It's not like Black Zetsu could say he belonged to a Black Zetsu clan and was their descendant.
Even if he did, not to mention Madara, even that foolish Obito wouldn't believe it.
More importantly, how could Satoshi know about his existence?
Black Zetsu was absolutely certain that no one in the Ninja World knew his true identity.
Unless Satoshi, in some incomprehensible way, came into contact with a final trump card left behind by the Sage of Six Paths, one that even Black Zetsu didn't know about?
Or perhaps, his brother isn't completely dead. He's been hiding in some dimension, secretly observing the Ninja World.
Satoshi, on the surface, appears to be a member of the Uchiha clan, but in reality, he is a puppet chosen by the Sage of Six Paths. And his existence is meant to completely eliminate Black Zetsu.
Black Zetsu was sweating profusely. Although it sounded highly improbable, why did he feel it was very likely?
Black Zetsu cried out in his heart, 'I just want to revive my mother, why is it so damn difficult? Can you just die completely, Hagoromo?'
Black Zetsu knew he had to do something. But no matter which option, the risk was so high that even a thousand-year-old schemer like him felt suffocated.
While Black Zetsu was complaining, Satoshi's clone had already thrown the other forged stone tablet in front of Madara.
"See for yourself, my foolish predecessor."
Madara reluctantly looked up and carefully read the content. He found that the information on the stone tablet was exactly as Satoshi had described.
For the Eye of the Moon Plan, he had gambled his entire life, stirring up countless incidents.
From the betrayal at the Valley of the End to feigning death and going into hiding, then secretly manipulating the Ninja World, stirring up the waves of three Great Ninja Wars.
He spent day and night thinking about how to quickly complete this great endeavor, working himself ragged.
But now, he finally knew. The lofty goal he had fought for his entire life was a complete and utter deception. And he himself was the ultimate idiot who had been played for a fool.
When that big oaf Hashirama finds out, he'll probably mock him endlessly.
Hashirama might say, "Are you alright, Madara? It's just being deceived, it's quite normal..."
Normal your ass!
Naturally despicable Black Zetsu, I must kill you with my own hands!
However, after this towering rage, only a sense of bewilderment remained.
Madara had always believed himself to be the Ninja World's strongest mastermind, looking down on all beings and controlling everything.
In terms of combat prowess, he stood at the peak. In terms of wisdom, after Tobirama's death, he believed no one could surpass him.
But what about now?
In a fight, he was utterly defeated by a child in his twenties.
Wisdom? He had no wisdom to speak of, he was a pure tool.
How ironic.
A tremendous unwillingness surged in his heart, but alas, Madara knew he was going to die. Otherwise, he would definitely kill Black Zetsu, and then go reunite with Hashirama.
Madara closed his eyes. "Go ahead, I lost... Hmm?"
However, before the last syllable could escape his lips, he suddenly noticed something amiss.
He suddenly realized that Satoshi was pulling out the black rods from his body one by one.
"You caused so much trouble, killed so many people, turned the world upside down, and now you want to just dust off your hands and go meet Hashirama-sama? It's not that easy."
He pulled out the last black rod and casually threw it to the ground, where it made a crisp clinking sound.
"You go kill Black Zetsu, and then I'll seal you."
Madara was a bit confused, seemingly not fully comprehending this sudden turn of events.
Satoshi said, "The leader of the Uchiha clan shouldn't do something as despicable as feigning agreement, then teaming up with Obito and Black Zetsu to attack Konoha again, right?"
"You wouldn't stoop to that."
This tone, this style of utilizing everyone who can be utilized...
Heh, it's truly identical to that Tobirama whom he detested so much when he was alive.
"Hmph."
Madara slowly supported himself. "Very well. Once I kill that Black Zetsu who manipulates hearts, I will naturally come to you for a final showdown."
This promise was given to Satoshi, and also to his own proud heart.
"What?!"
Upon hearing this, Black Zetsu, deep underground, almost wet his pants.
What the hell is going on? Is there no normal person in the Uchiha clan?
Logically speaking, Satoshi should have sealed Madara to prevent him from harming the Ninja World again.
As for Madara, he should have seized this opportunity to gouge out Satoshi's eyes, wasn't that what he came for?
But now, these two sworn enemies have temporarily joined forces on the same front.
Madara is truly a big idiot, even saying he'd come to him for a final showdown after killing Black Zetsu.
It was so hard to bring you back to life, and now you want to die again?
I'm done!
I'm truly done!
And this stone tablet is undeniably new, yet Madara just accepts it at first glance.
You believe whatever he says?
Can't you have some ability to distinguish right from wrong?
Black Zetsu now deeply missed Obito. Although that kid often made foolish mistakes, at least he was still under control.
Now it seems these two Uchiha are a million times crazier than Obito.
"Lunatics, they're all lunatics!"
In extreme fear, Black Zetsu dared not linger for another moment, pushing his Mayfly technique to the limit, desperately fleeing deeper into the ground.
So, this is the situation: Madara has turned traitor.
Then the Eye of the Moon Plan will have to be completed by that foolish Obito.
There must be a way!
...
The agreement between Satoshi and Madara was thus reached.
Madara leaped up and retreated into the distance. Before leaving, he cast one last glance in Tsunade's direction.
"Hmph, Hashirama's granddaughter is inferior to my Uchiha descendants."
The Konoha ninjas watched Madara retreat, their heads filled with question marks soaring into the sky.
Didn't they defeat him? Why did they let Madara go?
What on earth is in our Hokage's head?
With Madara's departure, the Valley of the End returned to peace.
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"What happened?"
Tsunade and Jiraiya rushed over, while the other ninjas went home to rest or to the hospital.
Satoshi turned around and pointed at the waterfall. "Besides the statues being destroyed, nothing else is wr—"
"Who asked you about that!" Jiraiya was furious.
How could his student be even more unreliable than himself?
"Where's Madara?"
"He left."
"Nonsense, I'm asking you how he left."
"He just hopped and skipped away, like a rabbit."
Jiraiya felt like spitting blood.
Is there something wrong with Satoshi?
That's the Ninja World's greatest menace, renowned alongside Hashirama-sama. If you let him go today, what if Orochimaru sends him back someday?
They arrived in time today, but if Satoshi had been a little later, all these ninjas would have died.
Jiraiya couldn't help but scold him, "You should..."
"Jiraiya, I am the Hokage!"
Satoshi spread his hands. "Or do you want this position? If you can do it, you go ahead."
Jiraiya instantly became speechless. He couldn't, and he wouldn't.
Tsunade asked, "Is Orochimaru really controlling Madara?"
Satoshi thought for a moment and then threw the blame onto Orochimaru again. "That's right, Orochimaru conspired with Black Zetsu, the third son of the Sage of Six Paths, intending to overthrow the Ninja World and gain eternal life."
"Whether it's Madara, or Obito, or those deceased Akatsuki members, they are merely his tools."