As the eyes of the Sage of the Six Paths, it's not that simple.
Even Madara himself didn't dare to say that he had fully developed the Rinnegan. He didn't know to what extent Madara had developed the Rinnegan, but from the fact that Madara could absorb the Bijuu and become the Juubi's Jinchuriki, he was at least not worse than Madara.
Even faintly, Madara's development of Dojutsu may be above him.
"Damn it!" Madara spat fiercely: "Why is the situation like this? I am the Chosen One! Bastard! "
Hearing Madara's words, Madara just smiled coldly, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes. This arrogant guy still hasn't recognized the reality.
In the end, he was just a pawn in Black Zetsu's scheme.
However, Madara was someone he admired. Even if Madara was now in his twilight years, Madara was someone he admired. Even if Madara was now in his twilight years, Madara had been looking forward to being like him countless times.
Instead of dying under Black Zetsu's conspiracy, it was better to let Madara die under Black Zetsu's insidious tricks.
At least he didn't die until the end, so he didn't disgrace his name.
The battle after that was almost one-sided.
Madara had lost his indomitable spirit, and how could he be Madara's opponent?
No matter what means Madara uses, in Celest's eyes, it is nothing more than a deathbed struggle. There is no way he can do anything.
Madara seemed to have realized that he had no chance of winning in his current state. A thought of retreating emerged in his heart, but it was just a flash, and soon his goal became firm.
What Madara said just now gave him a lot of stimulation. Yes, he was Uchiha Madara, an existence that could suppress an era. How could he be scared by a junior? His pride would never allow him to retreat.
Madara seemed to be immersed in some kind of memory, and his long-lost blood was reawakened. His momentum suddenly rose, and with an indomitable momentum, he rushed toward Madara.
Seeing the change in Madara, Madara's mood was also affected, and an uncontrollable fighting spirit gushed out, and he said excitedly: "Hey, this is Uchiha Madara!"
As he said that, Celest's aura also erupted and went to meet Madara.
.....
At the moment when Shen's sword pierced Madara's heart, Madara looked up at Shen and couldn't help but reveal a trace of a smile.
"I didn't think that I would die in your hands in the end." He coughed twice, and the Chakra in his body began to dissipate. Even someone as strong as Madara couldn't forcibly change his fate when his life was about to end.
Because of the loss of Chakra, Madara's appearance gradually began to age, revealing his original appearance. The old Madara looked at Chen and seemed to see his old self in him.
With a long sigh, Madara knew that he didn't have long to live, but he didn't become hysterical. At this time, his life was no longer important, and the dream he had been looking forward to was the most important.
"It's a pity that I will never be able to see the day of peace in the Shinobi World." Madara sighed and turned to look at Uchiha Madara with relief. This Uchiha looked like him the most. Before, he wasn't absolutely sure, but now he felt more and more pleasing to the eye.
"I never thought that I would actually see you before I die. Perhaps … perhaps only you can pacify this chaotic world …"
His last words became inaudible, and Madara's breath became weaker and weaker. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was dying.
Shen didn't pull out the sword in his heart because he wanted to let him feel it at the last moment of his life. He didn't want to leave unfinished words in his heart after death. Shen didn't mock Madara, but quietly listened to him.
When people are about to die, their words are good. Even people like Madara, at the moment of death, there is no evil words, even if the other party is the one who killed him.
Shen smiled softly and looked at him and said: "I grew up listening to your story, but I didn't expect …" Shen didn't expect this to happen.
"Is that so?" Madara was a little surprised: "Haha … Konoha and the Uchiha have already regarded me as a taboo …"
Shen didn't explain. He couldn't say that he knew it from the anime, right? When he crossed over, the anime had just finished, and it was said that they had already begun to prepare for the Shinobi World.
However, Shen probably won't be able to see it. After the wind blows, there is no Naruto. This is not only Shen's thought, but also the most in the hearts of a large group of Naruto.
"Although I don't agree with your approach, the peace you want will come."
"It seems that you know something." Madara raised his eyebrows. This action was the limit of what he could do. Now he didn't even have the strength to look up at Shen.
"Ah! I have seen that stone tablet, but I don't agree with it. The peace that is obtained by deception is fake after all. Only by balancing each other's interests closely together, so that each country can't act rashly, this is the greatest opportunity for peace. "
"Impossible! Cough, cough, cough! " Hearing someone deny his peace, Madara couldn't sit still, no matter if he was going to die or not, he tried to stare at Shen: "Only my peace is the ultimate peace!"
"Hashirama had the same idea as you. He distributed the Bijuu to the various ninja villages. As a result, the ninja world continued to fight, and there was no time for the war to subside. Hashirama has already proved that your approach is wrong with his actions!"
Hearing Madara's retort, Shen just smiled: "Hashirama is indeed a genius of his generation, but his heart is still too soft. If he was a little tougher and took the Bijuu in his hands, and used it to deter other countries, maybe there wouldn't be so many wars."
"How is it possible? The desire of people is endless. Even without the Bijuu, they will still start a war …"
Madara's words finally became inaudible, and he didn't even finish his words. He was getting weaker and weaker. Finally, his hands softened, and he fell to the ground powerlessly. His breath drifted, and he looked at Uchiha Shen with unyielding eyes. Gradually, he didn't even have the strength to look at Shen.
In the blink of an eye, he fell to the ground, and there was no more sound. Uchiha Madara, the God of Shinobi, who was known as the God of Shinobi with Hashirama, died!
"Rest in peace!" Shen sighed: "May there be no war in the underworld, no Black Zetsu."
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