On the battlefield, Uchiha Madara stood with his arms crossed inside a blue giant, calmly harvesting the lives of the Shinobi Alliance. Yet his thoughts had long since drifted elsewhere.
The Chakra that had erupted not long ago had left his heart unsettled even now.
He had never felt Chakra of that intensity before. Even when he awakened the Rinnegan at the end of his life, he had never possessed such terrifying Chakra.
"Looks like quite a few interesting things happened after my death."
Uchiha Madara thought to himself. To be honest, he was rather dissatisfied with this resurrection.
According to the original plan, his resurrection should have been complete, restoring him in the optimal state where he could fully wield his strength.
But what about now?
He was nothing more than a puppet being controlled. Though this state did not greatly affect him, and he had ways to undo the control of this technique, the feeling of being outside his own control made him deeply uncomfortable.
"Looks like some things need to be sped up. I'll deal with these people first, then retrieve my eyes."
With that in mind, Uchiha Madara moved even faster. The blue giant over ten meters tall rampaged through the Allied forces, each of its four arms wielding a curved Chakra longsword. Every swing sent columns of yellow sand soaring dozens of meters into the air, along with countless shinobi.
The shinobi forces before him were being whittled down at an appallingly rapid rate.
They tried to counterattack, but whether it was Ninjutsu or Taijutsu, nothing had any effect upon striking the Susanoo. They could not even raise the slightest ripple.
"The gap is too great... It's too great. Can we really defeat a monster like this?"
As they watched their comrades fall one after