After finishing off the remaining few people, Madara left one alive and asked him to lead the way to the so-called lair of Bloodthirsty Ones.
"This is our lair, sir, please spare me!" The only remaining one, Soul Master, was lying on the ground shivering, not daring to look up at Madara who was looking around at the surrounding environment, whimpering like a dog and begging for mercy from its master.
"It's so noisy!" Madara was annoyed by the begging for mercy. He raised his hand and shot a Kunai away, casually killing this man, as easy and natural as crushing an ant.
"Then let me see what kind of organization it is that dares to tie it to my Uchiha Madara head!" Madara's eyes revealed endless sarcasm, holding a sickle and War Fan step by step into the three-story building in front of him, which looked extremely desolate and dilapidated.
"Who are you? Get out of here!" Madara walked in so arrogantly that he quickly attracted the attention of the two Soul Master who were guarding the door. They all pulled out their swords behind them and looked at Madara with vigilance and even wanted to drive him away.
"You two little minions, why do you have to seek your own death?" Madara's eyes flashed with cold light, his footsteps did not pause at all, and he continued to approach at the original neither fast nor slow speed.
"Kill him!" The two looked at each other and immediately understood that Madara was obviously coming with bad intentions, and then they both shouted and rushed towards Madara with knives in hand.
Just when they were less than a foot away from Madara, Madara's figure suddenly became illusory and instantly turned into a stream of light passing through the gap between the two people and appeared behind the two people who were motionless as if time had stopped. Then he continued to carry the bloody sickle and War Fan, and walked slowly towards the door guarded by the two people.
thump! thump!
Accompanied by the sound of the bodies of the two people colliding with each other as they fell to the ground, the door was slowly pushed open by Madara.
The small building is not as dilapidated as the outside world. Instead, it is decorated luxuriously and extravagantly. Even some of the food, red wine, etc. placed on the table have just been opened, as if their owners had just left for a moment in some emergency.
Not a single light was on in the empty corridor, and it was dark as if there was some monster lurking in this environment.
What's strange is that after entering here, Madara didn't encounter an enemy. It was as if all the Evil Soul Masterss had disappeared out of thin air, and the silence in the empty corridor was a bit eerie.
Snap! Snap!
Madara was so focused at this moment that he could only hear the sound of his own walking echoing in the corridor, a pair of scarlet Sharingan constantly running to capture clues.
"There seems to be something wrong here! It's too quiet!" Kelder couldn't help but remind Madara that something was wrong here.
"I know, now we need to take a closer look at where these little mice are hiding?" After Madara answered Kelder, he stopped and slowly closed his eyes, and his inner lake became calm without any ripples, entering Sage Mode.
After entering Sage Mode, Madara's perception was magnified countless times and he instantly sensed that there was basically no breath of living things in this three-story building. Instead, the countless mixed and mixed smells of corruption and evil in the basement below the building were extremely strong.
It turned out that the little mice were hiding there, but unfortunately they were found out!
The corner of Madara's mouth curled up in a confident arc, and then he suddenly opened his blood-red eyes, as if Youyou's blood was shining in the darkness, and then groped towards the basement casually.
A weird old man in green clothes, who was as short as a dwarf, opened the exquisite little box in front of him, and said arrogantly to the people below with a bit of arrogance, "This is the latest batch of Secret Medicine, you guys should try it first!"
"Thank you, chief! Thank you, chief!" The auras of the Soul Master ones below are extremely powerful and full of evil spirits. It is really puzzling that they should surrender to a weird old man who is obviously much weaker than them.
"Give it to me first! Don't grab it first!"
"Asshole! I should obviously go first!"
When the weird old man looked at the box thrown casually on the ground, their eyes suddenly glowed green like wild dogs seeing flesh. They even fought with each other and scrambled wildly. He stroked his few remaining beards and let out a weird and horrifying laugh.
The few people who grabbed the elixir gulped it down on the spot, and then the aura in their bodies surged. The abundant sense of power made them beat their chests crazily and let out beastly roars to vent their anger.
This scene caught Madara's eyes when he sneaked in, and he was immediately surprised that that little pill had such powerful energy.
"What's going on? Why hasn't Lone Wolf come back? I can't even get the raw materials back, how can I practice the next round of Secret Medicine! What a bunch of losers!" The weird old man who was still laughing on the stage suddenly jumped to his feet and shouted loudly like he was crazy.
"Captain, calm down! Chief! Calm down! We'll go find him right away. We won't delay your medicine practice. Please don't worry!" Looking at the moody old man, the people below seemed to have become accustomed to it. While comforting him softly, they were about to turn around and go out to find someone.
"No need to look for it anymore! I have already killed them!" Madara sneered at them and shouted, and after speaking, he waved the bloody sickle in his hand.
"Ahhhh! How could this happen?" When the weird old man heard Madara's words, he started rolling around and crying in public. However, he glanced at Madara casually, and he couldn't take his eyes away immediately.
The old man just looked at Madara blankly for a while, then he jumped up and burst into laughter, dancing and laughing, "Hahahaha! Great, this perfect body is really a rare material for refining medicine!"
"Turns out he's a lunatic!" Madara couldn't help but frowned when he saw this scene. He was really surprised by the behavior of this weird old man.
"You, you, you, all of you, come to me. If you catch his ancestor, you will be rewarded! Ten first-order Secret Medicine!" The weird old man looked at Madara with hot eyes, as if he was sizing up some rare treasure, and he couldn't wait to instruct his men to attack Madara.
As soon as the weird old man said these words, everyone in the room immediately began to breathe heavily. The greedy eyes looked at Madara unscrupulously, and they all rushed over impatiently.
"Kill him and get Secret Medicine!"
"Hahahaha, Secret Medicine are all mine!"
"Do you really think of me as a soft persimmon?" Madara was only one person, but he was not afraid of the torrent of attacks by dozens or hundreds of them. Dazzling blood burst out from his eyes, and he rushed forward with a sickle and War Fan in hand.
However, when Madara entered the crowd like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, a rain of Bloodwind blood immediately broke out wherever he passed. Countless limbs were splashed and the smell of blood filled the air. Surprisingly, no one was Madara's enemy.
From a distance, it looked like a hot knife cutting through butter. A piece of tofu unexpectedly hit a steel nail and was immediately smashed into pieces.
Madara made a few bloody heads fly up with a casual swipe, and the headless corpse immediately rose into the sky like a fountain of blood before falling down weakly.
There were even people who were cut in half by Madara's huge power and their internal organs were bleeding to the ground, dragging the remaining upper body and letting out the last miserable howl.
"Die!" An assassin type Soul Master took advantage of Madara to kill everyone, and instantly jumped out from the shadow behind Madara like a shadow, and the dagger turned from the shadow in his hand struck towards Madara's neck desperately.
However, Madara, who owned Sharingan, had already seen through his trick. He turned his body slightly to let the blow pass by his ear and cut off a few strands of long hair on the sideburns.
Then the next moment, War Fan had already photographed this person, making it inevitable for him to avoid it. In desperation, he wanted to escape far away.
Madara was not going to let go of anyone who dared to attack him. Two streams of light shot out from his hands and hit the assassin's back with lightning speed. The ninja tool containing terrifying power even passed through his body, leaving two large transparent holes in his chest.
Madara was like Asura released from hell, ruthlessly harvesting everyone's life, even the floor on the ground was covered with blood and the original color could not be seen.
"Ah! Run away!" Finally, someone could no longer hold on under such a murderous massacre, threw down their weapons and ran away frantically.
A chain reaction like Xue Beng finally caused them to collapse, but they were still chased by Madara, leaving only a few miscellaneous fish that slipped out of Madara's hands.
But they had already been frightened out of their wits, and it was obviously impossible for them to come back and cause trouble for Madara again.
Now in the basement, only the weird old man was standing there alone in his hands. The moment Madara's bloodthirsty eyes glanced over, he was so scared that he collapsed on the ground.