I Really Didn't Want to Fight Anymore

"Madara, don't force me!"

Uchiha Ensei suddenly said something so abrupt and nonsensical that it sounded like a threat, yet more like a show of weakness.

"Do you still have some unknown technique?"

"But it seems that technique would harm you greatly."

"Let me guess. Is it the remaining Human Puppet beside you, or the Mangekyō Sharingan technique you've been hiding?"

"Or perhaps... Izanagi, or Izanami?"

Based on the intelligence White Zetsu had gathered, Madara Uchiha made his guesses bit by bit.

Before coming here, Madara Uchiha had never expected the brat before him to be this troublesome.

Even when he had faced Hashirama Senju back then, he had never felt this mentally exhausted.

That was right—mentally exhausted.

Because he could never know what strange technique this brat before him would suddenly use.

So far, he had already displayed part of the Rinnegan's power, Obito's Kamui Sharingan ability, Human Puppets, the Eight Gates, and all sorts of bizarre methods.

"I really don't want to fight anymore. How about you let me remove the Flying Thunder God Mark you placed on me, and I'll leave?"

Uchiha Ensei suddenly spoke, looking exactly like a willful child.

Seeing this, an inexplicable thought rose in Madara Uchiha's heart. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly sensed an extremely strange chakra presence not far away.

Almost instinctively, Madara Uchiha used Flying Thunder God to ambush Uchiha Ensei from the side, his palm passing through Uchiha Ensei's illusory body without the slightest obstruction.

At the same time, the Death God summoned by the Reaper Death Seal had only just begun to take shape where Madara Uchiha had been standing.

"Damn it, Sealing Jutsu is still too slow!"

Uchiha Ensei looked helplessly at the scene. Although he had not held much hope from the