But how much energy would he have by then?

Duke closed his eyes and felt Madara's vitality approaching the end, and he couldn't help but sigh. The man who once competed with the first Hokage and worked together to build the strongest ninja village, the Shura who looked down on the ninja world, died just like that, died in obscurity, died in a corner unknown to anyone. If he hadn't fallen from the peak long ago, his body was almost decayed, and he needed the help of the Outer Path Demon Statue to survive, I'm afraid the person who fell today would be someone else.

"I forgot to ask, where is Obito?" Duke stood up, grimacing in pain as his wound was pulled.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts so much! My internal organs are injured. I'll have to take some time to recover from this injury. Obito, you must repay my kindness..."

As Duke was speaking, the peaceful earth suddenly rumbled and shook, the dust flew in the sky, a large mound of earth bulged up on the solid ice field, and cracks spread like a broken mirror, shattering into pieces. Weird and immeasurable chakra rushed out from deep underground, like a monster in the abyss about to break out of the ground, sending a suffocating ominous aura to the world before it even appeared.

BANG——————

The Wood Style Wooden Man collapsed into a pile of rotten wood. Duke's feet were unstable and he was supported by his clone and hurriedly jumped away. Behind him, boundless evil spirit broke through the clouds. A huge monster that was even bigger than the wooden man and the ice element appeared in the field. It was the body of the Ten-Tails - the Outer Path Demon Statue! "Why did the Outer Path Demon Statue move on its own? Isn't Madara dead?" Duke looked back and was speechless. His eyes quickly swept to the ruins of the collapsed wooden man, but he couldn't find the target. Madara's body was gone.

"The ability of this Mangekyō is to edit memories. I rewrote Obito's memories and made him see Rin's death. I also implanted the next plan into his mind. From today on, he will replace me until I am resurrected."

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The White Zetsu looked at each other in silence, realizing that the chatterbox had messed things up. They dared not say anything more and slowly sank into the ground.

"Shut up and look into my eyes!" Madara growled, maintaining the gesture of holding one hand together.

"I don't want to die either, but I can't disobey Madara-sama's orders."

Madara leaned against the Outer Path Demon Statue, as if he could hold on for a little longer. The three scarlet magatama slowly turned and accelerated, and after a while, he opened the Mangekyō. Madara puffed up his cheeks, opened his cracked lips, and said weakly: "Bring Obito here, I don't have much time."

Obito subconsciously met Madara's eyes, and the red light in his eyes shone brightly. He was like being struck by lightning, and his whole body stiffened. His eyes were wide open and motionless, his gaze was unfocused, and the corners of his mouth twitched weakly, and saliva dripped down in a line.

"Damn it!" Duke's whole body was convulsing, and sweat was pouring down like rain. Tiredness and sleepiness came over him, and the world was spinning. Double images appeared in front of his eyes.

The slug nodded, squirmed its boneless body, and pulled Duke into its body. Then its huge body turned into white smoke and disappeared with a bang.

As soon as Obito opened his eyes, he saw the kind old man who had saved him, looking like he was about to be beaten to death. Obito's sleepiness disappeared instantly, and he got up in shock and fear, shouting: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? What happened? Did the enemy come to visit?"

"Why don't you go first? I just gave birth and don't want to die yet."

"Lord Madara, what did you do?" Black Zetsu asked.

"We have numbers and we won't lose."

After a while, Madara retracted his hand seal and started coughing violently. Obito fell to the ground, his eyes closed, holding his head and wailing. In just three seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the two-magatama Sharingan in his right eye spun rapidly. After opening the three-magatama, he finally entered the Mangekyo realm.

The slug was about to complain when the cold wind blew, but she suddenly found that Duke was seriously injured, so she asked hurriedly, "Master Duke, what happened to you?" Duke didn't notice that the slug used honorifics to address him, and smiled bitterly, "Sister Slug, now is not the time to talk about this, take me away from here quickly."

Duke's ears were buzzing, and he put his finger on the corner of his mouth, quickly formed a seal with his ten fingers, and pressed them on the ground: "Spiritual Communication Technique!"

Before I had taken a few steps, I saw pale humanoid monsters emerging from the ground. They had dark green hair, pupilless eyes, and shapes that looked like they were carved out of a millstone. Their skin was as pale as a corpse, and their limbs were covered with spikes.

"Disappeared... or was he taken away by a spirit?" Duke didn't bother to check his worsening injuries and rushed towards the center.

Madara dug out the Sharingan from his left eye socket, and, ignoring Obito's heart-wrenching wail, pressed it into his missing left eye. Hashirama's cells quickly connected the nerves and muscles, and connected the eye. Obito covered his new eye, screamed twice, and passed out.

"Lord Madara!" White Zetsu and Black Zetsu spoke at the same time, two sounds coming out of one mouth.

With the help of White Zetsu, Madara reattached the Outer Path Demon Statue. The black robe on his body seemed to be soaked in blood, and dark red blood kept dripping out. He looked extremely old, his face was as pale as gold paper, his breath was scattered, and his body was so sick that he might fall down at any time.

It was Bai Zetsu! Fortunately, it was during the day. If it was midnight, there would be two outcomes for a statue like him. One is to scare people to death, and the other is to be beaten to death.

Somewhere in the Land of Grass, an unknown distance away from the site of the great battle, beneath layers of soil and rocks, there is a vast deep space.

Bang————

The demon statue of the heretic stood on the ground, its huge body blocking out the sun and casting a shadow more despairing than death on the ground. The clear and cloudless sky suddenly rolled in dark clouds, making the demon even more unruly and ferocious.

Duke didn't need to say anything, a group of White Zetsu chattered and told everything. Judging from their heated attitude, if Duke didn't say anything, perhaps they would have continued chatting.

"Oh my, Master Madara was beaten so badly by him! He almost died..."

Madara put his fingers together and stared at Obito with his Mangekyō, but he didn't move and the unconscious Obito suddenly woke up.

"He is badly injured. Lord Madara will be very happy if we take this opportunity to kill him!"

There was an endless army of White Zetsu in front of him. Duke looked at the central area worriedly, thinking of Obito, he gritted his teeth and rushed in. As soon as he started, his injuries were triggered. The wounds that had been repaired with great difficulty burst into blood, dyeing half of his body bright red.

"Idiot, didn't Madara-sama just summon the golem away? He wants us to stop him... But he's so powerful, we may not be able to defeat him!"

Madara ignored Obito, held on to his last breath, and pressed his hand on White Zetsu. A strange black sticky substance spread from the palm of his hand, covering half of White Zetsu like asphalt. The inky black half just divided the body equally with White Zetsu.

"Fortunately, I didn't use Izanagi, otherwise I would have no chance at all. Now, I haven't lost yet..." Madara's eyes were dark, and he was surprisingly calm when death came.

White Zetsu ran away in a panic, carrying the unconscious Obito and placing him in front of Madara.

"I won't lose, but I might die. I don't want to die. What should I do?"

"Hey!? Is Madara-sama still alive? I thought he was dead!"

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Madara started coughing violently, spitting blood while coughing, and ordered to Zetsu: "Help Obito up."

Bang! The demon statue turned into white smoke and disappeared. The violent wind it emitted swept past, and the clone supporting Duke was immediately scattered by the hurricane. Duke fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with bright red. He staggered to his feet.

"Lord Madara, are you okay?" Bai Zetsu asked worriedly.

"Then...what about that girl named Lin? What if Obito sees her, wouldn't that be exposed? Should we kill her?" asked White Zetsu.

"Don't pay attention to her. To Obito, Rin is already dead. The living Rin is an irrelevant person and insignificant! Don't keep dwelling on this matter. If you mess up, Obito will find out. I only modified his memory, not erased his IQ..."

"Lord Madara is so powerful, but is it necessary to go to this extent? I think Obito's IQ is not high!" White Zetsu raised his hand to speak, jumping and dancing regardless of the occasion.

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