Madara, who had been locked in battle with Obito, touched his own heart in disbelief!
That was clearly the sound of a heartbeat!?
"I've been revived!?"
This time, Madara was truly both delighted and shocked. Delighted because he no longer had to be among the dead.
He could experience the joy of battle again.
But he was shocked because he no longer had the Rinnegan. His strength would rapidly decline.
Forget the Rinnegan—he did not even have eyes now.
Just as he had expected, the Rinnegan in his eye sockets swiftly shattered and fell to the ground.
The Perfect Susanoo around him likewise rapidly collapsed.
Though Madara was somewhat enraged, he quickly accepted reality.
He immediately closed his eyes, puffed out his cheeks, and said, "Fire Style: Dust Concealment!"
Pfft!
Madara spat a mass of high-temperature flames and scorching dust ahead of him.
After the dust hit the ground, it continuously spread in every direction, instantly blocking Obito's vision.
Obito swung the Susanoo sword down, but Madara's figure leaped straight out of the gray haze.
Having no eyes did not affect his vision at all. With a light movement, he jumped onto the Susanoo of another Wood Clone.
"Do you think you can beat me just because I no longer have the Rinnegan?"
The Wood Clones he had created earlier had become Madara's greatest trump card.
These Wood Clones might not have carried much of Madara's Chakra.
But there were a lot of them.
More than two hundred Wood Clones still stood behind Madara.
Wood Clones were completely different from Shadow Clones.
Even if they vanished, they would not affect Madara in any way.
Heh, Hashirama, I never thought I'd have to use your technique to save my life.
Madara mocked himself inwardly.
Though he had been revived, he still