Slowly, a small black sphere appeared between Peierji's hands. It gradually swelled and grew larger.
"Even in the last war, I never brought this out," Peierji said.
"For you to force me into using my ultimate move today, you've already pushed me to my limit," Peierji said.
"I have to admit now that this world belongs to you young people. I really am old," Peierji said to Uchiha Madara.
"You're just a little older," Uchiha Madara said.
"But your body is in its prime, isn't it? Who knows how many people's heartblood you had to drain to become like this," Uchiha Madara said.
"The existence of your race is inherently incapable of bringing peace," Uchiha Madara said to Peierji with a smile. "So war is the only thing waiting for you."
"What we desire most now is to start a war in this world," Peierji said.
"This war will be the fuse. It will be the day our race rises to prominence." The black sphere in Peierji's hand grew larger and larger, gradually taking the shape of a giant bat.
It continued to grow at this size. It was a bat formed entirely from energy, and the energy it carried was unimaginably immense.
Even Uchiha Madara was a little surprised. How could such enormous energy be shaped into something like this?
"This is my final move." The black bat formed from Peierji's gathered energy had now grown to the size of a Drake.
"If this move of mine cannot kill you immediately, then I'll consider this battle my loss," Peierji said.
"But no one can withstand this move. And not just you—the land and forest behind you will all be destroyed in an instant," Peierji said.
"Then let's give it a try. Forests are good things. I don't like people