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"Don't get me wrong, I'm just making an analogy." Witt shrugged and said, "I'm not the ruler of the elves, right?" As he spoke, he looked at the Elf King meaningfully.

Without saying a word, the Elf King, Burwell, simply stared at Eriri with a gloomy gaze. He seemed to be enraged, and also seemed to be pondering the feasibility of what Witt had said.

But in the end, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The fact that Her Majesty the Saint came here must mean she has friendly and goodwill towards the elves. You are right, it was Shenwu who made the mistake."

"Tsk, you wimp."

For Witt and Dirrell, who didn't get to see the good show, they were very disappointed.

"Everyone," Bo Xi, the heir of Dolya who had been silent the whole time, said hesitantly, "Should we get down to business? I, I have to go back early."

"Going back to your big-assed mother for dinner?" Dirrell glanced at him and said, "You're still breastfeeding, aren't you?"

"You..." Bo Xi's face turned blue with anger, but he didn't dare to say anything harsh.

He looked very young indeed, perhaps only fourteen or fifteen years old. It seemed a bit too early for him to become an independent heir at this age.

"Alright, everyone." The Elf King, Burwell, seemed reluctant to see such a young man being bullied, and tried to smooth things over, saying, "We really need to get down to business now. Let's talk about the future of the entire Eastern Continent..."

call out.

Before he could finish his words, a streak of light suddenly burst into the hall. Under the gaze of the crowd, the light gradually expanded, eventually transforming into a ball of exploding energy that completely enveloped the entire hall.

728 Obito's Interception

Lazy Kitten: What the hell, you were assassinated?

Illustrator: Yes! But I don't know if it's directed at me or others. Anyway, the situation is really chaotic right now.

At this moment, Yinglili was sitting beside a low bush, gazing at the ruins before her. Who could have imagined that a magnificent elven palace would turn into such a dilapidated scene in the blink of an eye?

"That attack just now was the work of a wizard of at least level eight." Ashley said softly, "I've already notified Claire and Jessica. We're safe now."

"Well, tell them not to come over here for now." Eriri nodded and said calmly, "Too many people will make them a bigger target."

"Tsk, what a remarkable assassination!" Lagaia said, moving ever so slightly closer to Eriri. "I almost didn't get to see my sister."

She wasn't blaming herself for being affected by Eriri, but rather lamenting her good fortune.

Indeed.

If she hadn't brought her own court mage with her on a whim today, she might have been dead by now. But even so, she looked quite embarrassed.

His hair was disheveled and his face was covered in dust.

"Damn it, damn it Burwell!" Dirrell's rough voice rang out from not far away, saying, "You must give me an explanation, you must!"

"Ah, what bad luck." Hearing that this guy was still so full of energy, Lagaia sighed in dissatisfaction. "Such a perfect assassination didn't kill him yet."

"Do you really want him to die?" Ying Lili asked curiously.

"Of course, everyone in the entire Eastern Continent wants to." Lagaia shrugged and said, "But unfortunately, this guy has a tough life."

Hard life?

Eriri was a little curious about this, but she didn't ask any more questions. After all, she wasn't very familiar with the woman in front of her, so asking too many questions wouldn't be appropriate.

"I'm sorry, we the elves bear the primary responsibility for this incident." After a moment, Burwell, who was the host of the talks, finally reappeared.

Like Eriri and Ashley, he didn't appear to be injured, but his clothes had been completely changed, and even his hair had been re-combed.

How much does this guy care about his image?

Seeing him like this, Eriri complained internally. With such a big thing happening, he actually had time to change his clothes?

However, despite her complaints, she did not think that the other party was the mastermind behind the incident.

After all, she had just seen clearly that when the light exploded, he really wanted to use his body to block the magic. But then, he was completely flung away by the exploding energy.

If Eriri hadn't been quick enough to give him a ghost path as a buffer, this guy would have been dead. If he was really the mastermind behind this, this wouldn't have been necessary.

Unless, everything he did was just acting. But why bother acting so hard?

"You bastard, you can't just take responsibility for this!" Dirrell tried to grab the man by the collar, but Burwell cleverly dodged him. "My Chief Consul, all my brains are dead!"

"I can compensate you with elf brew," Burwell said calmly.

"Five hundred cars!" Dirrell reported a number.

"can."

Burwell nodded slightly, and Dirrell finally smiled with satisfaction.

Damn, that's disgusting.

This scene made Eriri feel like vomiting, and she turned her attention back to the group chat. She finally understood why Lagaia said everyone wanted Dirrell dead, because until he died, he would continue to emit a disgusting aura.

Hatchet Girl: Ah Lijiang, be careful, don’t let anything capsize in the ditch.

The illustrator said: "I didn't capsize, but I'm a little nauseous. Damn, this world really has any disgusting thing that can become the emperor."

Curly-haired boy:?

The illustrator of the book: For 500 carts of liquor, he can put a price tag on his capable subordinate. I am so impressed!

Scarlet Snake Fairy: You know he's the emperor. Isn't the emperor's purpose to pursue political interests? In the eyes of the emperor, everything can be used as a bargaining chip, including their daughter.

Lazy Kitten: Yes! They even call it a marriage alliance. I’m so disgusted!

This is an actor: if you don't want to get involved in this political game, then just flip the table. There's no need to constrain yourself to rules and frameworks, and there's no need to suppress yourself.

Illustrator: Yeah, but it's not time yet. I also want to test my own limits.

Foul-mouthed man: Girl, I think your patience is just throwing garbage into the group.

Book Artist: Shut the fuck up! Hey, did Ah Ban reconcile with that Reincarnator?

On the screen before Eriri, Uchiha Madara, having summoned the Nine-Tails, was facing the Five Kage and a host of elite ninjas. The Samsara Yoel stood not far away, leisurely admiring this authentic ninja battle.

Skirt Upskirt Maniac: It's not a reconciliation, just that their fight will be temporarily postponed.

Miss Beaver: The five Kage were beaten so badly that they had almost no power to fight back.

Curly-haired boy: Of course, just the Nine-Tails alone is enough for them to handle. Madara hasn't even unleashed Susanoo or the Power Susanoo yet.

Wig: And Wood Release.

Hatchet Girl: It’s a bit too much that the other group of reincarnations didn’t come up to help.

Lazy Kitten: It's funny to rely on these people. It's a blessing that they don't backstab me.

Roar.

In the live broadcast room, the Nine-Tailed Fox once again whipped the Fourth Raikage away with its tail, and let out a deafening roar.

"The so-called Five Kage are only this level." Uchiha Madara looked at the scene in front of him calmly and said in a calm tone: "It's really disappointing."

"Lord Madara, I'm here." Suddenly, a White Zetsu emerged from the ground. He held the container containing the Rinnegan in his hand and grinned, "The plan went smoothly."

"You did a good job." Uchiha Madara nodded lightly and was about to reach out to take it. But at this moment, with White Zetsu's right hand as the axis, the surrounding air suddenly twisted in a vortex.

pat.

White Zetsu's entire arm was sucked into the distorted space. Uchiha Madara saw Obito's figure through the ripples of space. His entire face suddenly turned black.

729 Obito and Madara

"It seems you didn't expect me to show up at this time." The ripples in space gradually spread out, and Uchiha Obito stood in his own Kamui space and looked at Uchiha Madara.

"Hand over the Rinnegan and I can still forgive you." Uchiha Madara said coldly with a gloomy face.

"Forgive me?" Uchiha Obito scoffed and crushed the Rinnegan container in his hand. He grabbed the Rinnegan that fell out and said in a mocking tone, "I'm so sorry, I don't need your forgiveness."

The ripples in space gradually subsided, and Obito's figure was obscured again.

"It seems you've been tricked." Li York walked slowly to Uchiha Madara's side and chuckled, "Are you very angry?"

"Is my performance that obvious?" Uchiha Madara looked at him, and his originally gloomy face had now returned to normal.

No, to say he'd returned to normal wasn't quite right. Rather, his expression at that moment was quite intriguing. It even seemed to hint at a hint of sarcasm.

Was his anger just an act?

Li York was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became more interested in how things would develop next.

And at this moment in the Shenwei space.

Obito had taken off the mask on his face and installed two Rinnegan into his eye sockets.

puff.

Instantly, without the support of the Mangekyō Samsara Eye, the Kamui space crumbled. Obito reappeared before everyone, his two wavy, lavender pupils gleaming with an eerie light.

"You, you are... Obito?" Kakashi recognized the other person's identity instantly and his face was full of surprise.

"Hmph! You only realized it now?" Obito glanced at his former best friend and sneered, "Have you become insensitive, or have you realized it a long time ago... but simply don't want to admit it?"

"Why?" Kakashi couldn't understand. Why did the kind and peace-loving Obito become like this?

"You should ask yourself this question." Obito said calmly with a cold expression, "What did you do in the Hidden Mist Village fifteen years ago?"

Fifteen years ago…

Kakashi was stunned and asked in astonishment: "Where were you at that time?"

"Yes, I was there." Obito sneered, his expression gradually twisted. "I saw you pierce Rin's heart with my own eyes."

silence.

Kakashi fell silent, his expression etched with self-blame. The dust-covered wound was uncovered, revealing the bloody truth. This caused Kakashi immense pain, so much so that it was almost difficult to breathe.

"Of course, I know you want to say that it was all a conspiracy of the Hidden Mist Village. Moreover, it was Rin's own wish." Obito looked at him coldly and sneered: "But I don't care about these reasons. I just saw the fact that you killed Rin. Now all I have to do is to create a world with Rin!"

"What did you say?" Kakashi suddenly looked up, his expression stunned.

"Moon Eye Project." Uchiha Madara Obito's expression returned to calm, and he said frankly: "I will become the Ten-Tails Jinchūriki and cast the power of Tsukuyomi on the moon. From then on, everyone in the world will fall into an infinitely beautiful dream, and Rin will be resurrected!"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Let the whole world fall into a dream?"

"Hey, this isn't pretty!"

Obito's words made all the ninjas present feel horrified and their faces changed drastically.

"If you want to stop me, come and try." Obito's expression was cold and arrogant, and his eyes focused on Uchiha Madara. "Including you, Madara."

"Stop it?" Uchiha Madara crossed his arms and said calmly, "Why should I stop it? Don't forget, kid. I was the one who originally proposed the Moon Eye Project. I am the real initiator of this project."

"Oh. You actually compromised?" Obito looked a little surprised, then suddenly realized. "Well, in this situation, what can you do even if you don't compromise? You're just a dead man now."

"Compromise?" Uchiha Madara's lips curled up in a mocking expression. "Kid, I've taught you for so many years. It seems you still don't understand me very well."

"What?" Obito frowned, instinctively feeling that something was wrong.

"Compromise is not in my dictionary." Raising his arms, Uchiha Madara formed hand seals. "I do intend to continue with the Moon Eye Project, but I will be the only one leading this project!"

hum.

Obito's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and his entire body froze in an instant.

"I'll teach you one last time, little brat." Uchiha Madara grinned coldly, "Don't reveal your true feelings easily before you're completely sure you have everything under control. Because that could turn you into a clown and a laughing stock!"

"You..." Obito finally understood that the other party had left a backup plan in his body from the beginning.

Just as he was desperately trying to break free from the feeling of restraint in his heart, a black shadow gradually climbed up his body, completely covering half of his body.

"I'm so sorry, Madara-sama." Black Zetsu controlled Obito and spoke slowly, his voice apologetic: "I seem to be late."

"No, now is the time." Uchiha Madara retracted his palm and said calmly: "Let's start."

"As you wish, Madara-sama." As Black Zetsu finished speaking, Obito's body began to move. He unconsciously stretched out his hands and slowly formed hand seals.

"What is he going to do?"

"I always feel like something bad is going to happen!"

"Stop him! Quick!"

Seeing Obito like this, all the ninjas felt something was wrong. They raised their feet and were about to charge towards him, but were stopped by a huge hand flashing red light.

"Sorry, this road is blocked." Li York curled his lips, a smile on his face. "Please don't disturb my enjoyment of watching the show."

"You bastard!" The hot-tempered Raikage cursed, clenched his fist and attacked the giant hand. But the giant hand swatted him away like a fly.