The dark passage was silent, with a shadow flashing past.
"!"
Itachi abruptly turned to look.
"Was that Hayato? No... it's something else!"
Having joined forces with Uchiha Madara countless times in the past, Itachi knew that man's style all too well.
When Itachi passed the corner, his eyes suddenly widened!
"Old man...?!"
Uchiha Saotome was lying in a pool of blood.
Covered in tatters, he looked utterly miserable.
The two remaining cultivation tanks had already been completely shattered.
A pistol abruptly pointed toward his side.
The other party did the same.
"Hayato!"
The two of them aimed their pistols at each other's foreheads.
"Ryoma..." Uchiha Madara said softly.
"Looks like you really did kill him this time."
Itachi spoke to Madara in a slightly mocking tone.
He was naturally referring to Uchiha Saotome, who was lying in the pool of blood.
"No matter how I explain it, you won't believe me now, will you..."
Madara said.
Itachi: "Of course!"
"Then... there's only one way to find the answer. Ask the guns in our hands!"
Itachi: "Gladly!"
The two stood opposed to each other... but in the next moment, they aimed their firearms in the same direction!
They pulled the triggers.
The bullets shot out.
Then, a grotesque humanoid figure emerged from the darkness.
Itachi: "What... is this thing?!"
"A monster whose fighting instincts have been cultivated to an abnormal degree." Uchiha Madara answered calmly.
Itachi: "So this is your conspiracy?!"
Then, another monster appeared.
Uchiha Madara and Itachi suddenly floated into the air and were violently hurled against the wall.
"Ugh... What... is it this time?"
An attack that was completely invisible.
Madara: "Probably... some kind of psychic power."
"Hehehehe..."
Just then, Uchiha Saotome suddenly began to laugh.
"Old man?! Are you still alive?!"
Itachi was astonished that Uchiha