After transplanting Hashirama's cells, Madara Uchiha had not only successfully awakened the Rinnegan, but his regenerative abilities were scarcely inferior to Hashirama Senju's. An existence like him was already terrifying.
"Phew... After so many years, the day had finally come."
The young Madara Uchiha was handsome and powerfully built. He wore armor popular during the Sengoku era and carried a fan and sickle. That sickle had effortlessly shattered Konan's attack, demonstrating just how ferocious it was. Yet even without those weapons, with Madara Uchiha's immense strength and battle experience enough to drive one mad, breaking Konan's attack would have been absurdly easy.
With her attack destroyed, Konan stared blankly at Uchiha Hikaru, whom Nagato had revived. Her mind had become a complete mess, and she could not understand what was happening. It was as though Akatsuki's existence had been a game of chess, with Black Zetsu as the player. All of Akatsuki's efforts and struggles had ultimately had not the slightest thing to do with them.
They had merely been used.
"I never expected someone like you to emerge from our Uchiha Clan."
Madara Uchiha ignored Konan completely. He took a few steps forward, looked at Hikaru as he slowly approached, and said with a smile. In his eyes, Konan was merely an abandoned chess piece, utterly unworthy of his attention.
Not only Konan—even Akatsuki's other members were disposable in Madara Uchiha's eyes.
"As a member of the Uchiha Clan, I believe you have seen the stone tablet within the Clan Shrine. You must understand what we are doing. So, how about it? Will you join our Infinite Tsukuyomi plan? If we join forces, we can absolutely sweep aside every enemy and complete the Infinite Tsukuyomi plan."
Though he knew it would be difficult to win Hikaru over, Madara Uchiha