"Things had come to this, and we had no other choice. There were only two options now: either none of us survived, or we killed it together." The Sage of Six Paths was deeply distressed, unsure what choice to make.
Six Paths Madara and Black Zetsu made no move. Though he had spoken of everyone joining forces to attack, he had never intended to act himself. Everyone knew he wanted others to charge ahead while he reaped the benefits from behind.
The ones at the front would die first. Nobody wanted to do that. The two of them cherished their lives and had no intention of dying for others.
Six Paths Madara was not particularly afraid of death, but he still had ambitions in his heart. He wanted to turn this world into the truly peaceful world he envisioned, and he could not die here now.
Now that they had reached such a dead end, he still could not abandon the dream in his heart.
Black Zetsu had worked so hard to get this far. He had endured so many difficult days, and now he had stolen so much of others' power. He could not simply fall here.
The Sage of Six Paths, a man as cunning as he was, hoped even more that the others would die before him. None of the three was willing to yield.
Matsuba sneered, giving them no chance to catch their breath. "I won't show any mercy to you. I originally wanted to give you a little dignity, let you exchange a few moves with me before killing you. But now that you're all such cowards, I'm truly disappointed. It makes me sad."
"Zanka no Tachi, East: Rising Sun Blade."
The blade condensed terrifyingly intense flames. Not a trace of flame was visible, yet