Once the throne toppled, what kind of impact would it truly cause?
Would the world once again sink into the mire of war, or would they finally usher in the true peace they had dreamed of?
That was an unknown. At the thought of it, Konan bit her red lips, her expression somewhat forlorn. The throne had stood high in the heavens for more than a decade. How could it be so easily overthrown?
Even with Nagato, even with the entire Akatsuki, all they were doing now was launching an attack against that throne. Put bluntly, they were merely challengers daring to challenge that supreme throne. The consequences after it fell were matters to consider only after they had actually toppled it. Perhaps the throne would still remain high in the heavens.
And they would merely become a single brick beneath the throne. One had to know that even Nagato, who possessed the Rinnegan, had constantly been drinking during the "Toppling the Throne" plan. Saiki Yuu had indulged in pleasure and power all these years; his strength surely could not compare to before. Why? It was still a lack of confidence in challenging that throne!
If they had not been cultivating relentlessly, perhaps they would not even have had the courage to challenge the throne. After all, Saiki Yuubao had spent all these years...
To face that throne standing above the heavens, along with the Black Blade upon it, the pressure was simply too great. Just then, space twisted, and Uchiha Obito's figure slowly appeared.
"Uchiha Madara, whenever something involves Saiki Yuu, you can never sit still." Pain looked at the suddenly appearing Uchiha Madara and said coldly. Anyone could hear the mockery in his utterly flat tone. "This time, I will not stop you from moving against Saiki Yuu.