People raise Hokage in Yunyin

'Useless……'

The knife passed across the neck, but there was no feeling of contact or any trace of blood.

'It still doesn't work...'

The flame dragon passed through the chest, and the sound of the air being burned could be vaguely heard, but it did not cause the slightest ripple.

Uchiha Shisui looked ugly, looking at Madara who was not resisting and indifferent in front of him.

Although he didn't speak a word, his behavior showed deep disdain.

The illusion cannot be shaken by the opponent's tyrannical power.

Ninjutsu and taijutsu seemed to be unable to hit the opponent at all.

This technique that can transform oneself into nothingness seems to have no weaknesses.

'No, there are weaknesses in any technique, but I can't break it. ’

Shisui vaguely guessed that the duration of the technique must be a means to check and balance the opponent.

However, he could not defeat his opponent through a war of attrition.

'so……'

The magatama in the two eyes began to rotate rapidly, and gradually became one, and the black four-cornered shuriken was revealed.

'Then……'

"Other gods!"

In his wide-open left eye, huge pupil power poured out.

From a distance, the left eye seems to be glowing.

'kaleidoscope? ’

Madara's pupils shrank and he subconsciously retreated to avoid it.

In an instant, an extremely aggressive pupil power surged forward. Subconsciously, the remaining right eye released a large amount of pupil power to fight.

In terms of the amount of pupil power, there still seems to be a certain distance between Shisui and himself, but this method of activation seems to be pervasive.

Madara shouted that it was not good, and all the chakra in his body surged out quickly, rushing through his acupuncture points like rushing water.

But...it doesn't make sense.

A strange feeling came, and his left hand couldn't help but touch the kunai on his waist.

'I'm so tired, so desperate, I really want to end my life like this...'

The kunai from his waist was pulled out, and the sharp edge went towards his temple.

At that moment, the white Zetsu that emerged from the ground quickly wrapped around Madara, wrapping around his legs and his mask was replaced by a white vortex.

There was a moment of clarity in his eyes, and the vortex in the space started again, and after disappearing, there was no trace of Madara left.

'Did you fail...'

A feeling of emptiness suddenly surged into his body, and there was a stinging pain in his left eye.

Shisui subconsciously took a step back and fell to the ground weakly. He pressed his left eye hard with his left hand, hoping to reduce the pain.

"Your pupil technique is really powerful, can it rewrite thoughts?"

A cold voice came from behind.

"But your eyesight is not strong enough. As long as I still have the ability to resist, you can't kill me!"

Footsteps approached from behind.

Subconsciously, he wanted to turn around and stand up, but the body he had just propped up fell down again due to weakness.

I can't tell what I feel in my heart, fear, pain, powerlessness, regret, all kinds of emotions are mixed in my heart.

‘Are you going to be killed? ’

Every ninja should have the consciousness to be killed, but...

Shisui was unwilling to give in.

He can sacrifice for his dream, and he can die on the way to protect his family and the village.

However, what is the current way of death?

Neither protecting anyone nor avenging the family, such a death is meaningless!

His eyes were red with hatred, his body was getting tired, but his eyes were getting brighter.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Shisui fell to the ground as if he had lost the ability to resist.

The sound of breaking through the air came.

Two kunai were thrown out randomly by Madara and stuck straight into Shisui.

Severe pain came from the wound, and blood flowed out.

The footsteps stopped.

The greater the crisis, the clearer the mind seems to be.

You can clearly feel the loss of blood, and the heat is lost along with the blood. The large amount of blood loss makes your head feel dizzy.

Why are you still persisting?

Zhisui couldn't say it. His previous dreams seemed to have been shattered. The only thing that remained in his heart was probably deep unwillingness and deep hatred.

As long as the other party didn't kill him immediately, he would still have something to ask for, and he would still have a chance.

So...be patient.

The quieter it is, the more subtle sounds can be heard.

Like a river flowing into the ocean, the sound of rushing waves will eventually turn into calm.

Shisui at this time felt like this, the blood was like a river flowing towards the boundless land.

The quieter you are, the more fear you feel in your heart. If you endure the fear, only resentment will remain.

"Have you gotten through it..."

Madara seemed to be muttering to himself.

Footsteps sounded again.

ten meters.

five meters.

Two meters.

My brain was muddled, but my eyes were terribly cold.

A hand stretched out from behind his head and reached for his right eye.

Shisui was motionless and seemed to have lost consciousness.

His fingers opened his slightly closed eyelids, and his fingertips touched his eyeballs.

'It's now! ’

Desperate momentum rose from all parts of the body, and the dark green skeleton wrapped around the body, followed closely by flesh and blood.

The arm was opened from the body, and in the dark green right hand, the huge spiral sword seemed to split the space.

The body remained motionless, the demon god formed in an instant moved like a startled rabbit, and the spiral sword in his right hand pierced him instantly.

When attacking, the body cannot become insubstantial. This is the loophole of the technique!

Of course, the dark green spiral sword penetrated Madara's head at an astonishing speed.

Relying on only a little space perception, such an attack... is exactly the same!

'In this way... the tribesmen can rest in peace...'

There was joy in Shisui's eyes, and his body seemed to be about to pass out in the next second.

But...can't sleep.

He struggled to get up, fumbled for a bandage from his ninja bag, and began to bandage the wound.

He can't die here yet, the family still needs him!

Madara, who was lying on the ground, had his head pierced from front to back, and there seemed to be some disbelief in his eyes.

‘I want to see your true identity! ’

He touched Madara's mask with his right hand, but the texture seemed a bit unreal.

Bang!

The corpse in the pool of blood turned into smoke, taking away the smile on Shisui's face.

A tapping sound came from behind, and Madara walked slowly over while clapping.

"What an excellent ninja. He can endure for a long time and defeat the enemy with one strike. It's really amazing."

There was a haze in Shisui's eyes.