Be the Main God from Naruto - Chapter 85
Uchiha Madara had met his match.
Though his opponent was skilled, they were still far from Madara’s level. However, this person had a quick mind, reacted swiftly, and was adept at team coordination, often successfully restraining Madara and utilizing his teammates’ strengths to achieve strategic objectives.
“Glory League” is a team game where the ultimate goal is to destroy the enemy’s base, not individual skirmishes.
Madara faced this same opponent four times. The battles were evenly matched even after deliberately holding back some of his abilities.
The opponent wore sunglasses, covering their eyes. Despite this, Madara sensed a familiar, ominous chakra.
Chakra was more vicious than that of the Tailed Beasts.
He stared intently at the white-haired woman across from him.
“Are you a descendant of the Uchiha?”
Hearing this, Kakashi shook his head without speaking.
He had mastered the postures of a woman in various situations to the best of his ability but had not yet learned the complex skill of voice mimicry.
“Hmph… denying it is pointless!”
Madara sneered, summoning his fan and attacking Kakashi, disguised using the Transformation Jutsu.
“This descendant’s talent surpasses Obito’s… perhaps he can be cultivated well.”
Madara’s thoughts were racing, unaware he had fallen into a cognitive trap.
At the same time, in Konoha.
Hashirama Senju furrowed his brow, clutching his chest.
Why did he feel uneasy?
Tsunade noticed his disturbance and quickly asked, “Grandpa Hashirama, are you alright?”
“I’m fine.”
The First Hokage smiled gently, dismissing it as a figment of his imagination.
…
Deidara faced setbacks at the Konoha Art Exhibition but did not succumb to them. Instead, he made quite a name for himself.
Many teenagers and children love the art of explosions.
Boom!
Crimson flames rose above Konoha, swirling and intertwining, forming the shape of a red-haired woman.
It was Gaara’s previous disguise.
The flame-formed figure was a fleeting spectacle, leaving countless people in awe.
“Pretty impressive.”
Blending into the crowd, Wang Yan also clapped his hands.
“Thank you, everyone! This is my art. Anyone can learn it!”
Deidara was having a great time.
But as he was about to share his joy with Sasori, an invisible, undetectable force seized him.
The scene before him changed entirely.
Deidara found himself in a pure white world, instinctively taking two steps forward.
“Where is this? Genjutsu? No…”
Having been caught in Itachi’s genjutsu before, Deidara had modified his eyes.
No one could hypnotize him unknowingly! Not even Uchiha Itachi could do it!
Buzz…
A high-frequency vibration caused Deidara to experience tinnitus.
He looked up instinctively and saw…
A mushroom cloud rising slowly on the horizon.
An endless light shone upon him.
In an instant, Deidara’s eyes went completely blind, turning into useless blackened orbs.
The terrifyingly high temperature attacked, disintegrating his body inch by inch. Each cell was eroded and turned to ash.
The ultimate explosion!
In the face of such power, Deidara felt that his past clay bombs were mere child’s play, utterly insignificant!
“This is the ultimate art!”
He let out a mad laugh but inhaled a large amount of dust and heat, instantly charring his vocal cords.
“To know the Way in the morning, one can die content in the evening.”
This was Deidara’s mindset at that moment.
0.15 seconds later, his existence was utterly obliterated, turning to nothingness.
The next moment, he returned to the real world.
It was as if everything just now was an illusion.
But Deidara knew very well that everything could be recreated in reality.
He felt no relief from surviving such a calamity; instead, he was utterly despairing.
Such art, he feared, would be unattainable by himself in a lifetime.
For Deidara, nothing was more unacceptable than this.
Suddenly, a voice devoid of any emotion echoed in his ear.
“Do you wish to master the ultimate art of explosion?”
“Yes/No.”
“Hmm! Is there even a need to ask?”
Deidara blurted out.
“Your Reincarnator number is 012. Your beginner mission will be issued in half a day.”
All information about the Main God and Reincarnation appeared deep in Deidara’s mind.
He opened his eyes wide, his breathing becoming heavy.
Deidara’s emotions finally calmed down after a few moments of heavy breathing.
“The ultimate art I just witnessed is called a nuclear bomb? A one-megaton nuclear bomb only requires 1000 reward points and a D-grade Destiny Gem for redemption…”
“It seems the Main God is also a great art connoisseur!”
Deidara wanted to share his new findings and identity with his companion but found that the other party could not see the light screen before him.
Sasori did not pass Wang Yan’s special assessment and naturally did not receive an invitation to become a Reincarnator.
…
After recruiting Deidara, Wang Yan did not linger.
The art exhibition would last three days, and the person he was most interested in would arrive in Konoha tomorrow.
“Jealousy, greed, love, hate…”
“Intense emotions are what drive people forward. After Sasori made himself into a puppet, his emotions became too faint. This is a problem.”
Wang Yan felt that Sasori could become a native of the Reincarnation Space, providing logistical support as a non-combatant but could not be a Reincarnator.
He lacked certain necessary qualities.
Pursuing eternal existence, Sasori lacked the enthusiasm for exploration compared to Orochimaru.
Confining himself to a puppet also restricted his understanding and desire to explore the world.
Deidara not only passed Wang Yan’s test but exceeded expectations.
He has a strong desire to win, is unbound by morality or law, can adapt and overcome various challenges, and is always ready to sacrifice his life for his obsession.
The guy who constantly shouted, “Explosion is art,” was a born Reincarnator.
…
The day turned to night, and time flew by.
In the virtual world of “Glory League.”
Madara deflected the opponent’s Lightning Release, shattering the sunglasses and hearing the phrase “the hundredth” from the opponent, his expression instantly darkened.
This was not a female voice.
Uchiha Madara’s heart turned cold.
He stared at the feminine face before him, gritting his teeth, “Kakashi Hatake!”
After all, he had met Kakashi once before, and it was not to the extent that he couldn’t recognize him without seeing his eyes.
Madara now wanted to kill Kakashi first and then beat Obito to death!
The girl he had put so much effort into training…
It wasn’t even a Uchiha!
And she was a man!
Madara felt he needed to question Obito thoroughly about whether he made any mistakes during the Edo Tensei, lowering Madara’s IQ in the process.
Indeed…
To rebuild a new, clean, and peaceful world, he might still have to rely on Infinite Tsukuyomi.
As Uchiha Madara fell into madness, a chakra with deadly allure emanated from afar…
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