The golden greatsword in Loewe's hand was knocked to the ground by Uchiha Madara.
His golden greatsword landed several selge away from his body, its clang against the floor echoing back and forth.
"Loewe... does this mean... I defeated you?"
Uchiha Madara said between ragged breaths. Using the chakra within his body, he had activated his own skill—the Sharingan! But in this world, as Joshua, he had also learned a supreme technique capable of delaying an enemy's movements—the Magic Eye. When the powers of the Sharingan and the Magic Eye merged, they became the Sharingan Magic Eye, powerful enough to knock the golden greatsword from Loewe's hand!
"Heh. A man called the Sword Emperor, yet even his sword has been knocked from his hand. There is nothing left to say, is there?"
Loewe smiled faintly. "Whether you are Uchiha Madara or Joshua, I will ultimately have to acknowledge you as my little brother... Before me, you have successfully demonstrated the potential humanity possesses. As long as you possess such potential, you will surely be able to defeat the Professor and usher in a new era where humanity can develop independently, without relying on ancient relics..."
Suddenly, Loewe heard a sinister voice behind him. "Heh, do you think it will be that easy?"
A figure suddenly appeared behind Loewe! It was none other than Weissmann!
"Die!"
Weissmann raised the staff in his hand and unleashed a barrage of lightning bolts of judgment, striking Loewe! Caught off guard, Loewe was blasted away by the lightning!
"Heh heh... What chakra? What other world? Before my, Weissmann's, 'Stigma,' it is all nothing!" Weissmann laughed as he snapped his fingers. "Joshua, come. Return to my side and resume your state as my puppet!"
Uchiha Madara suddenly vanished from among the others! When Estelle saw him