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Uchiha Madara paid no heed to the ragtag crowd surrounding him. His gaze was fixed firmly on the queen sitting above:
"Are you the queen of Loulan?"
The queen, seated on her throne, remained composed and dignified:
"Yes, I am the queen of Loulan. May I ask who you are, and what brings you here?"
Madara nodded, satisfied with the queen's respectful demeanor:
"Not badâfor a queen, your attitude is commendable. Much better than those fools who earlier thought they could imprison me! I've always believed in reciprocity: if someone shows me respect, I'll return it tenfold. Allow me to introduce myselfâI am Uchiha Madara. Have you heard of me?"
The queen paused, rising gracefully from her throne. Her expression immediately grew more respectful:
"Lord Uchiha Madara! We have indeed heard of you. Though we in Loulan keep ourselves secluded, we maintain some ties with Sunagakure of the Wind Country. I've heard tales of the legendary Uchiha Madara. Never did I imagine that Lord Madara would grace our land of Loulan! HoweverâŠ" She hesitated slightly, "Your appearance seems⊠younger than expected."
"The workings of the universe follow unique laws. Once one masters these laws, immortality or even resurrection becomes possible!"
"Uh⊠Lord Madara speaks wisely! But may I askâwhat brings you to Loulan?"
"To be frank, I've come for your kingdom's Leyline."
At these words, everyone in the hall gasped.
Several ministers' expressions turned hostile, the queen's face hardened, and the dozen puppeteers surrounding Madara exuded palpable killing intent.
Glancing around disdainfully, Madara sneered:
"Do you truly believe this motley crew can stop me? If you've heard of my reputation, then you should know my capabilities. If I wished, wiping out all of Loulan would be no great feat!"
The sheer arrogance in Madara's voice caused everyone present to pale. One elderly minister stepped forward, trembling as he leaned on his cane, and rebuked Madara:
"Are you not being overly arrogant, Lord Madara? No matter how powerful you are, surely you cannot defeat our kingdom's puppet army?"
"Who knows? Just a few hours ago, I eliminated the Third Kazekage and thousands of Sand shinobi under his command. Tell meâdo you think your puppets will fare any better than Sunagakure?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Madara unleashed the terrifying aura he had been suppressing. A suffocating wave of murderous intent surged outward, nearly tangible in its intensity!
The puppeteers closest to Madara were paralyzed by the overwhelming pressure, trembling uncontrollably.
Hidden figures lurking in the shadows collapsed, nearly falling over.
As for the ministers with long beards standing in the hall, they fainted outright under the weight of Madara's killer intent!
On the elevated platform, the queen's face turned pale. Overwhelmed by Madara's oppressive presence, she collapsed back onto her throne, breaking into a cold sweat.
Such a fearsome aura, such concentrated killing intentâit could only belong to someone of unparalleled strength, someone who had slaughtered countless thousands. This Uchiha Madara truly lived up to his fearsome legend!
Ignoring the petrified puppeteers, Madara strode calmly toward the queen:
"So, Your Majesty, tell meâwhere is the entrance to the Leyline? If you refuse, it matters not. I'll simply blast a crater into the ground to reach it myself!"
The queen's face paled in alarm:
"No! If you do that, the Leyline will erupt violently, destroying the entire land!"
"Then take me there yourself!"
Madara ascended the steps, standing before the queen. He looked down at her from above, exerting even greater pressure.
Gulping nervously, the queen glanced at her subordinates below, who were frozen in fear and unable to approach Madara. A sense of despair washed over herâŠ
"Lord Madara, may I ask what purpose the Leyline serves for you?"
"It's simple. My chakra reserves are insufficient to sustain me through prolonged battles lasting three days and nights. Therefore, I need to absorb the Leyline's chakra to strengthen myself!"
The queen stared at Madara as if he were mad:
"You're insane! The Leyline's chakra is infiniteâit will overwhelm and obliterate you!"
"That's none of your concern, Your Majesty. My capacity is far beyond ordinary limits!"
The queen gazed up at Madara in shock, while he calmly looked down at her. For a moment, the entire hall fell into absolute silence, the atmosphere thick with tension.
In the midst of this stillness, a side door to the right of the throne creaked open. A tiny figure with red hair emerged from behind itâŠ
It was a little girl, about three years old, wearing an adorable white baby onesie. Her short red hair was adorned with a hair clip, and she clutched a large teddy bear. She timidly peered at the queen and Madara, her soft voice calling out:
"MommyâŠ"
"Sara!"
Before Madara could react, the queen, previously weighed down by his oppressive presence, suddenly broke free. With a cry, she rushed to the child and scooped her into her arms!
Madara understood at once. This was the queen's daughterâthe next heir to the throne and the same girl Naruto had encountered twenty years prior in the original movie timeline!
Still, it was remarkable how maternal instincts could empower even someone lacking combat prowess but possessing vast chakra reserves to break free from Madara's overwhelming aura!
The queen, now holding little Sara protectively, glared warily at Madara. Regret filled her heart.
Madara slowly turned, a cryptic smile playing on his lips:
"Your Majesty, you've made a grave mistakeâyou've revealed your greatest weakness to me!"
With that, his eyes transformed into the Rinnegan, and he extended his hand toward the child in the queen's arms:
"Bansho TenâŠ"