He truly was. If he weren't a madman, he would never have done something so insane. But to be a madman, you needed the strength to back up that madness.
To act crazy without strength—that was simply being a lunatic. To act crazy with strength—that was called madness.
"Very well. Then we'll see when the time comes."
Having only just been revived, Madara did not seem eager to make a move. Compared to going to war with the Five Great Nations, he had other matters on his mind.
"Black Zetsu, Obito, I'll leave the rest to you. I need to go see some old friends."
Without even sparing the leaders of the Five Great Villages a glance, Madara left directly, heading in the opposite direction. To everyone's surprise, he left behind a group of people, each with their own thoughts.
"Hehe~~ then farewell, everyone. I hope you won't regret this."
Obito gave a blank smile and placed his hand on Orochimaru's shoulder.
Now that Uchiha Madara had been revived, Konan and Nagato had lost their value, especially Nagato. Without the Rinnegan, was he still of any use?
Obviously not.
Obito only needed to take Orochimaru away.
"Wait!!!"
Minato knew Obito's abilities well and shouted loudly:
"Uchiha Obito, is that you?!"
Minato had once believed that the man shrouded in a black robe and wearing a mask was Uchiha Madara. But now, it seemed this fellow was nothing more than an impostor.
The real Uchiha Madara had already been revived and had declared war on the Five Great Shinobi Villages. That alone proved that this Uchiha Madara before them was a fake!
That made his identity worth speculating about. Had Madara called him Obito earlier?
He possessed the Sharingan, and his name was Obito. That basically narrowed it down to one