If you don't want to unify the ninja world, why are you crying about the ninja village system?

As Konan left, Nagato's expression suddenly became heavy.

"Who are you?"

Nagato asked in a hoarse and low voice.

He was sitting in the Shura Road machine at the moment. The moment people came, he felt that he was tied up and unable to move.

Due to the overdraft from losing the Ten-Tails and the consumption of one of the Rinnegan, his physical condition had changed significantly.

The once skinny and lifeless body now seemed to have a glimmer of life.

Although still skinny, his face was no longer as pale as before, but had more of a living air.

"Is this the price for overusing the Rinnegan? It's just a small technique, but now you don't even have the strength to resist or turn around? ...Hehe."

Madara spoke nonchalantly.

"Who am I? I am the leader of the Moon Eye Project."

"Uchiha Madara." Madara replied calmly.

Hearing this name, Nagato's pupils suddenly contracted.

"So it's you..." Nagato's voice was a little shocked.

Uchiha Madara smiled slightly: "Obito, it seems that he plays me quite well."

"I didn't expect you to come to my place..."

Nagato said while panting.

He knew through Itachi that Madara had been resurrected by the Impure World Reincarnation, but he didn't expect that his first step would be to come to him.

"You gave my eyes to Hashirama without my permission. You really disappoint me."

"That guy Hashirama... he's incompetent and stupid."

"Now, give me back my other eye. It's a good thing you didn't give him both of them."

There was no doubt in Madara's words, and also a hint of luck.

"Your eyes? Impossible! These are my eyes!"

"My eyes, I can give them to anyone I want! Besides, for someone like you, it would be better to destroy them than to give them to you!"

Nagato gritted his teeth and stared at Madara with his one eye.

He could feel that his body had a strong reaction when this man came.

Now, his body was so weak that he could hardly say another word.

Uchiha Madara looked at Nagato in front of him, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

He once thought that Nagato was a tool that could be used, but now it seems that this tool...he found one with flesh and blood.

"Nagato, you and I have never had any contact. I don't understand why you are so resistant to me."

"But it doesn't matter anymore."

"Go in peace, Nagato."

Uchiha Madara said softly, "Your mission has been completed. Next, I will lead this world into a new future."

After saying that, Nagato felt his entire body being bound and entangled.

"Black Zetsu??? You...when will you?!"

There was a hint of panic in Nagato's voice.

Unfortunately, he soon found that his body was out of control.

The Rinnegan belongs to Madara, so he naturally has the means to counter it.

At this time, Nagato's Rinnegan was not a help but a burden.

As for Black Zetsu...

As the bloodline of the Otsutsuki clan, although he cannot restrain Nagato's Rinnegan, he also knows certain ways to use it. In addition, there is Madara's control, so Black Zetsu has long since merged with Nagato without anyone noticing.

This is also how Madara prevents the Rinnegan from being destroyed.

after all...

Although these eyes have infinite power, if they are not protected, a kunai can easily destroy them.

"Do not..."

Nagato looked desperate.

The Hidden Rain Village has just been invaded, and now the ninja world is at the most critical moment!

You can't die!

but...

His hands were already forming seals uncontrollably.

He knew what it was the moment it was printed.

The art of reincarnation!

He still wants to resurrect himself!

There are too many limitations to the filthy body! If he resurrects, there will be endless troubles!

Can...

Isn’t his resurrection a good thing?

With an additional force stronger than myself, the probability of my world being successfully invaded will be much smaller, right?

Can...

I’m really unwilling!

Nagato was conflicted, but had no way to resist.

He struggled slightly inwardly, but soon gave up resisting.

Resistance is meaningless, and the other party, like himself, hopes for peace in the entire ninja world.

Although their methods are different, they both desire the same result.

There is no point in discussing peace now. We should resist foreign enemies first!

Perhaps this battle can allow everyone to work together as one?

A revolving lantern of thoughts began to flash through Nagato's mind.

He thought of the war when he was a child, when Yahiko took him to steal food and got beaten, and when he met Jiraiya, he learned ninjutsu and had the ability to protect himself...

Madara looked at Nagato in front of him. Although his face was expressionless, there were some ripples in his heart.

How many people have died in the ninja world for the sake of peace?

But what about peace?

Where is peace?? !!

If there really is a place where eternal peace can be created...

Maybe letting them accept this world is also a good choice.

But a place like that...

Really?

You know...even at my peak, I didn't have that kind of confidence...

The Samsara Technique was activated, and the powerful vitality force surged out of Nagato's body and penetrated into Madara's body like a surging tide.

Madara stared quietly ahead with a fiery light flashing in his eyes. As the Samsara Technique continued to be activated, he could clearly feel that his body, which had been traumatized and almost disappeared from the world, was undergoing miraculous changes bit by bit.

Those bones that were originally incomplete and seemed like they would turn into nothingness at any time began to slowly cohere together again. Each white bone seemed to be endowed with the power of life and gradually regained its former toughness and strength.

Those meridians that had once dried up and broken seemed to be moisturized and repaired, with fresh blood flowing again. The red liquid seemed to carry endless vitality as it happily rushed through his body.

What made Madara feel most comfortable was that his lost flesh and blood was now growing again at an incredible speed and covering his filthy body. The delicate and elastic skin seemed to be the most precious gift given to him by God, covering his reborn skeleton layer by layer.

When the last bit of power of the Rinnegan Technique was injected into his body, Madara finally completed this great transformation. He suddenly raised his head and let out an earth-shaking laugh. That laughter was mixed with joy, madness and disdain for fate, as if he had broken free from all constraints and became the true master of this world.

“Hahahaha… This is an unprecedented feeling, this kind of power that is constantly gathering!!… This kind of power, this is the power that truly belongs to me!”

There was a gleam of excitement in his eyes.

Then, without hesitation, he bit his own arm, and blood gushed out immediately.

However, surprisingly, the wound did not continue to bleed, but after just a few moments, it healed completely at an incredible speed.

A satisfied smile appeared on Madara's face, he knew very well that he had mastered this powerful force.

He looked closely at Black Zetsu, his eyes revealing an indescribable majesty and confidence.

Then he slowly nodded towards Black Zetsu.