Madara Uchiha. This was an uninvited guest.
Emiya Shirou knew some things about Madara, but he couldn't show it in front of Black Zetsu. He looked at it with surprise, hoping it could provide some information. "Black Zetsu, do you know him?"
Black Zetsu was at a loss for how to answer. Madara was the new pawn it had found, and it had prepared a complete plan for him to fall into its trap. It was just that after meeting Shirou, it had planned to discard him immediately. Of course, this could not be said out loud.
"I know him," it nodded. However, it didn't have time to say more before Madara arrived. It could only hurry and ask a key question. "Wei Yuan, back then, you obtained the power of the Six Paths. The pair of Rinnegan you transplanted, are they still in this world?"
The Rinnegan. This was the most crucial issue, the starting point for its plan.
"That pair of Rinnegan... I remember I had the slug destroy them." Shirou rubbed his brow as if he had encountered an extremely difficult problem. "Because I wanted to make my body into a medical specimen, I was worried that if the Rinnegan were obtained by future generations, they would use its power to harm the ninja world. After returning to Shikkotsu Forest, I removed them and re-transplanted my own eyes."
Black Zetsu was suddenly silent. Actually, it had guessed this as well. If the Sage's eyes were destroyed, then they were destroyed. It was even worried that if they were left behind, they would cause trouble.
"Forget it. It doesn't matter," it quickly waved its hand, comforting Shirou. "Although the birth of the Rinnegan is very troublesome, it's not unsolvable. Moreover, the person coming is a suitable person, a person who can truly awaken the Rinnegan."
It could sense Madara getting closer and closer. Its figure quietly submerged, only having time to give one instruction. "Wei Yuan, don't leak our secret, and don't harm him. First, carefully find out his purpose for coming."
The corner of Shirou's eye twitched. This was a challenge. In front of Black Zetsu, he was a good person who was not good at deception. He couldn't just lie to Madara without any scruples.
Can't communicate... because this will reduce Black Zetsu's trust! If my lying is too unfamiliar, Madara will think something is wrong. If my lying is too skilled, Black Zetsu will think something is wrong!
Moreover, Madara was obviously not an easy person to deal with. Due to the limitations of his reanimated body, Shirou couldn't use his own power freely, nor could he use his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan or Rinnegan with Black Zetsu watching. It would be quite difficult to fight if Madara came looking for trouble. And he was most likely here to cause trouble.
Probably... he just wants to kill me. Unless this fellow doesn't observe anything and arrogantly uses Sharingan genjutsu on me...
Creak.
The window was quietly pushed open. Shirou looked back. A scarlet eye appeared before him, like a full moon, its three pitch-black tomoe making it look exceptionally strange.
"Hmph... indulge in the genjutsu of the Sharingan," a cold sneer hung on the corner of Madara's mouth. He stood by the window with his fingers together, directly using his Sharingan to try and control Shirou.
It was the simplest, most effective, and safest way. He wanted to abduct Shirou silently, and he was completely capable of doing so. He possessed the highest level of Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan. Even though one eye was blind, the genjutsu cast with the other was enough to easily control a Tailed Beast.
"Besides Hashirama, no one in this world can escape this level of genjutsu," Madara thought, very confident.
Shirou was instantly trapped. However, the clash of genjutsu lies in spiritual energy. When Madara's spiritual will appeared in Shirou's mind, wanting to implant a brand of control, he faintly realized something was off.
Because he saw a lower leg...
Under normal circumstances, when an Uchiha casts genjutsu, they are like an invincible god in the opponent's spiritual will. But as the strongest of the Uchiha, Madara realized his genjutsu had run into trouble.
In the spiritual realm, he looked up. He followed the lower leg upwards and saw a majestic figure several times taller than him. The other person's spiritual energy was stronger.
Inside this person's body... what a powerful soul!
The scarlet Sharingan was filled with shock.
"Good evening," in the spiritual realm, along with Shirou's voice, which was like a rumbling thunder, his palm descended from the void, lightly pressing on the shoulder of Madara's spiritual energy, instantly shattering his will.
"How is this possible?" Madara clutched his eye in pain. What kind of joke was this? Besides Hashirama, how could there be anyone else who could resist his genjutsu, and even break it so easily? The collapse of the spiritual realm made the backlash from the failed genjutsu stronger than ever.
Before Madara could react, Shirou's figure had already closed in, a pitch-black cursed seal appearing on his fingertip as he pointed it towards his arm.
"A cursed seal?" Madara quickly dodged. Not enough time! His chakra was almost depleted. Shirou's finger touched his arm, and a cursed seal quickly appeared. "A mere seal..."
Madara suppressed the splitting headache, wanting to release the seal, but in an instant, he realized this energy was extraordinary.
This is natural energy! He was not ignorant of it; Hashirama had boasted more than once about his Sage Mode.
This guy... who on earth is he! Where did Tobirama find this doctor!
Madara couldn't imagine there was such a powerful figure in the world. He could only vaguely remember Tobirama had once called the other person Lord Emiya.
I was careless. My actions were too careless! I thought the honorific was a sign of respect for the doctor's status, not his power.
Not good. His plan to abduct him silently had failed. Any more commotion would alert Konoha.
No, it will definitely alert Konoha, and there might even be big trouble! This is the worst! I originally wanted to hide the fact that I faked my death... but it was exposed because I underestimated him!
Madara ignored his pain and leaped up. He couldn't stay here any longer.
"Trying to escape?" Shirou raised his finger. Pitch-black cursed seals appeared all over Madara's body, making it impossible for him to use his chakra or even move. Unless he used Susanoo. But once he used Susanoo, his faked death would definitely be exposed.
However, if the fight continued, he would be defeated. It was only a matter of time.
Madara knew Hashirama's terrifying recovery ability. Once he received news, he would rush over. His recovery was definitely faster. Plus the despicable villain Tobirama, and the other clans of Konoha...
"This guy..." Madara gritted his teeth, his face full of anger as he clenched his fist. The bit of visual prowess he had just recovered was suddenly unleashed, his emotions greatly affecting the power of his Sharingan. Only by relying on Susanoo could he break the cursed seal.
RUMBLE!
A tall, blue Susanoo appeared with a roar. Even though it was not wearing armor and barely had a complete human form, its head not even completely filled in, this Susanoo was too familiar. Too many people had seen this blue Susanoo.
The entire village of Konoha was thrown into an uproar in an instant.
"That is... Madara Uchiha's Susanoo?"