The Author Was Too Short and Feeble to Satisfy You

The author was too short and feeble to satisfy you. "Nagato, have you realized the gap in our strength?"

Madara Uchiha stood with his arms crossed, looking indifferently at Deva Path Pain's shattered body.

Even with the Rinnegan, Nagato was still no match for him.

Unfortunately, the one who had come was only a puppet, so he could not take the Rinnegan from him.

The Akatsuki Organization members were completely dumbfounded.

Their leader, who possessed the Rinnegan, had actually been defeated by Madara Uchiha.

Kakuzu's expression was the ugliest of them all.

The leader was no match for Madara, and Madara was Renye's backer.

That meant the money Renye had swept away could never be recovered.

Even if that bastard appeared before him, he would not dare mention the money again.

After all, he could not afford to provoke Madara Uchiha or Hashirama Senju...

Damn it, weren't they dead?

Why had they appeared again?!

"Pain..."

Konan looked worried. She had not expected Pain to be defeated so quickly.

It seemed the man before them truly was the legendary Madara Uchiha, not some impostor like Obito Uchiha.

The air rippled.

Obito, wearing an orange, single-eyed Uzumaki Mask, slowly appeared, his expression beneath it complicated.

"Madara, you're not dead?!"

Madara Uchiha had clearly died. Obito had even hidden the body himself.

But the terrifyingly powerful man before him was definitely Madara!

What exactly had happened?!

No one present understood what was going on.

How had the dead returned to the Shinobi World?

"So it's Obito." Madara Uchiha's expression remained calm, betraying nothing. "How is the plan progressing?"

He had learned most of Obito Uchiha's background in the Fourth Great Ninja War timeline.

He also knew that this man was merely a pawn he had chosen.

Obito Uchiha's pupils suddenly contracted. This man