"This..."
The previously unstoppable Ten-Tails suddenly shrank, as though a powerful vortex were continuously drawing it in, sucking the Ten-Tails into Madara's body.
Madara's transformation made everyone's eyes widen. Ronglin smiled faintly and pressed a hand to the ground. A small Katsuyu appeared.
"Go tell Tsunade not to let anyone else come near this place. If they die, don't blame me for not warning them beforehand."
Once Madara absorbed the Ten-Tails and became its Jinchuriki, anyone else who got involved would basically be courting death. Even Tsunade and the others would be unable to do much, let alone anyone else.
No matter how many ninja troops came, they would only be there as spectators.
It was not worth dying for. Ronglin did not want corpses scattered everywhere around him.
As for when the Infinite Tsukuyomi began and the Divine Tree absorbed everyone's Chakra, that was no longer something Ronglin could control.
As long as it did not happen before his eyes, it was fine. Once Kaguya Otsutsuki was revived, gathering Chakra would be inevitable. There was no way to avoid it.
It had finally begun. Ronglin slowly descended from the sky, standing atop the Nine-Tails' head as he watched Madara continuously absorb the Ten-Tails and become its Jinchuriki.
The Nine-Tails was only a substitute. Ronglin stroked his chin, wondering whether Madara's strength would be as great as it had been in the original story.
"Whatever. He's just a transitional piece anyway. I only need to keep an eye on Kaguya Otsutsuki."
A few seconds later, Ronglin smiled and shook his head, feeling that he was worrying over nothing. At a time like this, why bother with Uchiha Madara? This guy had only one ending—death!!!
He would become Kaguya Otsutsuki's sacrifice. Since that was the case, why care about such things?