Indra

[Indra (Red)]: This is the name of God! If you possess Him, you will have everything!

Effect:

Every time you overcome an obstacle in your path, you will gain a certain amount of luck. When the time comes, you can convert this accumulated fortune into unparalleled 'strong luck' to bless yourself. However, the strong luck of the Indra will be ineffective when facing Asura.

"What is going on with this ability?!" Yuma stared at the explanation in shock.

Among all the red-tier abilities that Madara possessed, this one shone the brightest.

Originally, Yuma had assumed that as someone who had unlocked the Rinnegan, Madara's most powerful entry would be related to the 'Samsara Eye.'

He had even thought that if he obtained the Rinnegan entry, he could evolve directly from Mangekyō Sharingan to the Rinnegan in one step.

But who would have thought that Madara's most radiant red-tier ability...

Would actually be this?!

However, upon deeper reflection, obtaining this ability might be the optimal outcome.

How should one describe its effects?

It was simply overpowered!

Yuma's gaze landed on the words 'strong luck' displayed on the panel, and as he reread the ability's explanation, he finally understood its true nature.

This ability allowed him to accumulate luck whenever he overcame an obstacle, regardless of its difficulty. These fortunes would remain stored, and when needed, they could be converted into an immense wave of good luck.

The definition of an 'obstacle' was subjective—anything Yuma perceived as a challenge could qualify.

Even something as trivial as completing a D-rank ninja mission would count, since, after all, missions were assigned by clients who found them difficult enough to seek help from ninjas.

Of course, minor challenges would yield only small amounts of luck, while greater difficulties would grant far greater fortune.

However, if this luck could be stacked over time, even small amounts would eventually accumulate into an overwhelming force.

"So strong! This ability is incredibly powerful!" Yuma was in awe of its potential.

He understood exactly what 'strong luck' entailed.

Powerful luck was a trait often reserved for protagonists in various forms of entertainment. It allowed them to turn peril into fortune, granting them plot-defying survivability and success.

At that moment, Yuma came to a realization—

Uchiha Sasuke...

Wasn't he the next reincarnation of Indra? The protagonist alongside Naruto, Asura's reincarnation, in the world of Naruto?

As the previous incarnation of Indra, Uchiha Madara had also awakened the Rinnegan, an achievement even Indra himself had never accomplished.

If that wasn't protagonist-level treatment, what was?

At the very least, before this power passed on to Sasuke, every move Madara made would align with his own wishes.

Realizing this, Yuma wasted no time and immediately installed the ability.

The process was silent, without any grand display of power.

Once the ability was successfully equipped, a voice came from the side:

"Why are you so strong?"

Hearing this, Yuma glanced at his palm.

The debris scattered by the divine wind had disappeared like fleeting illusions.

Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw Uchiha Madara standing not far away, appearing unharmed despite only having his right eye.

"Tsk~! I knew... things wouldn't be that simple." Yuma clicked his tongue in frustration before addressing Madara directly. "Old man! How long can your Izanagi last?"

Yuma was well-versed in the details of the Izanagi technique.

If he remembered correctly, its duration depended on the user's skill and quality.

For someone like Shimura Danzo, who lacked exceptional ability, one use of Izanagi cost him an eye.

For Uchiha Obito, a more talented individual, a single activation could last several minutes.

And for Madara, whose ocular prowess surpassed even Indra himself...

Yuma could hardly fathom how long his Izanagi would endure.

In response to Yuma's question, Madara sneered: "I can keep fighting you for days and nights."

This was a lie.

Despite the short duration of his battle with Yuma, the intensity had been nothing short of brutal.

The White Zetsu surrounding him had already been annihilated, and without them, his body was frail—aged beyond recognition.

The seemingly unharmed state he projected was merely an illusion, maintained by his mastery of the 'Power of All Things.'

This deception was enough to fool even a Mangekyō Sharingan user to some extent.

Sensing the tide turning against him, Madara had activated Izanagi to stall for time, seeking an opportunity to retreat.

After all, he understood his own limits.

At best, he could last only a few more exchanges.

At that moment, a figure emerged from the ground.

It was none other than Black Zetsu, now back in his usual darkened form.

Upon arrival, he shook his head at Madara. "Madara-sama, the mission failed. That guy... disguised his clone as a decoy talisman. When his clone appeared, he took Obito and the others and fled."

Hearing this, Madara immediately grasped the situation.

With White Zetsu gone and his body deteriorating, there was no point in continuing the battle.

"In that case... retreat!" he commanded in a deep voice.

"Understood!" Black Zetsu acknowledged, and as if melting into liquid, he wrapped around Madara.

—Squelch!—

In an instant, they vanished underground, escaping Yuma's sight.

Yuma, realizing what had happened, clicked his tongue in frustration.

Madara, the wily old schemer, had just executed a classic 'villainous retreat.'

"Tsk~!" Closing his eyes to sense the surroundings, Yuma tried to locate them.

Despite his enhanced perception through Sage Mode, Madara's presence had disappeared entirely—concealed by Black Zetsu's shroud.

"That old fox... He even managed to manipulate Indra while going unnoticed by Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo during the age of the Ninja Sect."

Seeing that further pursuit was futile, Yuma activated the Flying Thunder God Technique.

—Whoosh!—

In the blink of an eye, he reappeared next to Kakashi and the others.