Chp-127: Ultraman vs. Uchiha Madara

"So this is your plan, Madara."

After listening to Uchiha Madara's explanation, Obito's eyes were cold, and the dim light was reflecting in his blood-red eyes.

"That's right. Only through this method can we truly change this false world."

Madara wobbled to his feet, placing his hand on the nearby White Zetsu. Black fluid began to pour out, quickly enveloping half of the White Zetsu's body.

"I've infused my will into this creature. Think of it as half of me, although it's just a poor imitation."

"There's a boy in Amegakure named Nagato. I've entrusted my eyes to him."

"Go, this is the first step of the plan."

"Take all the White Zetsu with you. I no longer need them."

...

After Obito left, the dark underground cave fell silent once more.

Madara leaned back in his large chair, his aged face staring wistfully at the ceiling.

"Come out."

His deep voice echoed through the vast cave.

"As expected of Uchiha Madara, you noticed my presence."

The sound of clapping suddenly filled the cave as a strange figure emerged from the stone floor. Silver fluid squirmed, forming into a humanoid shape.

Madara, with his transplanted Sharingan, gazed at the mysterious intruder with a hint of wariness.

"I've always been curious about the faint sense of being watched. The White Zetsu didn't detect anything unusual."

"Now I understand. A strange life form, similar to White Zetsu, but entirely different..."

Zero, or rather Hyuuga Satoru, chuckled.

"So you sent away all the White Zetsu, choosing to face me alone because you knew I would reveal myself only under such circumstances?"

Madara remained silent.

"Who are you? Or rather, what are you?"

He now knew his identity as Uchiha Madara and his decades-long underground scheme, yet he showed no surprise.

"Ultraman."

Hyuuga Satoru said earnestly.

"Ultraman?"

Madara was taken aback, his brows furrowing in confusion.

He had never heard of such a ninja in the Shinobi world.

"Madara, your vision is too narrow."

Hyuuga Satoru chuckled.

"Your focus has always been on the Shinobi world. Have you ever considered that beyond Earth, there's a vast universe?"

Madara was silent.

He had long realized the world was spherical but had never considered exploring beyond the stars.

"So what? How does that relate to my plan? Once the Infinite Tsukuyomi succeeds, the world will achieve eternal peace."

He stared directly at Hyuuga Satoru.

"How laughable, Madara. Perhaps you need to learn some history."

"In the stars beyond, there's a race known as the Otsutsuki. Earth is merely a soil bed for their Divine Tree. Your Infinite Tsukuyomi is just paving the way for them."

"What do you know?"

Madara's eyes flashed, sensing something important.

Hyuuga Satoru laughed hoarsely.

"Three million light-years away, in the M78 Nebula, lies my home. We Ultraman have always battled the dark forces of the universe. The Otsutsuki are one of our enemies."

"They scour the cosmos, searching for planets with potential, planting their Divine Trees. The fate of planets they target is always desolation."

"Oh, and the Divine Tree is the combined form of the nine-tailed beasts. Once you seal them in the Gedo Mazo, the Divine Tree will revive."

"So, you're here to stop me?"

Madara squinted at Hyuuga Satoru.

Hyuuga Satoru's words made sense. He didn't understand most of it, but one thing was clear: Hyuuga Satoru didn't approve of the Infinite Tsukuyomi.

"I think you misunderstand." Hyuuga Satoru spread his hands. "I don't see us as enemies. In fact, I think we can cooperate."

"Chaos can give birth to new order. From it, a new world might emerge."

Hyuuga Satoru spoke sincerely.

His plan was to transform Earth into a base for a counterattack against the Otsutsuki. In a sense, Madara's plan could help with the initial phase.

"I don't want to hear your nonsense. If you want cooperation, prove your strength!"

Madara squinted his eyes, and a blue skeletal arm emerged from his body, smashing down heavily.

Boom!

Hyuuga Satoru's body appeared elsewhere, his eyelids twitching.

Madara was unreasonable, activating his Susano'o with one eye!

This would make Sasuke, who struggled to maintain Susano'o for minutes, feel inadequate.

This clone's strength still fell short of his main body.

However, after the Tyrant Mode, my mastery of electromagnetic force has improved. I might be able to fight Madara with this.

The nanomaterials in his body vibrated rapidly, converting into a large amount of energy. Hyuuga Satoru crossed his arms in front of him.

"Zetton's Fire Beam!"

Developing new abilities was necessary if he wanted to make use of this alias.

A powerful laser erupted, and Madara's face grew serious. His Susano'o expanded, growing bones and muscles.

It blocked the incoming beam.

Madara staggered back a few steps under the impact, looking up at the cracked Susano'o with a hint of battle lust.

"Impressive! A jutsu with no hand signs and no chakra waves. Dance, dance to your heart's content!"

This guy, even at death's door, wouldn't give up on dancing?

Hyuuga Satoru rolled his eyes.

Madara was clearly nearing his end, using the Susano'o with brute force. He was barely hanging on by sheer will.

In that case, I'll go all out and test this clone's strength.

He slapped his hands on the ground.

"Iron Wood Release!"

Crack! Crack!

Large, black metal branches burst from the cave floor, resembling a sinister thicket, charging toward Madara.

"Wood Release? No, but very similar. I'm getting excited. Dance! Dance to your heart's content!"

Madara's eyes filled with bloodshot veins as he laughed maniacally. The Susano'o's arms materialized two swords, slashing at the encroaching black branches.

The branches were cut but quickly regrew.

Within moments, they surrounded the Susano'o entirely.

Crack!

The rear, not covered by the Susano'o, was pierced.

"Damn it!"

Madara felt like he was about to collapse.

Young people have no sense of ethics!

He managed to fight so well, mainly because of the Gedo Mazo's supply.

In that case...

Taking a deep breath, he quickly formed hand signs, channelling all his remaining chakra into his mouth.

"Fire Release! Majestic Destroyer Flame!"

A torrent of flames erupted from his mouth, transforming into a massive sea of fire that engulfed the entire underground space.

With him unable to maintain it, the Susano'o was breached by the surrounding black branches; burning and scorching metal branches pierced his body.

Moments later, the fire subsided. Madara, trembling, gasped for air and staggered back to his large chair.

His body was riddled with holes from the metal branches, chakra completely depleted, hanging on by a thread.

Looking at the devastated cave, with no sign of Hyuuga Satoru, Madara's pale face showed a smile.

"Heh... very good, very good. You have amused me."

"Madara-sama has quite the temper, doesn't he?" Said a playful voice came from behind, causing Madara's face to stiffen.

Hyuuga Satoru emerged from the floor behind him, steadying his slumped body on the chair.

"Old men shouldn't get so worked up. No one will be around to clean up your corpse."

"You..."

Madara's hand trembled as he tried to speak.

Hyuuga Satoru grabbed it.

And placed it calmly on his chest.

"Don't move. You'll die faster."

Madara gave up struggling, weakly laughing.

"Heh heh heh... looks like my time here will be interesting. I'm looking forward to our next encounter..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Madara died.

His eyes remained open, a hint of an arrogant smile lingering.

Hyuuga Satoru sighed in relief.

Even a dying old Madara had given him significant pressure.

No wonder he had tangled with Hashirama all his life.

His eyes flickered as he drew nearby metal particles, crafting a coffin for Madara.

Madara's body might still be useful, but it definitely should not be left to Obito.

Electromagnetic sensing remained active; with no White Zetsu nearby, it seemed no one had witnessed their battle.

A quick cleanup of the battlefield left no trace of useful information.

Now, for the final task.

Hyuuga Satoru's eyes glinted.

The main body would lead the Hyuuga clan to transform, gradually consuming the Five Great Shinobi Villages. Beyond that, a pawn must be placed for unexpected contingencies.

...

Amegakure.

In contrast to the original timeline, Nagato had turned dark earlier after Yahiko's death due to Hyuuga Satoru's sudden emergence. He was currently discussing the future with the masked Obito.

"The Akatsuki organization is too few in number. We must recruit more members."

"Madara, your abilities are well-suited. I'll leave this task to you."

"Hmph! Are you treating me as your subordinate?"

Obito countered sharply.

"Wait, Madara, it seems someone is coming."

White Zetsu beside Obito whispered.

They looked over, seeing a cloaked figure approaching slowly through the heavy rain.

As he got closer, he removed his hood.

A silver mask covered his face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

"My name is Zero. I'm here to join the Akatsuki."