Konoha Elf

Uchiha Madara's figure appeared again. He was suspended in the air, looking at the falling figure of Double-Bomb Gas with an expressionless face.

【Seed machine gun】

The Mengge Cactus would not allow Uchiha Madara to show off. He sprayed hundreds of seeds from his mouth. These seeds were like bullets spewing out of a machine gun, as fast as lightning, and launched a fierce attack on Uchiha Madara.

Uchiha Madara remained calm in the face of this sudden attack. He just waved his hand gently, and those mysterious truth-seeking jades seemed to be given life, instantly forming an indestructible defense circle around him, flying lightly in the air. These truth-seeking jades were like a group of warriors with self-awareness, intercepting all the seeds fired by the Dream Song Cactus, and not a single one could break through the defense line.

However, Uchiha Madara did not stop attacking. His eyes became sharp, and he controlled the Seeking Truth Jade to rush towards the Dream Song Cactus at an extremely fast speed.

The Dream Song Cactus felt the powerful pressure from Uchiha Madara. It desperately launched more seeds, trying to stop the attack of the Seeking Truth Jade, but all its efforts seemed futile.

Sounas~

Sure enough, Weng put one hand on his head, squinted his eyes and looked constipated as he watched the man being intercepted but rushing towards the Mengge Cactus. He couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

Just as Guo Ran Weng was thinking, the Dao-Seeking Jade had already broken through the defense line of the Mengge Cactus and directly hit its body.

This ferocious impact immediately threw the Mengge Cactus into chaos. The roots that were originally deeply rooted in the ancient tree seemed to lose their strength in an instant, were uprooted, and fell heavily on the dusty ground, stirring up thick smoke and dust.

Despite suffering heavy damage, the Dreamsong Cactus did not give up. It struggled tenaciously and tried to stand up again from the ground.

However, Uchiha Madara did not give it any chance to breathe.

His figure flashed like a ghost, and instantly appeared in front of Mengge Cactus. With a light wave of his hand, the Six Paths Zen Staff in his hand had already pierced through Mengge Cactus' chest.

【Same life】

The Mengge Cactus let out a heart-wrenching scream. Its vitality seemed to be completely deprived in an instant, and its entire body began to wither rapidly, like a body with its soul extracted.

The same feeling surged into Uchiha Madara's heart again. His brows were furrowed, as if he was bound by invisible shackles. The anxiety in his heart surged like a tide, making him feel extremely uncomfortable. He spat out another mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of pain.

Uchiha Madara looked at Rango on the side, his eyes full of disgust and fear. He hated the feeling of being suppressed, bound and powerless.

Sounas~

Sure enough, Weng still had one hand on his head, squinting his eyes and looking at Uchiha Madara with a constipated look.

Uchiha Madara did not attack Ranran Weng. He no longer wanted to experience that kind of strange pain, so he rushed straight towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng took out another Poké Ball and threw it high into the air. A white light burst out and Miss Goth was summoned.

Her figure fell gracefully from the sky, emitting a mysterious light.

Seeing that Ye Feng had summoned another elf he had never seen before, Uchiha Madara stopped for the first time and looked at Miss Gothic cautiously.

Miss Goth, as an elegant elf, her arrival is like a spring breeze, bringing a touch of gentle tranquility to this battlefield filled with smoke and chaos.

She stood in the battlefield with a nearly perfect posture, and her elegant figure was out of place on the battlefield. Her bright eyes were as bright as stars, shining with wisdom, as if she could see through every detail on the battlefield and predict every tiny movement.

Uchiha Madara stared at Miss Goth with a sharp gaze, trying to find even the slightest flaw or weakness in her.

【behave in a spoiled manner】

Miss Goethe exerted her mental power, her eyes filled with purity and innocence, a pure power that seemed to be able to melt all the ice and frost and break down all hard obstacles.

Her gaze seems to transcend the troubles of the world and reach deep into the soul, giving the viewer an indescribable sense of warmth and tranquility.

There was a hint of doubt in Uchiha Madara's eyes. He had never seen such a strange attack method.

Uchiha Madara has absolute confidence in his own strength. Whether it is the boiling chakra in his body or the superb skills he displays in battle, they are enough to make him invincible on this battlefield.

But at this moment, when Uchiha Madara faced Miss Goethe's gaze, which was as calm and innocent as a clear lake, an indescribable feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart.

He tried to use his willpower to resist the power of innocence, but found that his heart seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and he was involuntarily caught in Miss Goethe's sight.

However, just as he tried to break free from this restraint, Miss Goethe's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

【Hypnosis】

Miss Goth began to sing a lullaby to soothe the baby. Her voice was like the water of a stream in early spring, delicate and lingering. It was like a pair of invisible hands, trying to stroke Uchiha Madara's hard shell, which had been honed by the wheel of time and countless battles, and to lure him into the abyss of sleep.

Uchiha Madara closed his eyes, as if immersed in the silky soft melody, his face looked unusually calm.

In that corner deep in his heart, the emotions that once raged like a violent storm now seemed like the surface of a lake gently caressed by a spring breeze, stirring up layers of delicate ripples.

His thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that distant era, recalling the days he spent with Hashirama Senju, the time when they bravely fought for their beliefs and lofty ideals.

He seemed to see his former self, with those young eyes sparkling with infinite longing for the future and unwavering light.

Miss Goth's singing continued to linger in the air, like a pair of warm and soft hands, gently caressing Uchiha Madara's soul.

All those memories that had caused him endless pain, struggle, and loneliness, seemed at this moment to be dissolved by this gentle song, turning into warm currents that flowed slowly in his heart.

Seeing Uchiha Madara fall into a deep sleep, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief and thought that if he had expected things to turn out like this, he should have taken out Jigglypuff without hesitation.