“Am I right? Uchiha Obito!”

Uchiha Itachi slightly gnashed his teeth. He wondered why he had an extremely uncomfortable feeling when he came in contact with this guy. ​​

‘It turns out that he was a fake!’

‘Uchiha Madara was a fake!’

Uchiha Itachi looked calm on the surface, but his heart sank to the bottom.

This Obito, who approached him in the name of Madara, also helped him eliminate the Uchiha clan. What was his purpose?

And if he’s fake, then …

What was the reason behind the destruction of the Uchiha clan? Was there something he didn’t know!?

Uchiha Itachi no longer dared to think about it, but he knew that this space wouldn’t let him and Akatsuki off so easily.

From the first question to the second question, he had discovered it.

The questions from this space were changing from encompassing everyone to specific people.

That was to say, as long as it was related to Akatsuki, many secrets, whether it was the whole shinobi world or individual, would be ruthlessly dug out and made public.

No one could escape it!

This was one of the reasons why he admitted to being a spy so blatantly.

“He’s Uchiha Obito?”

Akatsuki’s eyes shifted from Uchiha Itachi to Uchiha Obito.

They weren’t familiar with Uchiha Obito yet.

In Uchiha Obito’s own words to Pain: It wasn’t time for him to join Akatsuki yet.

Therefore, right now, he hadn’t entered Akatsuki under the disguise of a comical shinobi. After all, Sasori wasn’t dead yet, and his “gyoku” ring was still firmly on his hand.

“Humph, Itachi! Don’t you know who I am? Don’t forget who helped you to destroy the Uchiha clan!”

“I’m Uchiha … Madara!”

　　…

“What!?”

Bang!

Looking at Danzō, who was still stammering, Sarutobi Hiruzen slapped the table in front of him.

The good feeling towards Danzō that had just risen instantly turned into nothing.

“That night, you let others in beside Itachi!”

With two eyes already glaring to the limit, the Third Hokage looked at the two advisors who were chilled to the bone, “You knew about this, too?”

The more Sarutobi Hiruzen thought about it, the more frightened he became. Danzō had dared to let the suspicious Uchiha Madara into the village!

‘How dare he!’

“Sarutobi, listen to Danzō. He will explain it to you.”

“Sarutobi, for that matter …”

“Hmph! Sarutobi Hiruzen, you’re getting more and more cowardly.”

Danzō grunted coldly. In his opinion, without using Konohagakure’s power, he could eliminate the restless Uchiha clan, so why not?

“Good! Very good!” The Third Hokage laughed angrily, “Don’t forget your advisor position! I am the Hokage of Konohagakure!”

In an instant, the atmosphere in Hokage’s office was unbearably oppressive.

　　…

‘Don’t forget, who helped you destroy the Uchiha clan …’

‘Don’t forget, who helped you …’

‘Don’t forget…’

‘Don’t forget…’

As if countless thunderbolts rattled through Sasuke’s mind, one after another, like lightning striking the ground, he was dazed and confused, his eyes disoriented.

His vision slowly blurred, and his whole body fell backward.

Before he completely passed out, he also heard the mockery from the loser:

“Hahahaha! You can’t beat me, can you? I’m powerful! Hahahaha! I beat you! I’m the number one reckless shinobi!”

　　…

Everywhere in the shinobi world, everyone jolted at the sound of Uchiha Madara’s name.

They never thought they would hear this name while listening to Akatsuki’s drama!

No matter how long time had passed, this name, whenever they heard it, they felt the pressure.

Any ninja in the shinobi world could be ignorant of the Uchiha clan, ignorant of Konohagakure, and even be ignorant of how to refine chakra.

But absolutely no one was unaware of Uchiha Madara!

Because it represented not only a person, a legendary shinobi, but also an era.

That sentence: ‘Do you want to dance?’

No one knew how much blood had been shed from each village!

“Madara, could it be? He is still alive?”

“Impossible, it’s impossible! No one could live that long.”

“But, he’s the man who built the hidden village era, with the First Hokage! Inevitably, he mastered techniques beyond our comprehension.”

“That’s impossible! Senju Hashirama is dead. How can he still be alive?”

“That’s it! He and Hashirama both died together, so if he’s still alive, doesn’t that mean that Hashirama is also still alive?”

“So, what if…in the final battle, he obtained Hashirama’s cells?”

Ōnoki’s voice instantly silenced the advisors of Iwagakure. They were all people who had access to all kinds of secrets and knew, of course, what the Hashirama’s cells represented.

Those were the cells that could multiply infinitely!

Indeed… The possibility of immortality exists!

　　…

Looking at Pain, who was deep in thought, Uchiha Obito secretly uttered some curses.

He knew that both Pain and Konan had been suspicious of his identity.

Konan, in particular, had repeatedly advised Pain to cut off contact with him.

She also threatened him, ‘Even if you are Uchiha Madara, I’ll make you pay the price if you harm Akatsuki. ‘

But, on the one hand, Pain wanted to use the “Madara’s” power. On the other hand, he felt that he was powerful enough to suppress “Madara”.

But at this moment, if he found out that he wasn’t Madara, Uchiha Obito was sure that Pain would instantly strike him.

This kind of headstrong person hated it when others deceived him!

It wasn’t that Uchiha Obito was afraid of fighting the other party. After all, he had the Mangekyō Sharingan and had a strange space-time jutsu — Kamui.

If he couldn’t fight, he could still run, right?

Besides, he was accompanied by Zetsu, a guy that he, himself, couldn’t judge how powerful he was.

Others didn’t know Zetsu’s details. But how could he not know?

Uchiha Madara’s creation before his death could be regarded as Madara’s shinobi way.

Obito even suspected that this guy possessed the ability to leave this space at any time.

He glanced at Zetsu and saw the two huge leaves on top of the Zetsu’s head move gently as if nodding unnoticeably.

With their eyes facing each other, Obito seemed to see something in Zetsu’s gaze:

‘Obito, don’t panic! I got this!’

‘Sure enough, he had the means!’

There was a smile under Obito’s mask.

　　…

‘???’

‘Why is Obito looking at me?’

Zetsu froze, his body shaking unnaturally. The leaves on top of his head swayed, and his puzzled eyes looked at Obito.

Seeing Obito turn his head and look at Pain, Zetsu’s heart trembled.

‘Damn, this guy’s attitude… he’s not going to keep his mouth shut, is he?’

　　…

‘This matter had come to this point. Is it useful to keep my mouth shut?’

They would get the answer and the analysis, not to mention who knows what would be asked in the following questions. He would only suffer if he kept his mouth shut now.

‘The bigger picture is more important!’

‘Moreover, it’s not like there are no other means. So, why should I keep my mouth shut?’

‘Shouldn’t we learn from Uchiha Itachi’s disaster?’

　　…

Obito’s rating in the Zetsu’s mind was lowered again.

‘It seems that after Uchiha Madara’s eyes were given to him, he really went blind!’

‘Why did he find such an unlucky thing like Obito to complete the plan for him?’

‘If you admit it, others may still be afraid of Madara’s cleverness, thinking he had hidden things in your body to accomplish great things.’

‘But if you don’t admit it, you’ll be directly exposed!’

Zetsu shook his head. If Obito were exposed, he would inevitably not be able to continue working with Akatsuki.

It seemed that the Eye of the Moon Plan must be delayed!

Anyway, Uchiha Madara was six feet under. There was no concept of time there, which was precisely what he had the most.

He decided that when he escaped from this space, he would immediately leave, moving far away.

Wait for the influence of this space to pass, or wait for the shinobi who knew about it to die, and then continue to plan.

‘Obito, this man, No way.’

‘I really can’t…’

‘I really can’t use him anymore!’