Uchiha's Counterattack

Monsters are monsters from another world that have the power to penetrate people's hearts, play with the power of human souls, and suck human emotions as food.

Six Paths Madara's life level is much higher than the power of sprites. Logically speaking, it is impossible for sprites to find the gap in his soul and invade him. But what is unexpected is that Izuna's death is something that Madara will never forget in his life.

The pain, this sadness did not fade with the passage of time, just as Madara himself said before his death.

[After my brother died, all he left to me was this unparalleled eye power... and an abyss of hatred.]

Therefore, the stronger Madara becomes, the less he will forget the past.

...Originally, the Uchiha clan is a clan obsessed with love and crazy about it. The deeper the persistent love, the more obvious the side effects. The more extreme the feelings, the more powerful the awakening power. This powerful feeling will eventually

It will become a bondage for the person who has lost his beloved, and will follow him throughout his life like a curse.

Therefore, in the world created by the Demon King, Liu Dao Madara was still shaken in his heart the moment he saw his younger brother, and it was this shake of one millionth of a second that allowed Obito to take advantage of the opportunity.

——That’s weird.

Spots are spots after all.

With his strong will and nearly invincible strength, it is impossible for him to be defeated mentally like Tsunade or others. It would be better to say that he is just using the monster to see his inner weakness. Of course, the monster peeks

And the power to control people's hearts did make Madara suffer a loss, but in the face of absolute strength, this kind of trick is completely meaningless.

In the dark space, apart from the initial surprise and confusion, Six Paths Madara returned to his senses almost in the blink of an eye.

--Snapped!

Madara Liudao grabbed Izuna's neck, and the huge force seemed to break his neck in the next second.

Liu Daoban said with disdain: "Is that all? After so much effort, you can only achieve this step? What a pathetic man. A man who lives in the gutter can't even confuse me for one minute with his means of survival.

You can't even do it. As expected, this is your limit, Obito."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bang, and Liu Dao Ban quickly broke his "brother's" neck.

For this inner product who looks like his younger brother, Liu Daoban never showed any unnecessary emotion from beginning to end. His heart is really too strong, stronger and colder than steel. After killing the impostor neatly, Liu Daoban

I don't even have the interest to take a second look.

"Incompetent people."

Liu Daoban said coldly.

If you are using your dead brother to confuse yourself, it is more practical to pretend to be Senju Hashirama to provoke yourself. Rokudo Madara will never forget his guilt for his younger brother, but he will never forget his younger brother's will and spirit, so he will keep him.

In these eyes of reincarnation, if the eyes can see everything, then his brother's soul and resentment will also be with him.

However, what Liu Daoban didn't expect was that his neck then made a bang sound, twisted 180° and broke strangely.

Liu Dao Madara frowned and put his head back to its original position with both hands.

It was just a broken neck and spine, and the injuries at this level were nothing at all.

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

This feeling was very strange. Liu Dao Madara touched his chest gently, his heart ached slightly, as if something valuable was gradually disappearing from his inner world.

Suddenly, Liu Daoban raised his head and looked around.

Speaking of which...

Who did I just kill?

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

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

No, this is impossible.

Liu Dao Madara shook his head and felt that his brain was a little dizzy. He was a six-path body and his memory would never go wrong. His mental defense and firmness of will were the strongest in the world.

The more Madara wanted to remember, he found that the memory in his mind was blank. He knew that he had killed someone with his own hands, but who that person was and why he killed him, he couldn't remember no matter how much he thought about it.

And when Liu Daoban was lost in thought, he didn't notice that behind him, the dark lake seemed to reflect the human heart.

Something is wrong, something is definitely wrong.

Six Paths Madara thought so.

And at this moment, the originally calm water surface started to ripple, and a figure slowly rose up in front of Liu Dao Madara. It was a gentle-looking middle-aged man wearing red armor and long black hair.

The man climbed out of the lake.

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

"...Hashirama?"

Liu Dao Madara looked at Senju Hashirama and snorted coldly: "Humph, is it this boring method again? No matter how many times it is done, it is meaningless. I have long said that this level of spiritual invasion cannot be shaken at all.

I don’t have a penny.”

After saying that, Liu Dao Madara punched out confidently.

Snapped!

Liudao Madara was shocked to find that his attack was blocked by the opponent. At this time, Senju Hashirama, who was as stiff as a zombie, seemed to come to life. His face was covered with immortal lines, and he raised his head to reveal

With a vivid expression of anger, he roared: "——Come here, Uchiha Madara!!"

This is……

In the last battle between him and Hashirama, he showed his complete murderous intention and fighting consciousness to him for the first time. This was the expression he showed.

In surprise, a huge Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara appeared in front of Six Paths Madara. It was obviously just a dark space made by monsters, but the Thousand-Armed Hashirama opposite gave people a living feeling, whether it was the momentum or the chakra.

The reactions are exactly the same as in the memory, even the expressions are the same.

Could it be that this is a way of fighting by extracting fragments of one's own inner memories and then recreating them?

Liu Daoban thought angrily.

But after Liu Dao Madara struck out with lightning, Senju Hashirama and the huge Thousand Arms Buddha statue were like collapsed building blocks, shattered into countless smooth fragments with a roar.

Many memory fragments are reflected in the fragments, including the river where he and Hashirama met for the first time, the stone that reminded each other to run quickly, the battle where they turned against each other and turned their swords against each other...

As the flying fragments turned into disappearing points of light, those precious memories gradually disappeared in Liu Dao Madara's mind. Soon he couldn't remember who he had fought with, who he had become friends with in life and death, and who he had become.

Zeng Jin chased the back of the man who finally surpassed him.

What remained in the heart of Liu Dao Madara, who was already standing there blankly, was only the residual rhyme after the memory disappeared.

And the words in my chest...

Hollow.

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