Uchiha's Counterattack

Chapter 573 Let's End Here
Sprites are monsters from another world that can penetrate the human heart, play with the power of the human mind, and suck human emotions as food.

Liudao Madara's life level is much higher than the power of monsters, so it stands to reason that it is impossible for monsters to find the gap in his mind and invade him.But what is unexpected is that Quanna's death is an unforgettable pain for Madara in his life, and this sadness has not faded with the passage of time, just as Madara himself said until his death.

[The only thing left to me after my brother's death is this unparalleled pupil power...and the abyss-like hatred. ]
Therefore, the stronger Madara is, the less he will forget the past.

...Originally, the Uchiha clan is a clan that is obsessed with love and goes crazy for it. The deeper the obsessive love, the more obvious the side effects, and the more extreme the emotion, the stronger the power of awakening.This powerful feeling will eventually become a bondage to the bereaved, following him like a curse for life.

So in the world made by sprites, the moment Rokudo Madara saw his younger brother, his heart was still shaken, and it was this wavering of one ten-millionth of a second that allowed Obito to take advantage of the emptiness.

- Strange.

Spots, after all, spots.

With a strong will and almost invincible strength, it is impossible for him to be defeated on the spiritual level like Tsunade or others. It would be better to say that he is just using sprites to see his inner weakness.Of course, the sprite's ability to peep and manipulate people's hearts did make Madara a disadvantage, but in the face of absolute strength, this trick is meaningless.

In the dark space, except for the initial surprise and bewilderment, Rokudo Madara regained his sanity almost in the blink of an eye.

--Snapped!

Rokudao Madara grabbed Quan Na's neck with such a huge force that it seemed that his neck would be broken in the next second.

Liudao Madara said with disdain on his face: "Is that all? After spending so much effort, this is the only way to go? What a pathetic man, a man who lives in the gutter even confuses me for a minute You can’t even do it. Sure enough, that’s your limit, Obito.”

As soon as the words were finished, there was a bang, and Liudao Madara snapped and snapped the neck of his "brother".

For this inner product that looks like a younger brother, Rokudo Madara never showed any extra emotion from the beginning to the end.His heart is really too strong, stronger and colder than steel.After killing the counterfeit neatly, Liudao Madara didn't even have the interest to take another look.

"The incompetent."

Six Dao Madara said coldly.

If he was using his dead brother to confuse him, it would be more practical to pretend to be Senju Hashirama to provoke him.Liudaoban will never forget the guilt of his younger brother, but he will never forget that his younger brother's will and spirit are stored in his own pair of samsara eyes. If the eyes can see everything, then his younger brother's soul and resentment will also be with him. exist.

However, what Liudao Madara didn't expect was that his neck also clicked afterward, twisting 180° and breaking in a strange way.

Rokudao Madara frowned, and put his hands back on his head to return to its original position.

It was nothing more than a broken neck and spine, and this level of injury was nothing at all.

However, as the corpse under his feet gradually sank into the black lake, the mirror under the lake absorbed this force.

This feeling is very strange.Rokudao Madara lightly stroked his chest, feeling a dull pain in his heart, as if something precious was gradually disappearing from his inner world.

Suddenly, Liudao Madara raised his head and looked around.

Speaking of...

Who did I kill just now?

Liudaoban blinked, his mind went blank.He remembered that he should have easily killed a certain enemy just now, and it was very simple... like killing a chicken.

But who did he kill?Can't remember at all.

No, it's not possible.

Liudao Madara shook his head and felt that his brain was a little dizzy. He is a body of the Six Paths, and he will never make mistakes in memory.His mental defense and firmness of will are the strongest in the world.

Liudao Madara wanted to recall more, but found that the memory in his mind was blank.He knew that he had killed someone with his own hands, but he couldn't remember who that person was and why he wanted to kill him.

And when Liu Dao Madara was deep in thought, he didn't notice that behind him, the dark lake water seemed to reflect people's hearts.

Something is wrong, there is definitely something wrong there.

Six Dao Madara thought so.

But at this moment, the originally calm water surface became turbulent, and in front of Liudao Madara, a figure rose slowly without any concealment. It was a gentle-looking middle-aged man in red armor and long black hair. The male climbed out of the lake.

He moved his body stiffly and slowly, and when he left the water, it was like crawling out from the depths of Madara's heart.

"...Hashirama?"

Liudao Madara looked at Senshou Bashirama, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, is it this kind of boring method again? No matter how many times you come here, it's meaningless. I have already said that this level of spiritual intrusion cannot be shaken at all. I'm nothing."

Having said that, Rokudao Madara swung out a fist full of confidence.

Snapped!
Liudao Madara was surprised to find that his attack was blocked by the opponent.At this time, Senjujuma, who was as stiff as a zombie, seemed to have come to life. His face was covered with fairy lines, and he raised his head with a vivid angry expression and roared: "——Let the horse come, Uchiha spot!!"

This is……

In the last battle between himself and Zhujian, when he showed himself a complete killing intent and fighting consciousness for the first time, that expression appeared.

In the midst of surprise, a huge Avalokitesvara of Thousand Hands appeared in front of Rokudao Madara. It was obviously just a dark space made by sprites, but the Thousand-handed Pillar Room on the opposite side gave people a living feeling, whether it was the momentum or the power of Chakra. The reaction was exactly the same as in memory, even the expression was the same.

Could it be that this is a way of fighting by extracting fragments of memory in one's own heart and then recreating it?
Liudao Madara thought angrily.

But after Liudao Madara struck out with a lightning strike, the Thousand-handed Pillar Room and the huge Thousand-handed Buddha statue were like collapsed building blocks, shattered into countless smooth pieces with a bang.

There are many fragments of memories reflected in the fragments, including the small river where he and Zhujian met for the first time, the stones reminding each other to run fast, the battle between enemies and blades...

As the flying fragments turned into disappearing spots of light, those precious memories gradually disappeared in Rokudao Madara's mind.He soon couldn't remember who he had fought with, who he had become life-and-death friends with, and who Zeng Jin was chasing after the man who finally surpassed him.

What remains in Liudao Madara's heart, which has been standing there blankly, is only the residual rhyme after the memory disappears.

And the unspeakable in the chest...

Hollow.

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(End of this chapter)