With a body in its prime, yet possessing the Rinnegan he had originally awakened only when he was decrepit and near death, Madara Uchiha had already reached the pinnacle of his strength without relying on any external power.
Even without becoming the Ten-Tails' Jinchuriki, there was truly no one who could stand against him!
Mizuki sighed and had no choice but to step forward, facing the hypothetical enemy he had been calculating against for over three years.
Though the current Madara Uchiha was powerful, he did not possess an immortal body. He could still be killed by such means as Might Guy using the Eight Inner Gates, Hatake Kakashi's Kamui, or Sasuke Uchiha's divine sword, Futsunomitama—though doing so would be extremely difficult.
"So, the sneaky little rat finally found the courage to face me?"
He had not stepped forward when they had strength in numbers, yet now he came to intervene when defeat was already certain. Even Madara Uchiha found it somewhat puzzling.
However, his absolute advantage in strength made Madara Uchiha cast those minor doubts to the back of his mind in an instant.
Even Uchiha Obito, who had already fled first, was not worth his concern.
Mizuki smiled and ignored Madara Uchiha's mockery.
"There are things I would rather not do, but have no choice but to do. If you hadn't cast the Infinite Tsukuyomi, you wouldn't have affected me at all. As for who rules the Shinobi World, I honestly don't care that much!"
"Oh? Now that really is interesting!"
Madara Uchiha developed a bit of interest in the somewhat mysterious Mizuki.
"It seems you are a man with ideals as well, not one of those ant-like creatures. What is it that you want?"
Mizuki waved a hand.
"There's no need to recruit me at a time