"Take me down with you? You're not worthy."
Sen snorted coldly, and the green radiance beneath his hand surged.
His fist slammed down, wreathed in raging wind and thunder.
A heavy boom struck, making everyone's eardrums ache.
His green fist smashed straight into the Scepter's tip.
Violent energy exploded between them.
Sludge mixed with splintered wood sprayed high into the air.
"Break, damn you!"
Sen roared, veins bulging one by one along his wrist.
The hardened Truth-Seeking Orb Scepter gave a hideous, teeth-grating squeal.
Finally, with a crack, the Scepter snapped in midair.
"This is impossible! My Scepter actually broke?!"
Madara's Rinnegan contracted sharply, his face filled with disbelief.
The green-glowing fist drove straight into Madara's chest without losing momentum.
With a wet crunch, five fingers punched straight through bone.
A great spray of warm blood burst from his back.
"Your Divine Body's pretty brittle too, you old boot."
Sen grinned, Madara's warm blood filling the gaps between his fingers.
Anyone else would have died on the spot from that blow.
Yet Madara grinned amid the storm and let out a shrill, savage laugh.
"Hahahaha! Sen Senju, you underestimate a god!"
Madara's mouth was full of blood, his eyes wild with madness.
"I am now an undying, indestructible true divine immortal!"
The moment he finished speaking, green light blazed from his chest.
Shattered bone and mangled flesh writhed madly like living creatures.
In less than a second, the wound healed completely.
Even the corner of his white robe regrew without a mark.
"The Divine Tree's power truly is extraordinary. Magnificent!"
Madara rolled his restored shoulders, red light flaring in his eyes.
"Sen Senju, no matter how many times you kill me..."
"I can rise again in an instant, completely unscathed!"
Sen curled his lip and shook the filthy blood off