Chapter 133 Alternative
"Oh no! Oh no! Our plan to bring Nagato here has failed, Madara-sama!"
Deep in the darkness, only a few dying flames flickered on the candlesticks. A black and white humanoid monster with a head like a pitcher plant emerged from the ground like a person floating from the bottom of the water. As soon as it appeared, the white side screamed and shouted in panic.
The dark space was cold and silent. The light from the candlelight was reflected in the empty and dark surroundings. The swaying shadows were like ghosts.
A candle suddenly began to sway, as if floating in the air, and drifted towards the black and white humanoid monster. Along with the candlelight came a face full of wrinkles and old age.
"Hanzo is dead! The people of the Hidden Mist Village are also dead. Nagato is still there." The moment White Zetsu saw the old man appear, his cheerful tone became steady.
A mass of pitch-black substance separated from the humanoid monster, turned into a ball of liquid, and flowed along the ground into the old man's shadow.
"Has Nagato already mastered the Rinnegan to this extent?"
The old man, leaning on a cane, hunched over, holding a candle in one hand, looked up at Bai Zetsu, whose half body was still on the ground. His gray hair covered one of the old man's eyes, and the remaining three magatama Sharingan was slowly rotating in the eye socket.
There was no fluctuation in Uchiha Madara's tone, he spoke calmly, as if he was stating a straightforward statement.
"No, it was Uchiha Shisui who did it!" With only half of his face shown, White Zetsu made it clear that he was laughing. "That Hanzo was killed by Uchiha Shisui himself. But Nagato was also very powerful, he dealt with that Karatachi Yagura from Kirigakure."
"Is there an Uchiha descendant who can take out Hanzo?"
"There's more than that! That Uchiha Shisui has opened the same eyes as yours." Black Zetsu reported, sticking half of his body out from Uchiha Madara's shadow.
Unlike the eccentric White Zetsu, Black Zetsu gives people the impression of being steady and calm. In addition, for some special reasons, his words are naturally more valued and trusted by Uchiha Madara.
"So that's how it is. There's one more pair of Mangekyō in this world." After listening to Black Zetsu's report, Uchiha Madara was no longer as cold as a dying, lifeless person. His expression revealed some interest.
Although he no longer values the Mangekyō Sharingan, the younger generation who can open this pair of eyes are at least not mediocre. And with the Mangekyō Sharingan, it is not difficult to get rid of a ninja who has lost his faith and dares to shrink in his own nest waiting to decay.
"Don't resist me!"
The three-magatama Sharingan magatama in Uchiha Madara's eye socket spun rapidly, using illusion to enter White Zetsu's consciousness. As an old man, he was trying his best to avoid using any power.
Because for him now, using strength, or doing something more intense, would mean bringing a heavy burden to his lingering body. The consequence would be that his remaining life would be shortened.
It is precisely because of this that Uchiha Madara hid in this underground cave and created White Zetsu and Black Zetsu to serve as his eyes and tools to implement his plans.
Unless necessary, he only needs to endure some of White Zetsu's nagging to obtain the intelligence information they collected when they went out, but if he encounters information that interests him or cares about, he will also use the Sharingan to use illusion to read White Zetsu's memory.
Just like right now!
Salamander in the well.
Susano no Nagato and Karujutsu Yagura.
Everything that happened in Anker Bandian fell into Uchiha Madara's sight in every detail, like a fast-forwarded movie.
In the end, Nagato used the Hungry Ghost Path to devour all of Karatachi Yagura's chakra, and an arrow hit Hanzo's heart.
Uchiha Madara's body retreated a bit, and soon, a white vortex-faced White Zetsu, as agile as a blooming petal, wrapped Uchiha Madara completely into its empty interior, and then closed it. It was like wearing a white armor, with only a Sharingan exposed.
hooligan.
One of the special clones of White Zetsu. It can wrap around a person like armor, and can use the abilities of the person being wrapped, while also enhancing the person's overall abilities.
Even if you are seriously injured and have missing limbs, as long as you are possessed by Ah Fei, you can gain mobility and considerable combat power.
The candlelight retreated with the old man, finally stopping in front of a wooden seat.
When Uchiha Madara turned around, he revealed a bunch of cumbersome and redundant pipes connected to his back. One end of the pipe was connected to Uchiha Madara's body, and the other end, with the reflection of the candlelight, revealed a dark, indistinct giant figure.
"Your body is getting weaker and weaker, Lord Madara." Black Zetsu looked at the weak Uchiha Madara and said with a worried tone.
"I know, so I need an implementer who inherits my will and plan. Originally, the best candidate would be Nagato, but he is still immersed in his partners and naive fake games. He cannot understand my philosophy."
Uchiha Madara's voice could hardly conceal the weakness and powerlessness of his life coming to an end. "The Rain Country was supposed to let him see the cruelty of the world..."
"Since Nagato has failed! Go to Konoha! Find me a child from the new generation of Uchiha who is emotionally strong and stubborn enough.
Also, go find Danzo! Doesn’t he want Wood Release Bloodline? I can help him.”
"Are we going to Konoha? But many of my clones disappeared inside Konoha." Bai Zetsu's tone was very distressed.
His ability to hide is very strong. He has mastered the art of mayfly, which allows him to merge his body with the earth's vegetation, and then move to any place at high speed by intervening in the organic network such as the roots of plants and groundwater flows in the ground.
It is also possible to cut off all breath during the activation of the ninjutsu.
Logically speaking, unless he exposes himself voluntarily, it would be difficult for the ninjas in the ninja world to accurately capture his existence.
As long as he could bypass the barriers of the five major ninja villages, he could come and go freely as if he was entering and leaving his own home, just like a non-existent ghost.
But Konoha is different now. From time to time, some clones will go offline directly, disconnected from the Internet, and can no longer be contacted.
Jue speculated that some of his clones might have been exposed to the ninjas of Konoha, although he still didn't know how they had captured the traces and auras of his clones.
(End of this chapter)