining me?"
His voice was calm, yet carried the arrogance of someone who believed the entire world should naturally listen.
"I will bring true peace to the shinobi world."
There was a trace of appreciation in Uchiha Madara's gaze.
Someone capable of stopping his attack had at least earned the qualification to stand beside him.
When the blood-red moon rose into the sky, Madara would not mind allowing the boy to share in the result.
After all—
Who in this world did not long for peace?
However, in the face of Madara's invitation, Namikaze Kirito looked at him as if he were staring at an idiot.
Madara's expression darkened.
"Little brat… what is that look supposed to mean?"
No matter how unconcerned Madara usually was, he could still recognize the ridicule in the other party's eyes.
He had offered cooperation out of goodwill.
Not accepting was one thing.
But mocking him?
"True peace for the shinobi world?"
Kirito's lips curved faintly.
"With you?"
"Heh…"
Madara let out a low laugh.
He assumed the boy simply did not understand his plan.
That was why he could still look at him with such foolish confidence.
"The Eye of the Moon Plan."
Madara raised one hand and pointed toward the Rinnegan in his eyes.
"This is the plan I entrusted to Obito. As long as I possess these eyes…"
His voice became heavier.
"By using the Nine Tailed Beasts to revive the true Ten-Tails, I will obtain enough power to project my eye onto the moon. When that happens, the entire shinobi world will be drawn into a perfect genjutsu."
Madara's tone carried absolute conviction.
"Do not misunderstand. It will be a true dream world. An eternal one."
"Everyone will live forever in the world they desire most."
"No hatred. No war. No loss."
"Can you honestly say that is not peace?"
As he spoke, pride appeared on Uchiha Madara's face.
This was not merely a pursuit of strength.
This was the grand purpose he had chosen after seeing through the cruelty of the shinobi world.
He believed someone like Namikaze Kirito, who also possessed the Rinnegan, should be able to understand.
At their level, simple power no longer had meaning.
What remained was the will to reshape the world.
But to Madara's surprise, even after hearing all of that, Kirito's expression did not change.
The same mocking look remained in his eyes.
Madara's gaze cooled.
"I see. So your vision is still too narrow. You cannot even imagine what kind of change my plan will bring to this world."
Kirito finally spoke softly.
"You really are confident in that plan."
Then he smiled faintly.
"I'll admit, I do agree with one thing you said."
Madara's eyes narrowed.
"But you have it backward."
Kirito looked straight at him.
"The future you see is nothing compared to the future I've already reached."
Madara's expression sank.
Kirito continued without hesitation.
"If what you want is peace for the entire shinobi world, then I've already done it."
"There's no need for your so-called Eye of the Moon Plan."
"As for that future you imagined…"
Kirito gave a quiet laugh.
"Don't make me laugh."
"That isn't peace. It's just your fantasy."
His eyes turned colder.
"And you, Uchiha Madara, are nothing more than a puppet still trapped by a village… no, by an entire world."
"You can't even see the strings wrapped around you, yet you think you can control the fate of everyone else?"
Those words finally struck Madara's nerve.
His gaze became sharp and cold.
"Your so-called world peace is nothing more than playing at being a ruler."
Madara's voice dropped.
"And you dare call me a puppet?"
His chakra surged.
"Then I'll show you the difference between us."
Madara glanced toward Uchiha Fugaku, who was standing nearby.
"Even among Sharingan users, there are differences in power. A vast difference."
His tone was indifferent.
"The same is true for the Rinnegan."
Madara's hands came together.
"Now… feel the power of my eyes."
Behind him, the massive blue Susanoo also formed hand seals.
A moment later, the clear sky suddenly darkened.
The shinobi of the Fantasy Kingdom instinctively raised their heads.
Then they saw it.
A massive meteorite descending from above the clouds.
But instead of fear, many of them showed strange expressions.
Some looked curious.
Some looked familiar with it.
Some even looked like they were thinking—
Isn't this the same kind of move His Majesty used against Kumogakure and Iwagakure before?
Madara's lips curled.
"Heh… let me end this."
"Feel despair. This is true—"
His voice suddenly stopped.
"Hm?"
Madara frowned.
With his pupil power, he could clearly see the expressions of everyone around him.
He could even see the reactions of Konoha and Sunagakure in the distance.
But in the face of his calamity-class ninjutsu—
Tengai Shinsei.
There was no fear on their faces.
More than that, there was even curiosity.
Familiarity.
Madara's eyes narrowed.
How was that possible?
Had someone else used this jutsu before him?
Then he looked at Namikaze Kirito.
The boy was smiling playfully.
Madara immediately understood.
That's right.
If there was anyone in this world capable of using ninjutsu on this scale…
It had to be the brat standing in front of him.
Kirito tilted his head slightly.
"Konoha's Dance King…"
He paused.
Then coughed lightly.
"No. Uchiha Madara."
A faint smile remained on his face.
"I've already shown them this kind of ninjutsu before. So you using it now doesn't really shock anyone."
Madara's face darkened.
Kirito's smile widened.
"Still, since you went through the trouble of showing off…"
He slowly brought his hands together.
"I'll show you something interesting too."
The next instant, countless streams of black mist surged out from behind him.
They spread across the sky like a living abyss.
Watching the darkness expand wider and wider, even Uchiha Madara's eyes showed a trace of disbelief.
"What is this power?"
His voice lowered.
"Even the Rinnegan can't see through it?"
Madara's expression sharpened.
"Impossible. No matter what kind of secret technique it is, in the end, it should still be chakra, nature transformation, or some form of energy."
His eyes locked onto the black mist.
"How can the Rinnegan not see through it?"
Kirito looked at him calmly.
"What's wrong, Madara?"
His voice was quiet, but every word carried weight.
"Are you afraid because something you don't understand appeared in front of you?"
Madara's expression twisted slightly.
"Don't get arrogant, brat."
His voice became colder.
"Even if you can stop the first meteorite, there is still another behind it."
His gaze swept across the battlefield.
"Since you claim to be the ruler of the entire shinobi world, let me see how you protect them all."
Kirito's eyes turned cold.
"Of course."
"You'll see."
The power of the Dark-Dark Fruit erupted completely.
"Dark Release…"
The black mist in the sky expanded violently.
"Dark Sky."
In an instant, endless darkness unfolded above the world.
The entire sky seemed to be swallowed, wrapped in a black canopy that blotted out the heavens.
Just as the name of the technique suggested—
It had become a dark sky.
The meteorite summoned by Tengai Shinsei fell rapidly, crashing toward the black curtain.
But the expected roar never came.
The massive meteorite touched the darkness.
Then—
It disappeared.
No explosion.
No shockwave.
Not even the sound of falling air remained.
Everything was swallowed into that silent black sky.
Madara's pupils contracted.
"Impossible…"
His voice was low at first.
Then it became heavier.
"This is impossible."
For the first time, Uchiha Madara's expression showed something close to madness.
"What kind of power is that?!"
If the enemy had destroyed his meteorite with overwhelming force, Madara could have accepted it.
If they had shattered it, cut it apart, or blasted it away, he would not have been surprised.
But this—
To erase Tengai Shinsei so effortlessly.
To make a meteorite vanish without even a sound.
That was something even Madara could not immediately understand.
And for Uchiha Madara, that was the most unacceptable thing of all.
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