People raise Hokage in Yunyin

At such a moment when everyone was watching, a distorted vortex of time and space suddenly appeared out of thin air in this deep underground base.

A hand slowly stretched out from the slightly twisted space and pressed on the hand that Payne was about to execute.

"who?"

The changes that took place in the secret room were immediately noticed by everyone. The rebel ninjas took out their weapons and kept on guard.

"Absolutely not a betrayer, I guarantee it with my honor!"

A figure slowly emerged from behind the whirlpool.

He wore an orange spiral mask and a black robe, and his voice was calm, with an unquestionable courage.

"Who do you think you are?"

Loquat Juuzang let out a sneer, and raised the beheading sword in his hand as if it was a heavy weight, placing it straight across the masked man's neck.

There was a hint of bloodthirsty in his eyes, and scarlet murderous aura slowly rose around him.

After wasting here for so long, his patience was approaching its limit. If the leader hadn't spoken yet, he would have slashed him with a knife.

"Suddenly appeared at the organization base, who told you the information?"

he asked loudly.

The masked man said nothing, but turned his head towards Pain towards Loquat Juzo.

His exposed right eye stared coldly at Loquat Juuzang who was yelling at him.

The dark pupils gradually turned scarlet, and three black magatama points slowly emerged and began to rotate and merge.

In an instant, a black triangular sickle-shaped windmill with an unknown aura appeared in his one eye, and an indescribable momentum spread from around him.

‘Sharingan? A member of the Uchiha clan? ’

This idea suddenly emerged from the minds of several people.

The sinister, evil and substantial fluctuations that were completely different from chakra could clearly be felt emanating from the pupils of this Uchiha tribesman.

The rebel ninjas around him all felt this sense of oppression, and Juuzang Loquat, who was at the center of the oppression, felt as if his body was frozen.

The sense of crisis coming from the outside reminded him that he could no longer remain in this stalemate. He was determined to launch a direct attack, but he was unsure of the leader's attitude.

He gritted his teeth and prepared to attack vigorously.

‘With such a distance, no matter how fast the opponent reacts, he will be beheaded by me! ’

'The next step is to apologize to the leader...'

His muscles were tense and he looked ready to go.

And just before he was about to launch an attack, Uchiha Shisui naturally took a step forward and "broke" into the center of the dispute from the outside of the crowd.

He stood between Loquat Juzo and the masked man, facing each other's power.

At some point, his eyes were completely different. A pair of Mangekyō Sharingan eyes with completely different patterns were opened by him. The eyes belonging to the Uchiha clan naturally began to compete in terms of pupil power.

The cold atmosphere spread outward from the center of the two people, making people shiver involuntarily.

"I didn't expect that you would become more courageous after staying in the organization for a long time?"

The masked man seemed to no longer pay attention to Loquat Juzo who was yelling at him, and turned to jokingly said to Shisui.

The critical situation eased slightly, and Loquat Juuzang also took advantage of the opportunity to remove the big knife from the masked man's neck, and took half a step back as if nothing had happened, leaving the scene to the two familiar people in front of him.

"This place cannot tolerate your arrogance, Uchiha Madara!"

Zhisui squeezed out the words word by word, his face slightly deformed with anger.

He had no intention of defending other people, he just couldn't help but come out to oppose him when he saw Madara.

'Uchiha Madara? ’

Several other people present were shocked by his title. Was he the person they thought?

"You still look like a little kid, Shisui!"

Madara let out a faint laugh, and Shisui's tense nerves seemed about to break.

"Don't forget, but I sent you to organize and carry out the mission, and Payne was just following my orders."

He didn't care about the shock and hostility of several people. There was a hint of calmness in his words, but the content of his words made several people unable to believe it.

"That's enough, Madara, you are just a collaborator, there is no room for you to speak here!"

After hearing this, Payne rejected his remarks without hesitation.

"Your plan means nothing to me, and you have no right to interfere with my judgment!"

His right hand that was stuck on Ze began to exert force, as if he wanted to strangle the opponent to death.

"Although we have some differences in the final plan, at least the mid-term goal is the same, right?"

Madara ignored the other party's threat and began to speak with a hint of confusion.

He exposed his backside without hesitation in front of the rebel ninjas with different expressions, and faced the sullen "ninja god" with a straight face.

"With Madara's reputation, there is no way that he can be a traitor. Without him, the execution of the plan will be greatly slowed down."

Madara's voice was very cold, as if he only regarded Zetsu as an excellent tool, but this attitude made Pain hesitate.

He was aware of the unique reconnaissance and hiding abilities, but the other party's body was completely different from that of ordinary people. If he made it into a puppet, could the same effect be achieved?

He couldn't guarantee it.

If the execution of the plan is affected by Zetsu's death...

"I need a reason!"

Pain's powerful right hand slowly relaxed, and he asked Madara to give an explanation.

"Black Jue is the embodiment of my will, White Jue is the tool I created, and I am their creator. Therefore, it is impossible for them to betray my will!"

Madara explained casually, and his simple statement shocked everyone present.

Zetsu, who looks like a living person and has all kinds of incredible abilities, is actually Madara's creation?

"Due to the battle with Hashirama and the creation of Zetsu, my right-hand man, my strength has been greatly reduced, so I can only appear in this appearance."

He took the opportunity to complete the settings for himself.

Payne took a deep look at Madara, and finally let go of Zetsu's right hand, giving up on executing him.

Jue put his feet on the ground, and with some intention of surviving the disaster, silently walked behind Madara, like an obedient tool.

"This is the last time, Madara. As compensation, you have to complete enough tasks for the organization."

Madara's brows frowned slightly under his mask. This time he had to be exposed beyond his expectation. Now it seems impossible to hide behind the scenes again.

"can."

"If I meet Yeyue Hibiscus again, I will kill him with my own hands."

There was strong confidence in his words.

What no one noticed was the strange look on Shisui's face, standing in the shadow with his head slightly lowered. m.biqmgè

The confrontation just now made him feel that his eye power was not much weaker than Madara's.

And the secrets hidden by Jue, who was once quite fearful, seem to be slowly surfacing.

If Black Zetsu is Madara's will and cannot change it...

So Bai Zetsu was created as a mere tool, can I change his master?

Once again, the cold heart began to boil.

He seemed to see hope for revenge.