manynovel Chapter 1719 Madara Needs to Roll His Eyes
Chapter 1719 Madara Needs to Roll His Eyes
The appearance of the red-armored, long-haired man, his demeanor, and even the details of his signature armor, were exactly the same as the terrifying, almost invincible figure that Tianmu had shown before.
Even the subtle lines left by time around his eyes and brows, and the wear and tear on his armor that tell a story, are exactly the same.
The man who appeared out of thin air through spatial teleportation was none other than—Uchiha Madara!
Mei Hua Kui was already terrified, like an overly frightened ostrich, desperately shrinking her head down, wishing she could dig a hole and bury herself in it on the spot.
She prayed frantically in her heart, wishing she could be invisible and never hear or see any conversations that might involve important figures.
"Black Charcoal Orochi".
Madara Uchiha's voice rang out, calm yet carrying an arrogant air of looking down upon ants.
To him, can someone whose strength is far inferior to his still be considered someone with whom he needs to have an equal dialogue?
"Everything you have now is a gift from me. As a general, shouldn't you kneel before your benefactor?"
His words went straight to the point, without any politeness.
Despite Kaido's covetousness and the interests of various factions, Kurozumi Orochi has survived to this day and is still able to hold onto his position as shogun.
To a large extent, it was indeed thanks to the kindness Madara Uchiha had shown him back then; even if Orochi kowtowed until his head bled, he might not be able to repay it all.
Kurozumi Orochi was an extremely shrewd and opportunistic person who knew how to assess situations.
Although he had enjoyed a life of luxury and privilege for many years as a general and had a violent temper, he always had a weak knee and an exceptionally clear mind in front of those in power who could truly decide his life and death and grant him everything.
He knew his own limitations perfectly well, and he was even more aware of how terrifying the man in front of him was.
"Thump—!"
Without the slightest hesitation, and without even caring that a Plum Blossom King was kneeling beside him, the fat body of the Black Charcoal Serpent slid off the seat that symbolized power, his knees slamming heavily onto the floor.
He performed a perfect, impeccable dogeza (a deep bowing gesture), filled with humility and submission!
He hadn't used this set of etiquette, a gesture of absolute submission from the subordinate to the superior, for many years, but now he used it with a skill so ingrained in his bones that it was heartbreaking.
"Madara... Lord Madara!"
The black charcoal serpent's voice trembled noticeably with awe, its forehead pressed tightly against the cold ground.
"It is an honor to see Your Majesty's face today. It is because you think highly of me. Whatever your orders are, I will do my best."
He humbled himself to the dust.
He had only shown this extreme humility to a very few people in his life, and the last time was probably when he was an undercover agent, pretending to pledge his loyalty to Kozuki Oden.
Before Madara Uchiha, his imposing presence as the Kurozumi General vanished completely.
Madara Uchiha's crimson Sharingan seemed to flash with a barely perceptible hint of indifference in response to Orochi's unwavering and respectful attitude, indicating that he was basically satisfied.
In his eyes, Orochi was nothing more than a dog he kept in the open to manage the courtyard.
Whether a dog is loyal or not may be questionable for the time being, but if it doesn't even wag its tail and beg for its owner's affection, showing a basic attitude of obedience, then it is a different story.
If it even dares to bare its teeth and bark wildly, then there's no need to keep this dog any longer; it should just be put into the pot.
"Get up."
"Thank you, sir!" The black charcoal serpent felt as if he had been granted a pardon and carefully got up from the ground.
In just a short while, his luxurious inner shirt was soaked with cold sweat.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Luckily, his reaction was good enough and his attitude was humble enough that he didn't displease this evil star on the spot, otherwise he wouldn't even know how he died.
Even after standing up, Orochi still dared not look directly at Madara Uchiha's face, as that would be an offense to the dignity of a powerful figure.
He wisely lowered his gaze, fixing it firmly on the dark red armor on the other man's chest, as a sign of respect.
"Lord Madara, please...please take a seat!" Orochi almost fawned, turning to the side and pointing to the seat of the Shogun, the symbol of the highest power in Wano Country, which he had just left behind.
His tone was extremely humble, "Whatever your arrangements are, I will immediately inform Danzo. He is one of my capable subordinates, and I guarantee he will handle it perfectly."
At this moment, he transformed from a tyrannical general into a diligent, attentive, and obedient servant.
By voluntarily relinquishing the main seat, one can directly demonstrate that one has no improper desires and that one's respect for Madara is paramount.
Madara Uchiha didn't even bother to glance at the so-called position of general.
From the very beginning, his gaze lingered on the broadcast screen inside the hall, fixed on the figure of the woman with white hair and white eyes, surrounded by black Truth-Seeking Jewels—Kozuki Hiyori.
Madara did not respond to Orochi's words.
His crimson Sharingan stared at Hiyori's strange Byakugan on the screen, as if he had seen a key piece of the puzzle.
"Lord Madara is also interested in the remnants of the Kozuki family?" Kurozumi Orochi cautiously observed Madara's expression and asked tentatively.
He was secretly delighted. This was undoubtedly good news for him. One of the things he feared most was that Madara Uchiha would suddenly change his mind and want to support his mortal enemy—the descendant of the Kozuki family.
Come and challenge him, or even replace him.
Now it seems that Ban's goal is not to provide support, but to have ulterior motives, which puts his mind at ease.
Madara Uchiha slowly withdrew his gaze from the screen and turned it back to Orochi, who was bowing his head. "Those Byakugan eyes are quite good. I need at least one!"
"I need to roll my eyes to get my plan done."
The information from the Heavenly Curtain once briefly and subtly revealed that the Byakugan is a power inherited through bloodlines, and that certain female descendants are more prone to atavism, awakening their full pupil power.
In male descendants, the improvement is more often manifested in physical enhancement and talent enhancement, with the direct awakening of the complete Byakugan being relatively rare.
This is why the legendary ancient Hyuga clan, to some extent, is a traditional structure centered on women, with women being more likely to inherit the core eye power, and has characteristics of a matriarchal society.
Orochi was overjoyed to hear this; Madara Uchiha wanted Hiyori Kozuki's eyes, and this was perfect.
That woman lied to him and betrayed him. If she were to gouge out his eyes in the end, that would be the most satisfying punishment.
However, after the initial elation, the practical problem immediately surfaced. Kurozumi Orochi wore a perfectly measured expression of distress, rubbing his hands cautiously as he said, "Lord Madara, you are wise enough to see that I also wish I could immediately gouge out that vile woman's eyes and present them to you, but the distance is no ordinary distance..."
By the time the ships arrive at Marineford from Wano Country, the great battle may have already ended.