Behind Me are Thousands of Lights

Three months! The Battle of the Strongest had lasted for three whole months.

The ninja's fighting methods were on the sly and ruthless side, and coupled with the rapid depletion of willpower, physical strength, and chakra during battle, it was difficult for battles between ninjas to last for a long period of time.

They were both unwilling to do so and unable to do so.

But now, the furious and incomparable, yet continuous and endless war between the most powerful people just appeared in front of everyone without any reservation.

Other than when the Six Paths Brothers sealed their mother, there had never been such a tragic and prolonged war in the world.

No, the two were the same!

It was only that back then, it was for the sake of the future of mankind that the Six Paths Brothers had tearfully sealed their own mother.

And this time, also for the sake of the future of mankind, he wanted to make the goddess who had been sealed for a thousand years return to earth again...

The war on the moon stretched on endlessly, and even across thousands of mountains, people could see the changes taking place on the moon.

Because under the joint power of the two supreme beings, the terrain and landscape on the moon was always being rapidly altered, and even people far away on the ground could easily see it.

After months of long consecutive battles, the ninja villages were simply unable to block out the news.

But after the initial boiling, the people on the ground were now gradually quieting down.

They clearly understood that when the war ended and that one remaining Supreme Power landed on the ground, the entire world would be different.

The world would turn at his fingertips.

Because his own power would surpass the sum of the power of the people of the entire world.

People long for his coming.

People fear his coming.

Buzz...

Three Sages sat opposite each other in the Myriad Wood Mountain.

Beside them, Jiraiya, Tsunade, and Orochimaru sat on their knees, their faces incredibly heavy.

The slug sage's size was too large, and even after collecting its form, it was still like a small mountain.

This overly large size really brought it too much trouble, so it usually stayed in its own nest, almost never go out.

But today it had a reason for having to leave its peaceful nest.

So did the White Snake Sage.

"Great Toad Sage! Please do it!"

Jiraiya bowed down deeply.

Tsunade bowed just as deeply, resting her forehead against the hard ground.

The Great Toad Sage narrowed his incredibly pale eyes; he did not answer, as if he was thinking, and as if he was listening.

Buzzing...

The strange chirping sound was once again playing softly beside the ears of the crowd.

This sound was very odd, and could be easily heard no matter where in the world it was located.

However, ever since the start of the battle of the strongest, this sound hadn't stopped, and everyone had long since grown accustomed to it.

Hearing it at this moment, there was actually no reaction.

"Great Toad Sage! This is not the time to meditate..."

Jiraiya had great respect for the powerful and wise Toad Sage, an ancient sage who not only possessed great power, but also the eyes to see through destiny.

He has benefited a lot from the Mount Myoboku, and naturally he does not dare to be so rude to the Toad Sage on weekdays.

But at this time... the Godaime Hokage has already been on the moon and fought with people for three months!

Since as a ninja, it is necessary to be prepared to fight and even die in battle.

Being a Kage is no exception.

But if one person had to die, then Jiraiya wanted it to be himself.

This disciple of his was an asshole, even he, the master, thought so.

But there was no denying that Konoha was getting stronger under the leadership of the Godaime.

They no longer had to force ignorant children to die on the battlefield.

He even saw the dawn of a new generation... It was an era that, truly, belonged to the ninja.

Although struggles and killings will still continue, people will abandon the bad habits of the past and move to a more civilized and open era.

It will not be the utopia that philosophers long for, but it is a major step in human history... But now, the Godaime Hokage is fighting to the death on the moon, but he can't do anything!

He was too weak and powerless.

It had been a long, long time since Jiraiya had felt this way since his own fighting system had been fully formed.

It was true that he was no match for those supreme powerhouses who turned the heavens and the earth upside down at every turn, but he was still one of the few experts in the world.

Unexpectedly, after reaching the twilight years, again to taste a little bit of childhood that, want to do something, but nothing can do the pain...

That once naughty and mischievous child had now become a supreme master that he couldn't reach, even making it impossible for him to even help anymore.

"Please... no matter what... please do something... even if it's just sending me to the moon..."

Jiraiya sat down under the earth, pleading almost pleadingly with the Toad Sage.

These three Sage were the only people he could think of who might be able to help his disciple.

After all, they had once lived in the same era as the Sage of Six Paths.

The current him was no longer the legendary Mount Myoboku's toad sage, just a helpless and desperate teacher.

The Great Toad Sage pondered for a long time, but never spoke.

Tsunade: "Slug Sage!"

Slug Sage was also silent.

The White Snake Sage spat out his letters and looked over at Aunt Snake.

"Why don't you ask me?"

"I believe in him, he'll be back."

"Oh? Orochimaru? You actually said you believe? That's not your style."

"That man possesses such ambition... he would never fall in such a place."

"Those who shouldn't be dead are dead, but those who shouldn't be alive are still alive." The White Snake Sage spat out his letter and mocked so, "Isn't this always the case in this human world?"

"No, he is not the same... If it is really like that, I will resurrect him. I heard him say that the Sharingan can be advanced into the Rinnegan, and even people who have been dead for a long time can come to earth again through Edo Tensei... It just so happens that the Uchiha clan has a lot of Sharingan."

The White Snake Sage silently turned her head.

"I don't have anything to say to love brain... Hey, Toad, is there really no way at all? Can't you see the future? Think of another way."

Since the beginning, Toad Sage had only gazed at the wine bowl in his hand.

More accurately, it was the wine liquid in the wine bowl that kept sending out layers of ripples with the strange vibrations.

"Have you all not heard it all along?"

"The king and the demon, they intersected in this era. Today, he is letting out the majestic howl of wanting to create heaven and earth once again..."

... ...

Minatsuki closed her hands as she stood quietly among the crowd, praying for her husband just like everyone else.

Makoto did not believe in God.

If there were gods in the world, then why would there be so much suffering in the human world.

If the gods knew that there was suffering but did not solve it, then what was the use of having these hairy gods.

It would be better to believe in this kind of gross god than to believe in a piece of barbecued pork.

After all, barbecued pork is really delicious.

In Makoto's hometown, if the Dragon King didn't send rain during a drought, he would be dragged out of the Dragon King's temple and beaten.

He didn't believe in gods, and even actually went to the Pure Land and met the Six Paths brothers. Under his influence, his family members likewise did not believe in gods.

But at this moment, she had to do something.

She was too weak to join him in battle like a ninja, but at the very least, she wanted to pass on this heart to him.

God and Buddha, please listen to my prayers, let him defeat all the enemies in the world...

Haku also followed his own mother's example and prayed silently for him.

"Godfather."

Haku thought this in his mind, and for some reason, uttered a sound.

"Godfather!"

... ...

In the Kiri village, Terumi Mei raised her head and gazed at the moon in the sky.

The moon was beautiful tonight, but that man was no longer in the earth. He was using powers she couldn't imagine, fighting people to the death on the moon.

As a Mizukage, she should want him to lose.

A Hokage this powerful was a deadly threat to anyone.

Makoto was terrifying enough before, let alone at this point when he truly possessed invincible power.

But as a female, she wanted him to win.

The feelings of a Mizukage and a female had always been opposites in her mind.

The little girl in her heart made her proud of her lover's power.

And the Mizukage's duty made her fear the power of Hokage.

The two had always clashed, but at the very least, at this moment, the belief in her heart was unmistakable.

"O ancestors, please make sure to protect him back..."

... ...

Pakura was bathed in the moonlight, she stroked her belly, her gaze gentle and strong.

"Please be sure to gain victory... In this world, there are still many people waiting for your return..."

... ...

Yugito sat on the ground in a daze, she was surprised to realize that she was in a very odd realm.

She only remembers that she was forcibly extracted from the biju and should have died, but now...

The entire field had no up and down, just an endless pure white.

Yugito's experience had taught her that such a monotonous color could easily become annoying after looking at it for too long.

But for some reason, the only place where things became completely different was in this field.

It was cozy.

It was as if she had returned to her little baby's room.

An unprecedented sense of peace of mind surfaced.

However, when Yugito was immersed in this marvelous feeling of peace of mind and was about to fall into a deep sleep, she was grabbed by a leg in an incomparably rude manner, and then lifted up.

Yugito opened her eyes, and what she saw was an incomparably familiar face.

"Yondaime Raikage-sama!"

The person who was supposed to be dead was now alive in front of her.

Yugito, who had been bullied by Makoto in the past few years, had a sore nose and almost cried out.

"Alright, alright, don't look at me with that expression... we're almost out of time. Yugito, hurry up and come with me, we must act now."

"Hey? Go? Go where?"

Yugito's mind was really full of doubts right now.

"To save that asshole kid... this world is so interesting, he killed me and now I have to find a way to save him."

"But it can't be helped... everything is for the village... ha, if he really succeeds then the village will be completely finished...this bastard, he's really good at causing trouble..."

Still as brash as he remembered, the Yondaime Raikage muttered under his breath, and through his rambling words, Yugito gradually understood everything.

"We're going to save the Godaime Hokage?"

"Well... this guy is playing too big a game this time, he's putting two of the most powerful enemies in his life against each other, and while it can be argued that it's a last resort... he's really going to lose if this keeps up. "

The Yondaime Raikage muttered a few more words, before pulling Yugito with him, and marching off towards somewhere.

Yugito wasn't sure exactly how long or how far he had traveled forward.

It could have been seconds, or it could have been centuries.

Anyway when the two stopped, an immense square appeared in front of her.

Standing in the plaza, on the other hand, were ninjas in various forms that could not be seen at a glance.

These ninjas were dressed differently and Yugito recognized a small portion of them, but more of them were completely unfamiliar faces.

From the forehead protector carried by the other party, she found some Kumo ninja, but she had never seen them before... It didn't look like they were pretending, rather it looked like...

"Raikage-sama, those Kumo ninjas are..."

"Who else could they be, our forefathers of course."

"So, we came here to be..."

"It's been said several times, it's to save that bastard kid... Look there, it's the Sage of Six Paths!"

Yugito followed the Yondaime Raikage's finger and saw two strange men slowly falling from the sky.

They were dressed in white, obviously not very serious, but their bodies were wrapped in a strange pressure that made people shiver.

Yugito recognized them; they were the famous Six Path brothers.

Otsutsuki Hagoromo and Otsutsuki Hamura.

"Onii-sama, the Pure Land hasn't been this lively for a long time."

"Yes, since the beginning of mankind, humans have been constantly fighting each other, never stopping. The spectacle of gathering for one person nowadays is truly a rare sight in a thousand years."

"Indeed. But onii-sama, what kind of character that fellow has, you also know... if you really let him go to the end..."

Makoto always felt as if Otsutsuki Hagoromo disliked him a bit, and had been targeting him if nothing else.

This was actually not an illusion.

It was true that Hamura did not like him, but Makoto was mistaken about the reason.

After spending so many years in the Pure Land, all the things of the mortal world had long since been out of Hamura's mind.

The reason he has always disliked Makoto is because he... has deep demonic roots!

When he came to the Pure Land on his first day, Hamura had noticed the madness under his eyes.

This was a ruthless man who was willing to cut even his own soul in order to succeed.

I'm afraid that handing the world over to such a maniac is not a good thing.

"Indeed. That child, by nature, doesn't trust anyone. I knew that from the moment he appeared before me."

"Then why did you help him?"

Instead of answering directly, Otsutsuki Hamura looked at the ninjas gathered in front of him.

"It wasn't me who summoned them here, it was they themselves who wanted to come over... that child's body possesses the most powerful force on the sea..."

"They were mortal enemies before, but now they all want to help him."

"He doesn't have a noble character, but he has shown them with his actions that he can change everything... change this world that constantly hates each other..."

The last thing the ninja world lacked was strong and ambitious people.

Everyone was bitter about the war, and Makoto wasn't the first to want to end it.

But without exception, everyone had failed.

There were many reasons for this, but the result was the same.

Honestly, Sage of Six Paths was very disappointed.

Close to a thousand years had passed since he had sealed his mother and passed down the Ninshu Sect. And in such a long time, the Ninshu Sect had surprisingly failed to lead mankind to progress.

The strength of the ninjutsu had indeed progressed over the years. But for humanity as a whole, these military advances were really just destroying humanity itself faster and better.

The torrent of time rolled by, and the greatest creation made by the ninjas turned out to be only the establishment of the ninja village.

Then... killed and injured more ninjas with each other.

Until some asshole came along.

With money and all sorts of dirty tricks, he began to slowly build his own kingdom.

An unprecedented concept began to be born in the hearts of ninjas - the merger of ninjutsu villages! Making ninjutsu, the representative of productivity!

In various countries, the ninja saw the changes he brought about, he enabled people to live a dignified life.

They were no longer machines that only knew how to kill, but people with dignity.

The grass ninjas, who were already accustomed to killing and plundering, knew for the first time that gaining the respect of others did not necessarily require a weapon in their hands, but could also be based on superior courier skills.

For the first time, the ninja of Kiri knew that they could feed and clothe their families without killing, just by making matches and catching fish.

For the first time, the Oro-nin knew that the fertile lands of their own families were no longer a source of mischief and suffering, but that they could also be the foundation of happiness.

The famous bastard had harmed many people, but he had never wronged ninjas.

And in the schools of Konoha, Sage of Six Paths saw the light of the future.

Many of Konoha's ninja students were not destined to become good warriors. Yet they grew up with an ear for the art of ninjutsu, and were immensely familiar with it... They would become scholars, researchers, and engineers, fusing the familiar art of ninjutsu with technology...

Ninja world wind and rain for more than a thousand years, the grudge between each other has long been too thick to sort out, and no one can forgive on behalf of the dead people.

But... the dead people themselves can.

"Let this guy live, he can make our offspring live better."

I don't know who started it, but it came from the crowd.

Hazura sighed and closed his own eyes.

"Does this world... even have to be so twisted for heroes?"

"It's you who read too many novels, long ago I told you not to read that kind of stuff for nothing. Where in the world is there such a pure white hero."

"Onii-sama, aren't you?"

"If I were, I shouldn't have sat dry for a thousand years for the sake of supposedly keeping the pact of the dead not interfering with the earth."

The two looked at each other and smiled, there was some bitterness in their words, but there was also some relief.

Both of them folded their hands at the same time.

"The children have already worked so hard, we who are ancestors can't disgrace them... gentlemen, help me!"

Along with Sage of Six Paths' words, all the ninjas within the Pure Land all folded their hands and offered their strength.

One by one, warm points of light flew up from their bodies, eventually following the tiny hole that someone had opened when they entered, and penetrating towards the earth.

... ...

Boom, boom, boom!

Endless explosions continued to vibrate in Makoto's five senses.

He could no longer remember exactly how many times he had heard that sound that was like a heavenly collapse.

Ten thousand times, a hundred thousand times, or... a million times?

He really couldn't remember.

At this time, his memory was hazy, and the only thing he remembered was the endless blasting, and the... ever approaching death.

Boom!

Another round of heavy punches wildly and incomparably bombarded his face, knocking him into a mental trance. In an instant, he was unable to control his body at all, and was sent flying far away.

In the wilderness of his mind, Makoto didn't know how long he had been flying.

When he managed to recover his five senses and stopped again, he was already ten thousand miles away from the Good Soul.

And the incomparably terrifying Good Soul was keeping one hand in the action of sending him flying, while the other hand was constantly forming seals, as if he was blasting each other with an overwhelmingly powerful person.

-The Good Soul was maneuvering his body and fighting a final battle with Uchiha Madara.

Even if both of them had already entered the Six Paths realm, it was still a bit too much torture to continuously fight for a small half year.

Gradually, both of them were approaching their limits.

Although they didn't speak, both of them understood that within the next thousand moves, they had to distinguish a winner no matter what.

Otherwise, even a Six Path level body would be eventually dragged down.

Uchiha Madara did not want to lose.

Makoto didn't want to lose either.

"Ahem... this guy is really terrifying a little too much...even with one against two, there is still no way to solve him...what should I do next? "

"Calm down! Calm! Now is not the time to disorganize yourself!"

Makoto, who had been sent flying out, stopped on the desert of his mind as he playfully dodged Good Soul's constant stream of attacks while trying to think of a countermeasure.

Makoto had known for a long time that this fellow, the Good Soul, was completely overmodeled, so Makoto had utilized his good nature and made multiple preparations long before he fought him.

Just as Makoto thought, this guy stepped on all the holes he left behind without fail.

But...

But even so, he was still able to completely overwhelm him and barely manage to maintain it while fighting Uchihasan to the death.

In order to defeat the Good Soul, Makoto took the initiative to destroy the Heart Demon that was already in a million bitter shapes.

Once the Heart Demon was destroyed, the two souls were immediately imbalanced and could no longer maintain the pattern of one soul in the Pure Land and one soul on earth.

Now that both souls were on earth, that meant directly destroying the good soul's infinite chakra.

If the good soul always maintains the infinite chakra state, Uchiha Madara simply does not have the slightest chance of winning.

Scrape just scrape, Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion can still scrape people to death.

Secondly, Makoto is dead or alive do not add essence, always a card to go all over the world.

And then powerful jutsu, blood, no chakra is meaningless, and the amount of chakra of the Uchiha Madara, can not be said to be not horrible, not to mention that he also has nine small animals in the body to help.

Finally, it is in the battle, Makoto himself personally, constantly messing with the good spirits, creating opportunities for Uchiha Madara.

Uchiha Madara was a true battle master, as long as he didn't laugh maniacally, his control of the battle situation was superb.

As long as he finds an opportunity, the result will definitely be incomparably tragic.

So three kinds of super debuff together pressure down, ordinary strong person has long been pitched dead can not be dead again.

But the good soul of this guy not only was not crushed to death, but instead had the meaning of slowly reversing the situation... This guy's micro-manipulation, is really too terrible!

Super high density operation not only can effectively save chakra, but also in extreme circumstances, can win more and more tactical advantages for the owner.

That is, Makoto is still constantly pulling interference, otherwise, with the power of Uchiha Madara, I am afraid that it has long been defeated.

...It's really ten times stronger when it's blackened, and it's half as strong as whitewashing. If I could control this power, Konoha would be in trouble!

But now... in the end how can I win?

Makoto was anxious, but never thought of a way to turn defeat into victory. He didn't have much time, as the Good Soul had completely descended, it was slowly but surely assimilating into his body.

His time, was running out.

The more Makoto tried to calm himself down, the more his heart beat furiously, and in the end, it even vaguely felt out of control.

Just when Makoto's heart was in turmoil, the Good Soul suddenly stopped.

"Do you know, why you are always inferior to me?"

The hell knows what the good soul is thinking, he is still fighting with Uchiha Madara outside, but the person is here chatting with him.

...Sure enough, the villain died from talking too much.

But he was willing to talk, so Makoto let him.

He squeezed what was left of the wisdom in his body and thought about how to break the situation.

"For not being selfish enough."

"...What?"

"Yes, because you're not selfish enough."

Makoto had been patted on the back by countless people in his life. But he had never imagined that one day he would actually lose to Good Soul for this reason.

"I'm not selfish enough? If I'm not selfish enough, then there are no selfish people in the world."

"Not enough. Far from enough."

Good Soul raised his hand once again, and the boundless attacks once again came overwhelmingly.

Makoto had no choice but to barely dodge.

"You who are so weak will not be able to defeat me."

"But as you know, I wasn't prepared to kill you from the start. After killing you, I will never be complete... again, so give up and become one with me."

"As mounts, let us return to our original state once again."

Having said that, the Good Soul's attacks did not stop at all.

The frenzied attacks became more and more intense, and Makoto dodged with more and more difficulty.

However, he was still gritting his teeth and holding on.

He certainly wasn't worried that the Good Soul would kill him; as he himself had said, once it did, he would never be whole again.

But the difference between the two souls is really too great, and if they really fused like this, the thing they fused into would definitely be the same as him...

It would be a complete disaster.

But how in the world was it going to win?

-Damn Madara, he purposely left the No Matter What card to him, just want to use the good soul's kind character, let Uchiha Madara get a strategic advantage, but who knows this bad boy even do not want!

Originally simple and simple things, now it has become incredibly complicated.

Nervousness and eagerness constantly stirred everywhere in Makoto's heart, and the overly great pressure was almost about to completely crush him.

However, when the pressure spread to an extremely high area, Makoto suddenly calmed down.

The bigger the fish, the smaller the fish, between life and death, he completely regained his composure.

He even had time to think about what Good Soul had said before...

What is the difference between a king and a mount?

As an old secondary, Makoto certainly knew that this was not asking about such childish riddles as he and his mount, two feet and four feet.

If there is regardless of posture or ability as well as power two identical existence.

If there were two identical beings, regardless of posture or ability and power, what would be the difference between the one who became a king and dominated the war, and the remaining one who became a mount to increase his strength?

There is only one answer: instinct!

What people with the same power need in order to use it, what they need in order to become a king, is the absolute desire to fight, to pursue power, to destroy the enemy without mercy, to cut him into pieces!

That is, the deepest part of our body, the penetrating killing reaction that is imprinted on the most primitive roots of things!

-The above is the standard answer.

Because Makoto is rational, he will think about the gains and losses, so he is weak.

A real mafia, when he said to kill you, must have already completed this thing.

And Makoto was still thinking about the benefits.

As Makoto's mind turned, he also realized that this was the selfishness that the Good Soul was talking about.

"Do you understand - you really have understood, haven't you!"

"This is the difference between you and me!"

"If my beloved brother was killed by someone, then even if my brother's killer was right in the center of the city, I would definitely pull a handful out and kill him with a single slash!"

"I don't care what the law thinks, and I don't care what other people think of me! All I want to do is to kill him!"

"And you, can't do that!"

Good Soul was very kind, he wouldn't attack people who looked up to him and respected him.

Because of this characteristic of his, Makoto had shaded him several times, and he succeeded every time, the Good Soul simply couldn't do anything about him.

In fact, the Good Soul had always known that fighting on the ground was most favorable to him. Because he can absorb the grudges between heaven and earth to fight, but in order to protect the people on the earth, not let them be affected too much, he took the initiative to come to the moon this grudge is difficult to reach the place.

But this guy is overly kind, so he kills without mercy.

It could even be said that he had no scruples and acted like a sociopathic personality.

In any case, the scene has become what it is now. What exactly should be used to turn defeat into victory?

Boom!

Good Soul continued to maintain its suppression of him, but at this very moment, electricity suddenly flashed and shook on the desert of the mind, as if the entire world had been hit hard.

-It was Uchiha Madara!

Taking advantage of the opening where Makoto attracted the Good Soul, he made a heavy blow to the Good Soul.

But the Good Soul and Makoto were different; if it were Makoto, after receiving a heavy blow, he could only hold off and recuperate first.

Good Soul, on the other hand, directly seized the opportunity to give Uchiha Madara a hard... hit, although both of them knew that this kind of attack that couldn't be fatal didn't really mean much to each other other other other than just looking good.

"One hundred moves."

"You don't have much time."

Makoto was silent, yet at this very moment, one point of light after another penetrated from a certain hollow, slowly filling the entire wasteland.

"This is... these forces are... are chakra from others!"

"No, this can't be considered chakra, this is... the mind from another person!"

Chakra is the energy that comes from the combination of body and spirit, but under certain special circumstances, the mind alone can likewise cause interference in the world.

Take for example, Gaara's sand.

It wasn't Ichibi protecting him, it was his long-ascended mother protecting him.

This desire to always protect her son opened the door of possibility and created this incredible miracle.

And now, the ninja in the Pure Land united their thoughts with each other, forming one ball of light after another.

These balls of light might not be powerful enough, but with such a huge number of them, they could definitely help him defeat the Good Soul!

"It's not in vain that I helped them so much... Although it's made to look like a traditional hot-blooded manga, it's just good to defeat you!"

Makoto finally regained some confidence.

"Is that so? Are they really here to help you?"

"Don't forget, I'm the good."

"What they want to guard is actually not you."

"It's a bit too abstract for them to see a purely evil soul doing good all the time."

The Good Soul smiled, and a glowing light emanated from its body.

Then under Makoto's dumbfounded gaze, all of these almost endless balls of light that came from the Pure Land all came to the side of the Good Soul.

Its speed was so fast that all of the Axe Gang's colleagues couldn't help but shed tears.

How... is it that even the mind has the time to misjudge ah!

Makoto frantically spat in his heart, only feeling physically and mentally exhausted.

The gap between the two was already large, and as a result, all of these hard-won intentions ran to the opposite side.

How else could this win?

"But ever since I came to this shitty world, I've been this unlucky... Come on!"

The fact that the enemy had gotten stronger again was indeed very disheartening. But loss was loss, and just folding his arms was not what Makoto wanted.

He rubbed his cheeks and took the initiative to charge towards the Good Soul.

Just as he acted, the Uchiha Madara outside also bullied his way up once again - even in the most critical moment, Makoto still hadn't forgotten to utilize the power of others!

"No matter how many times we try again, the result will be the same..."

At this time, the Good Soul was busy dealing with Uchiha Madara, and the amount of energy he could spend on Makoto naturally decreased sharply.

But at this time, there was no need for him to do anything. Those balls of light that gathered at a rapid speed just as depicted in the King's Road hot-blooded manga, took the initiative and crashed over towards Makoto.

"Well... it hurts..."

Makoto had also been to the battlefield, and had also been cut down to five labors and almost hung up.

He knew very well where the limit of pain was.

However, after this ball of light crashed into him, he felt the pain above the limit of pain... It was the feeling of his soul being destroyed.

-These thoughts that wanted to guard him, but in turn, gave him a heavy blow!

Makoto's soul convulsed in pain, but it was good that that ball of light seemed to have only one strike. After hitting him, that ball of light also disappeared... But in front of his eyes, there were still endless balls of light.

If he continued to rush up like this, I'm afraid that he wouldn't be able to support himself for long before he was knocked to his knees by the ball of light to the ground, no longer able to resist.

But if he didn't continue forward, then he would never have a chance to turn around again.

Even if he escaped from the hands of the Good Soul, there was no second Uchiha Madara in the world who could suppress the Good Soul for him.

The hesitation only lasted for a split second before Makoto decided to move on.

Buzz!

Another ball of light, ruthlessly crashed into Makoto's body, destroying a part of his soul while causing his body to tremble continuously.

The sudden sharp pain made Makoto almost unable to hold on - this was still the second ball of light!

Behind it, there were still almost endless balls of light.

Still, Makoto clenched his teeth and moved forward again.

Waiting for him was the fourth, fifth, and even tenth ball of light.

He couldn't dodge them, couldn't avoid them, and could only resist them.

With just a few balls of light crashing over, Makoto was almost about to faint.

But he still endured it.

And as the impacts continued, Makoto gradually noticed an odd change that was happening to him.

Each impact would permanently destroy some of his soul. But with the disappearance of his soul, the filth that had been lodged on top of it also disappeared.

Without that taint, his entire being became refreshed.

Life lives in the food chain, it is inevitable that heavy metals are enriched.

When people lived in society, it was inevitable that their souls would be tainted.

Only a guy like Good Soul, who was incomparably extreme and always lived in extreme environments, could always remain baby-like and pure.

After being hit by the light ball, Makoto lost some of his soul, but he gained more...

More and more light balls came towards him like rain.

Makoto crossed his heart, and instead of avoiding those balls of light, he took the initiative to crash into them.

Divided and crushed, more and more souls belonging to him were hardened by the balls of light.

But his originally silent soul was also becoming more and more brilliant.

"Oh, not escaping, but actively crashing into it?"

"You fellow, it's not even because of you!"

After being hit countless times, Makoto's entire spirit fell into a state of ecstasy, but at the same time, he also felt that his state had never been so wonderful.

His soul was already too much smaller than before, but the degree of radiance had already caught up with the Good Soul, and even... was even better.

The incomparably soothing feeling made him almost feel like he was going to fly. The many questions that were originally puzzled were directly answered without even realizing it.

"I see... Is... that so?..."

The Good Soul cocked his head and paused for a moment.

Then... he moved his finger, and all the remaining balls of light surged together madly towards Makoto, smashing his few remaining souls into pieces.

Even Makoto himself felt that if it wasn't for the Good Soul wanting to merge with him and taking the initiative to stay his hand, I'm afraid that he would have been completely vaporized.

However, he hadn't.

Then...

At this moment, Makoto's soul was already in tatters and looked incomparably pitiful. But as far as he himself was concerned, it was incomparably soothing.

After his soul was crushed for the most part, all that filth was swept away. The only thing that could survive such a fierce attack was naturally the purest part of the soul.

--It was the endless malice and greed.

Being completely deleted of those things that didn't know what they were, incomparably pure evil thoughts.

"It feels like I've returned to the very beginning... This feels so good... Striking out at whatever I like, without hesitation, without hesitation, much less being bound by the so-called morality..."

"I just like young and pretty cute beauty girls, I just want to open a harem!"

"As for what they really think, it has nothing to do with me!"

"I just want to make money, I just want to make my own little brothers follow me to eat good food and drink good food, and to piss off those old bastards!"

"Whether it's in accordance with the law and morality is none of my business!"

"I just want to destroy everything that upsets me, regardless of the big picture!"

"I'm the big picture, the rest has nothing to do with me!"

Words that were capricious to the extreme would not be uttered by any adult with a little bit of intelligence and emotional intelligence.

But Makoto said it without any qualms.

Good Soul smiled at the asshole who represented the evil side of the world.

He wasn't ready to point fingers.

Although the plan was a bit different from what he had expected..., it was also him.

The evil soul made no effort to hide his malice, no matter what consequences it might bring.

Good souls also made no secret of their good intentions, no matter what consequences they might bring.

If killing a million nobles would save one person, then he would kill them all without mercy!

In his eyes, human lives were never the two ends of the scale.

Thus, he continued to smile towards Makoto.

"You extreme fellow."

"You're the only one not qualified to say that!"

At this point, Makoto had become incredibly small, but he still charged towards Makoto without hesitation.

Good Soul continued to fight Uchiha Madara, but the amount of mind power placed on Makoto was obviously much more than before.

And then - the battle!

Two people who were selfish to the extreme fought together without hesitation.

Fighting to be able to kill, fighting to be able to start a harem, fighting to be able to do whatever they wanted!

War, war, war!

Souls of different colors of black and white kept crashing into each other, Makoto's soul at this time was far smaller than the Good Soul's, but the toughness that he revealed, in turn, overwhelmed the Good Soul.

Because at this time, his power had completely merged with his bad character.

The madness and ambition that was so powerful that it was heterogeneous provided him with a constant supply of power, and by doing so, he was able to valley his power to a higher realm.

"I just love mother-daughter gaijin, I'm going to wait for White to grow up, and I won't allow myself to die, much less allow anyone to taint my mother and daughter!"

"I just love sisters! As long as they're cute girls, I love them!"

"I don't like it when they cry, so I want them to laugh every day!"

"I already have nothing, so no one can take anything away from me, anymore!"

Eccentric and greedy thoughts constantly trembled, and with the addition of these pure and extreme to evil thoughts, the two sides then fought to a draw!

For the first time, the Good Soul revealed a reluctant expression.

Because of Makoto's constant stirring, he had gradually become powerless in the battle with Uchiha Madara.

Even he was unable to challenge two overwhelmingly powerful people at the same time while taking a full debuff.

If he faced either of them individually, he was certain to win, but both together...

would lose!

For the first time, such a thought crossed Good Soul's mind.

However, he did not back down.

Instead, he smiled broadly and launched a desperate charge towards his destiny.

Just as the Evil Soul had done.

The two swung their fists, completely ignoring the consequences that would follow, and swung a deadly punch towards each other.

The iron fists of the two men, together, pierced through each other's chests.

This was the first time Good Soul had suffered a loss in a head-on battle.

"-Unh!"

Both of them spat out blood at the same time, but the light in both of their eyes shone brighter and brighter like stars.

"Strange... what the hell is... going on with this guy?"

Uchiha Madara looked at Makoto in doubt.

Since boarding the moon, Uchiha Madara had always had a very strange feeling.

And now, this feeling was getting stronger and stronger... It was as if he was fighting himself...

His power, is weakening at an incredible speed.

But he no longer wanted to care about this, he gathered the power of the six paths and prepared to fight Makoto to the death.

The two sides had been tormented for far too long and far too long, and the power of both sides had never been able to deal a fatal blow to the other.

Now, if he wanted to strike a fatal blow, he could only use the power of the Six Paths to blast each other without regard to the cost.

It was dangerous, but he had to do it.

"Then, it's time for the final blow..."

Uchiha Madara, whose Six Paths' power had gone crazy, charged towards Makoto.

Any big skill could be dodged by the opponent, and only close combat could completely end everything.

The two souls of good and evil simultaneously felt Uchiha Madara's dominating thoughts and understood his determination.

For the belief in his heart, he had already given up everything.

And it is surprising that they... have not yet been divided!

The good soul was going to surpass the evil soul in quantity.

But the quality of the Evil Soul had countered the Good Soul in a short period of time.

That endless greed reversed the gap between each other's souls in the shortest time.

"You should have just gone to the Pure Land, I should have stayed on earth."

"So what went wrong in the first place, the two of us completely reversed!"

"Who knows... but I'm afraid neither of us would have made it this far if we hadn't been reversed..."

"Is now the time to talk about this!"

Both of them at the same time will valley move power, will each other completely bombard defeat, and then go to face the Uchiha Madara's final blow.

But the power of the two people now, is really too close...

At this time the Uchiha Madara has not cared about those weird abnormalities, he will be his whole heart and power, even ignited the ten tails, is to blast him down with one blow!

Strong and powerful attack, even the concept of time and space became incomparably blurred.

The two souls subconsciously tried to resist together, but the two souls quickly realized that their power was surprisingly insufficient.

They were spending too much power on each other.

The power of their companions, mates, superiors, seniors, and dear friends who had come to help them before had all been consumed by the evil souls.

Death, it was just around the corner.

It was obvious that Uchiha himself couldn't control such furious power, his body was cracking everywhere, and even shards kept falling from his body.

This was already the strongest strike he could mobilize.

There was no way back for him.

Just as they were.

Two people who were selfish to the extreme, who wouldn't be shaken at all by anyone, by anything.

And the result of neither of them faltering was that both of them would die here together!

"No, we also share a common claim..."

"What common demands can we have?"

"What are you pretending to be stupid for? You don't remember what you wrote on the first page of your own journal?"

"The first page..."

Of course the Good Soul remembered.

It was an ambition he had written down shortly after coming to this world.

"I'm going to become Hokage."

"I'm going to open a big crystal palace."

"I'm going to save everyone."

Since he had come to the Naruto world, it was only natural that he wanted to become Hokage, right?

But Hokage isn't just Hokage...

"That's the old man's youth!"

The cicadas in the trees are the highlight of summer, and little children with their pocket nets think that if they catch the cicadas, they will catch the summer.

But summer will eventually pass, and will not stay because of anyone.

The little boy will eventually grow up and not be young anymore.

Yet... that heart never changes!

He was good, he wanted to save everyone.

He is evil, he wants to possess everyone.

They cannot exist at the same time.

But at this moment, they did coexist.

Two people with different purposes, for one common thing, reached unity.

For the first time, the two souls simultaneously dropped their bickering and let go of their bodies together, allowing the other to invade them.

After many years, the two souls finally became one again.

Uchiha Madara's blow containing the power of the Six Paths smashed heavily into Makoto's head.

Uchiha Madara had succeeded, and that feeling of striking a kind of physical object could not be faked at all.

This battle that lasted for months ended with him gaining the victory.

Wait...

"No... no... why aren't you defending..."

"Because I'm going to concentrate all my remaining strength and blast you down in one breath!"

With a loud boom, countless mists of blood exploded behind Makoto, and his body, which was guarded by the power of the Six Yin and Yang, almost completely exploded.

But at the same time, his fist was accelerated to an incredible degree.

The joy of victory had just been born when Makoto also sent his strike containing greed and guardianship through Uchiha's heart!

"Die, Uchiha Madara!"

The two Six Path level supreme beings fell from the moon at the same time!