Chapter 400: The pitch-black general, the truth of the rampage

In the arena, sensing that the last opponent's aura was gone, the madness on Uchiha Madara's face gradually faded.

"Swish~"

With an expressionless face, he shook the blood off his white longsword, then turned to look at the blue-red Rabbit Knight sitting in the spectator stands. The meaning in his scarlet eyes was very clear.

"Is he dead..."

The crowd in the spectator stands looked at the green tanuki knight soaking in blood, their expressions varied.

They had thought this competition was just a happy friendly match and wouldn't result in casualties, but the bloody reality told them of the cruelty of the Knight Battle.

"Teacher!"

After a brief silence, the emotionally collapsed Chiyo lay on the railing of the spectator stands, her painful voice like a cuckoo crying blood. Mako, soft-hearted, couldn't bear it and stepped forward to pat the girl's trembling back gently.

"You..."

She opened her mouth, but didn't know how to comfort the grieving girl.

"Can the final winner be announced now?"

Senju Tobirama stood out, ruining the mood. He didn't take Chiyo, who was immersed in pain, seriously, and looked at Uchiha Gin, who was the organizer, asking in question.

Uchiha Gin didn't pay attention to this white-haired guy. Instead, he looked thoughtfully at Shamon, who had fallen to the ground, a faint blue light appearing in his eyes.

Rinnegan, activate.

Through this pair of eyes that could see through everything, Uchiha Gin unexpectedly discovered that there was a power brewing within Shamon's body, and it was about to erupt.

"Wait a bit longer. The competition isn't over yet."

"Ah?"

The crowd was startled upon hearing this, and their gazes landed back on the stage.

Uchiha Madara, who was waiting for victory, suddenly frowned. It wasn't because he felt he was being neglected by the organizer, but because he felt the movement occurring behind him.

"Look, everyone! He's standing up again!"

"Impossible. I clearly sensed his life aura disappear. How could he be resurrected?"

Senju Tobirama widened his eyes in surprise, looking at the green tanuki knight slowly crawling up from the ground, his heart filled with confusion, even beginning to doubt if his perception was wrong.

"Teacher!"

Chiyo cried with joy and raised her hands high, beginning to sway crazily.

"Is it another little trick of playing dead?"

Uchiha Madara turned around, his gaze landing on the wound deep enough to see the bone on Shamon's chest. At this moment, the blood at the wound had already dried, and tender flesh buds were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Since you aren't dead, isn't it better to just lie there obediently? Is life so worthless in your eyes?"

Slowly raising the longsword in his hand, a trace of madness appeared in Uchiha Madara's eyes again, and killing intent permeated once more.

The Nine-Tails in the consciousness sea saw this situation and was secretly delighted. It hadn't expected that it could actually use the malice of chakra to influence Uchiha Madara, this guy. It seemed that it wouldn't be long before it could turn the tables and become the master.

"It is precisely because life is precious that I must guard it."

Shamon, who had recovered his consciousness, looked at the murderous Uchiha Madara with eyes like torches. As he spoke, a mottled light gradually flickered in his hands.

"Teacher! Don't fight anymore, just admit defeat quickly!"

Chiyo, in the spectator stands, felt her mood like a roller coaster. After the joy, she calmed down and immediately advised loudly.

Uchiha Madara was powerful; her teacher was simply no match for him. Even having a few more lives wouldn't be enough for the other party to slaughter.

"If I stop here, how can I guard others? Behind the general are the lights of ten thousand homes."

Shamon shook his head, and the unstable light in his hands slowly dissipated, revealing a black-and-green katana buckle. The complex aura emitted from it made Uchiha Madara, who had an expressionless face, unable to help but frown.

"What... is that?"

"It is... pieced together again from the hope you crushed."

Raising the brand-new buckle in his hand, the expression on Shamon's face became extremely firm. As he spoke, he reached out and pulled the katana buckle out of its sheath, and in the surprised gaze of the crowd, he inserted the split buckle into the driver at his waist.

"... Revenge."

"Set Avenge."

Accompanied by the loading sound effect, a long, ancient rhyme suddenly played in the arena. Pitch-black mist rose abruptly, instantly enveloping Shamon's body.

The next moment, a pair of large green hands reached out from the darkness, crossed and merged, dragging all the black mist into Shamon's body.

"Black General!"

The mist dissipated, revealing a pitch-black figure. Behind the heavy armor covered in dark green patterns, a black cloak emitting an aura of killing floated. The momentum emitted from his whole body was as majestic as a general going on an expedition.

The black tanuki knight slowly raised his hand, and the katana buckle at his waist flashed with a red light instantly.

"Bujin Sword."

As the electronic sound fell, a green-and-black katana appeared in his hand. Although it hadn't been unsheathed, everyone, even from far away, could still feel its sharp edge.

"Ready Fight!"

"Clang!"

Shamon raised the katana in his hand and pulled the scabbard open violently. The sharp blade reflected his new face, and the red compound eyes carried substantial fighting spirit.

"I will use this power..."

"Clang!"

Pushing the opened blade back into the scabbard, Shamon raised his head to look at Uchiha Madara, who was waiting in battle array, his voice low and solemn.

"... to guard my world."

"Boom!"

A thunderclap sounded in the sky, and large raindrops fell on Shamon's pitch-black armor, as if performing some kind of baptism on him.

In the spectator stands, Uchiha Gin, who had been silent for a long time, finally welcomed the scene he had been looking forward to most. He stood up, unable to hide the excitement in his heart, and raised his hands high. His surprised gaze landed directly on the black general emitting a man-eating aura.

The green ninja fell into the Pure Land, and the black general was born on a rainy night.

"That's right! This is what I wanted to see! Quack~ Quack~ Quack~"

Unable to hold back a few strange laughs, Uchiha Gin's performance instantly aroused the curiosity of everyone present. Jin Jiao frowned and opened his mouth.

"Gin-Emperor-Knight brother, that baldy, he..."

"Shh~"

Uchiha Gin stretched out a finger and put it in front of his mouth, turning to make a 'shh' gesture to the crowd who were listening with ears pricked up. Then he turned his head back, looking at the black general walking slowly toward Uchiha Madara, and spoke with an inexplicable tone.

"Even if you are a god, you have to prove it to the general."

"Are you delusional enough to think you can defeat me? Ridiculous..."

The aura emitted by the Black General was extremely profound, but Uchiha Madara was even more confident in his own strength. Facing the incoming Shamon, he sneered coldly, raised the white longsword in his hand, and sent out a blue sword-gang.

"Boom!"

Sharp sword Qi rushed toward Shamon, the fierce aura visible to the naked eye. However, the Black General didn't dodge or evade, raised the katana in his hand, and threw the scabbard to the side.

"Swish~"

The sharp white blade emitted a black-green light, and a profound blade-gang was suddenly thrown out, slamming heavily into Uchiha Madara's blue sword Qi. The airflow generated by the collision blew their cloaks upward, manifesting a ferocious beast head behind each of them.

"Roar!"

It was exactly the heads of the Nine-Tails and Shukaku, who were baring their teeth and roaring at each other, incompatible.

The aftermath of the attack hadn't dissipated yet, and the two turned into streams of light simultaneously, colliding together. The katana and longsword instantly sparked.

Feeling the giant force from the weapon, Uchiha Madara raised his brows with slight surprise. The other party could actually contend with him in strength.

"Ping!"

Knowing that a stalemate wouldn't yield results, the two retreated a few steps simultaneously. Their hands holding the weapons trembled slightly, but the fighting spirit in their eyes was even greater than before.

"Interesting. Come again!"

Uchiha Madara felt a trace of pressure, but more of it was the joy of battle. He saw him take the initiative to attack with his sword, stabbing toward Shamon.

The Nine-Tails in the consciousness space blinked its eyes in confusion. Because it had a stomach full of bull-gall ink, it wasn't convenient to act, so it could only observe the Black General in front of it through Uchiha Madara's perspective.

"Something's wrong. Since when was that stupid tanuki so fierce?"

Discovering that the other party could actually trade blows with Uchiha Madara, this made the Nine-Tails, which prided itself on being the strongest Tailed Beast, lose face.

"Ping!"

"Cling~ Clang!"

Shamon brandished his katana, responding easily to Uchiha Madara's rainstorm-like attacks, which made the other party frown tightly.

"Your Taijutsu is actually this strong? How is it different from the description in the intelligence?"

"I was the general of Loulan before. If my Taijutsu was too weak, I would be laughed at."

Waving away Uchiha Madara's straight stab and showing Shamon's ease, he explained faintly.

"Hmph!"

Uchiha Madara's swordsmanship wasn't weak, but he had relied too much on the power of his eyes over these years, causing him to slack off in his practice of swordsmanship, which was why Shamon had found an opportunity to fight him to a draw.

"Since that's the case, then..."

Unable to gain any advantage in close combat, Uchiha Madara retreated immediately to pull away from Shamon, simultaneously injecting scorching chakra into the longsword in his hand. Scorching flames surged on the blade.

Satisfied, looking at his successfully enchanted longsword, Uchiha Madara casually swung a sword toward Shamon, and the sky-filling flames rushed toward him the next moment.

"Sand Wall."

Shamon put his hands together, and a thick sand wall rose abruptly from the ground, isolating the flames.

"Boom!"

The explosion sound emitted when the flames collided was endless. Shamon calmly operated the defense while secretly guarding against Uchiha Madara's strange movements.

"Who were you scolding just now?"

Sure enough, Uchiha Madara's figure appeared behind him, slashing out a sword in anger. Shamon didn't have time to turn his head and relied purely on his reflex nerves to raise his katana, narrowly blocking the other party's sneak attack.

"Ping!"

Failing in one strike, Uchiha Madara increased his demand for Tailed Beast power again. The red armor, already eroded by the Nine-Tails' power, erupted with man-eating aura once more.

The Nine-Tails in the consciousness sea danced with joy. Just keep borrowing, one borrow and not a peep~

"Die!"

The white longsword in his hand flashed with red light, carrying thick Tailed Beast power, and slashed heavily toward Shamon.

"Ping~ Bang!"

Although he raised his hand to block Uchiha Madara's attack, he was still sent flying dozens of meters away, slamming into a protruding rock wall.

"So weak~"

Uchiha Madara laughed smugly, the red on his body even thicker than before, and the aura on his body becoming more and more irritable.

"Not good, that guy has been infected by the stinky fox's power. Be careful."

Shukaku, who had been helping Shamon fight, looked at Uchiha Madara not far away with vigilance. This Indra reincarnation had also capsized in the gutter, actually letting the stinky fox fool him.

"His heart is in chaos."

Shamon shook his head, his gaze landing on Uchiha Madara's compound eyes, which were flickering between red and yellow. If the other party were in a normal state, he might not have had much chance of winning.

But now that the other party's Dao heart was in chaos, he had a chance to defeat Uchiha Madara.

"Come again, come again!"

Uchiha Madara was like a mad demon, the longsword in his hand danced with great vigor, and the overflowing sword Qi cut everything on the battlefield. Having turned into a human meat harvester, he now had only the Black General in his eyes.

Shamon saw this and slowly raised the katana in his hand. His whole person looked like duckweed in the rain, yet also like a needle in the sea. Facing Uchiha Madara's sharp sword Qi, he easily dodged the fatal blue light by turning his body.

Then, seeing the opportunity, he stabbed the katana toward Uchiha Madara's face, but unfortunately, it was narrowly dodged by the other party. The two took advantage of the situation and fought together again, the crisp sound of metal clashing endless.

"Not very good."

Watching the scene of the two fighting without missing a beat, Senju Tobirama's face gradually turned gloomy.

"Teacher, what did you say?"

The F6 heard Senju Tobirama's words and immediately surrounded him.

"Didn't you see anything?"

As things stood, Senju Tobirama, this white-haired guy, was still acting as a riddle-maker. After throwing the question to the F6, he looked at his disciples with slightly furrowed brows, waiting for their answers.

"Uh... I see that Master Shadow Assistant is about to win. That black tanuki is just a grasshopper after autumn; it won't be able to jump for many days."

Danzo scratched his head. Looking at his classmates with furrowed brows, he was eager to perform and was the first to raise his hand, saying the kind of pretty words that had no nutrition.

"Tsk!"

Senju Tobirama let out a cold 'tsk' upon hearing this answer. Danzo looked at the coldness and disappointment in his teacher's eyes, and his butt clamped tight in fear.

The dejected Danzo secretly swore that if his teacher asked a question again, he would absolutely not be the first to raise his hand.

"Master Shadow Assistant has been dragged into the rhythm of that black knight. If he can't wake up in time, I fear there will be..."

Sarutobi Hiruzen thought for a long time, but finally, after Danzo finished answering, he spoke his own insights. From his slightly worried expression, it wasn't hard to see that he held a pessimistic attitude toward Uchiha Madara's current situation.

"Hmm."

Hearing an answer that was still passable, Senju Tobirama nodded without a trace. The look in his eyes toward Sarutobi Hiruzen also carried a few more points of recognition, which made Danzo, who was secretly hurting, feel even more sour and embarrassed.

"I think..."

"I feel..."

"I..."

The others also expressed their views one after another, but they were all much the same as Sarutobi Hiruzen's answer. Senju Tobirama nodded lightly to all of them.

"Clan Leader's state is not quite right."

Uchiha Kagami, who had been silent for half a day, frowned and spoke. Senju Tobirama heard this, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Kagami, you tell me."

"Although Clan Leader is a battle maniac, he has always had his own set of tactics. Pursuing elegant combat, it is absolutely impossible for him to use swordsmanship like 'King-Eight-Fists'."

Pointing at Uchiha Madara, who was wantonly brandishing his longsword in the arena, Uchiha Kagami pointed out the reason for it in one word.

"That's right, I suspect he has gone berserk."

Having fought with Uchiha Madara for so many years, Senju Tobirama had long since studied this rival thoroughly.

The other party always pursued combat full of aesthetic beauty, always hanging 'dance' on his lips. Now, it was 'Die' one after another; the art style was clearly different.

Such an ugly way of fighting was absolutely not something Uchiha Madara could do.

"Berserk?"

Hearing this unfamiliar term, the F6 looked at each other in dismay, then looked at Senju Tobirama in unison, waiting for his answer.

"Tailed Beast Knights have always had the risk of going berserk. This is recorded in many intelligence reports, but I didn't expect that one day Uchiha Madara would also go berserk."

In the intelligence reports collected by Senju Tobirama, the records of every Tailed Beast Knight going berserk were clearly marked, among which the Tailed Beast Knights of Kirigakure and Iwagakure had the most frequent records of going berserk.

After going berserk, Tailed Beast Knights would be controlled by the evil thoughts of Tailed Beast chakra, gradually becoming slaves to power, and finally being occupied by the Tailed Beast's consciousness.

"Not right. Logically speaking, Yin-release chakra can restrain the erosion of Tailed Beast chakra. How could Uchiha Madara, who possesses the Mangekyo, get hit?"

This point left Senju Tobirama extremely puzzled. According to the records, the purer the Yin-release chakra, the easier it was to resist the erosion of Tailed Beast chakra.

The Sharingan counted as the king of kings in Yin-release. Logically speaking, even if he hung one more Tailed Beast, Uchiha Madara shouldn't have had any pressure at all.

"Then is it possible that the Nine-Tails also has very pure Yin-release chakra?"

Just as a voice full of teasing intent rang in his ear, Senju Tobirama turned his head and looked at the blue-red Rabbit Knight who didn't know when he had sat near them, his brows furrowed as he pursued the question.

"Even if the Nine-Tails' Yin-release attainment is extraordinary, Uchiha Madara that guy isn't a vegetarian either."

Uchiha Madara had the feat of controlling four Tailed Beasts in one breath. How could a mere Nine-Tails bewitch him?

"The situation is different. The Nine-Tails back then was wild; now it's being kept in captivity."

You are naturally full of vigilance toward a wild dog, but would you guard against a husky in your own home?

This also blamed Uchiha Madara for being too careless, feeling that the Nine-Tails was just a small pet he could handle, so he relaxed his guard against it, which gave the other party an opportunity to take advantage of it, sneaking in when his battle was most urgent.

"Die! Die! Die!"

Uchiha Madara, who had gone completely crazy, had a standing beast pupil faintly emerge in the tomoe of his eyes, precisely splitting the pattern in his eyes and emitting a brutal aura.

"It's done~ It's finally done! It wasn't in vain that I endured humiliation for so many years; I was waiting for this moment!"

In the consciousness space, the Nine-Tails trembled with excitement. Recalling the past of being exploited and enslaved by Uchiha Madara, it was about to turn the tables, and its heart was filled with the pleasure of revenge.

For these years, the Nine-Tails had lived a life of enduring humiliation. Facing Uchiha Madara, it kept a smiling face, but behind his back, it had been planning a revenge plan.

"Hehehe~ Wait until I take your body; I'll definitely make you lose face!"

The Nine-Tails recalled that Uchiha Madara often took the matter of it having its 'kun' cut as a joke, and it secretly swore that it would definitely make this hateful human pay the price.

"Ping!"

The Black General dodged Uchiha Madara's crazy attack, and the katana in his hand seemed to have life, nimbly bypassing the attack and stabbing toward the wide-open back waist.

"Rip~"

After fighting for so long, Uchiha Madara finally got a scar. The soft armor at his waist couldn't resist the sharp Martial God Blade and was cut open by a wound more than a foot long. However, what was surprising was that this freshly baked wound was actually already healing quickly.

"Damn it!"

The compound eyes, already completely covered by the bright red of the Nine-Tails' chakra, had only the desire for slaughter in Uchiha Madara's heart, and the movements under his hands became more and more chaotic.

"Excuse me, how can we make Clan Leader recover?"

The conversation between Senju Tobirama and Uchiha Gin fell entirely into the ears of the F6 to the side. Uchiha Kagami heard that his clan leader had gone berserk, and his eyes were about to turn red with anxiety. Regardless of whether they were familiar or not, he went straight to the legendary Emperor-Knight brother.

"Oh?"

Glancing at his own nephew, Uchiha Gin thought for a while and decided to give back to the public for free, then spoke.

"Very simple, you guys go up and take off his belt~"

"Tsk!"

The people around who were listening with ears pricked up rolled their eyes in unison. If they could take off Uchiha Madara's belt, then the Shadow Assistant of Konoha wouldn't need to save face anymore.

"Is there anything more practical?"

Uchiha Kagami asked again without much hope, but Uchiha Gin actually nodded seriously.

"Yes."

"Ha? Please tell me; I'll be grateful."

"The previous answer has already been distributed for free. Please don't push your luck."

Waving his hand, Uchiha Gin pulled out his pocket righteously and hinted frantically.

Seeing this situation, the five people in the F6 subconsciously cast their gazes on Uchiha Kagami, the meaning expressed being self-evident.

"Please take these; if it's not enough, I can write an IOU in my uncle's name."

The matter was of great importance, so Uchiha Kagami couldn't care about considering too much. He threw his stock of gold bricks to Uchiha Gin, fearing the other party wouldn't be satisfied, and immediately promised firmly.

"Good, good, good~"

Looking at the gold bricks in his hand that had gone around and come back, Uchiha Gin felt speechless.

Filial piety is powerful; Kagami-boy, you are truly becoming more and more filial!

"Seeing that you are so filial, I will tell you another way to solve the rampage."

After Uchiha Gin collected the gold bricks, a look of contemplation appeared on his face, and then he touched his chin and spoke.

"Besides using pure Yin-release chakra to defend against the erosion of Tailed Beast chakra, one can also use extremely pure Yang-release chakra to suppress Tailed Beast chakra."

"Ah! Yang-release?"

"Then there's no hope~"

Several people were stunned upon hearing this, and then showed expressions of despair. The fact that Uchiha Madara didn't have Yang-attribute chakra wasn't any secret. Now that the last path was also blocked,

Could it be that they could only watch Uchiha Madara being played in the palm of the Nine-Tails?

"Could it be that Heaven wants to destroy my Konoha?"

A trace of pain appeared in Senju Tobirama's eyes.

The First Hokage was lying on his sickbed, life or death unknown; the designated Second Hokage had been infected by the Tailed Beast's evil thoughts due to carelessness. If it developed like this, the two great mountains of Konoha would fall down one after another, and by then, only he, the village branch secretary, would be left to support it alone.

When it truly reached the point where no one could be used, should he let that curly-haired guy take office?

Just as the terrifying thought arose, Senju Tobirama saw the Emperor-Knight brother to the side suddenly cover his faceplate.

"Achoo! Is there a treacherous person who wants to harm me?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 401 =====