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"Tobirama Senju... he was sealed away after all."
"However, it doesn't matter. Your value has already been demonstrated. You consumed a large amount of chakra from the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki's shadow clone and tested the Allied Forces' current limits."
He pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light.
His gaze seemed to pierce through space, looking towards a more distant direction.
"Then, next... it's time to send that 'powerful but empty' First Lord to where he belongs."
"So, we're still using Mr. Madara?"
He muttered to himself as his body slowly sank into the ground, as if he had never existed.
The forest returned to silence, with only the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves.
Chapter 459 Madara Uchiha Arrives!
First Army battlefield.
The brief joy of successfully sealing the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, was quickly replaced by an even more arduous task.
The wounded need medical treatment, the destroyed defenses need to be rebuilt, and the remains of the fallen need to be recovered.
The entire coastline was permeated with a complex atmosphere of weariness, sadness, and vigilance.
Darui, forcing himself to stay alert, directed the remaining troops in the cleanup work.
At the same time, more sensory teams were deployed to be on alert for possible new attacks.
Naruto's shadow clone remained steadfast on the watchtower, its golden chakra cloak, though not as dazzling as before, still stable.
His azure eyes swept across the distant sea and the nearby mountains and forests.
Nine-Tails unleashed its full power of malice perception, like an invisible radar covering the entire area. It knew the battle was far from over.
Meanwhile, near the battlefield of the Second Division, on a hidden high ground.
Far from the main battlefield, this location offers a panoramic view of the devastation left by the Second Force's defeat below, as well as the faint outline of the Allied headquarters in the distance.
A figure stood silently on the edge of the cliff, like an ancient stone statue.
He wore red armor from the Warring States period, his long black hair was tied up at the back of his head, and his face was rugged and resolute.
But those eyes were empty and lifeless, as if they had lost all the luster of their soul.
It was the Edo Tensei body of Hashirama Senju, inhabited only by a portion of his soul and remotely controlled by Kabuto.
Suddenly, Hashirama slowly raised his hands and formed the hand seals for the Impure World Reincarnation.
"Spirit Summoning - Impure World Reincarnation!"
As chakra was injected, the ground in front of him rippled, and a coffin slowly rose from the ground.
The coffin exuded an aura of misfortune and death, as if it imprisoned some extremely terrifying being.
However, before the coffin lid could be fully raised—
"BOOM!!!!!!"
With a loud bang, the hard black coffin lid suddenly shattered from the inside!
Countless fragments scattered like cannonballs, striking the surrounding rocks and leaving deep dents.
A powerful, domineering chakra, filled with fighting spirit and destructive aura, erupted like a dormant volcano, instantly engulfing the entire high ground!
Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a figure slowly stepped out.
He was also wearing red Warring States period armor, and his long black hair was loosely draped over his shoulders.
In a pair of scarlet eyes, three tomoe slowly rotated, carrying a cold indifference and arrogance that looked down upon all living beings.
He looked down at his arm, which was made of dust and covered with tiny cracks, and his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
"This feeling... is not from the art of reincarnation."
His voice was deep and magnetic, carrying a kind of authority that came from long-held superiority: "Is it... the Impure World Reincarnation technique developed by Tobirama?"
"Hmph, I never thought that one day I would return to the mortal world in such an incomplete form."
It was Uchiha Madara!
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Madara!"
A voice filled with feigned enthusiasm and barely concealed excitement rang out.
The sound emanating from Hashirama Senju's body was actually from Kabuto Yakushi, who was far away in the cave.
Madara slowly turned his head, and when he saw Hashirama Senju standing in front of him with a blank expression.
For the first time, a clear look of surprise appeared in those Sharingan eyes.
He whispered it out almost subconsciously, his body tensing slightly, a surge of powerful fighting spirit rising uncontrollably within him.
The battle with Hashirama Senju was a memory and longing etched deep in his soul.
"Please be patient, Mr. Ban."
Kabuto seemed to sense Madara's sudden burst of fighting spirit and immediately spoke through Hashirama: "As you can see."
"The current First Hokage has no self-awareness; he is merely an empty shell controlled by me."
"Even if you fight him now, it will be meaningless; you will only be wasting your energy."
The surprise in Ban's eyes quickly faded, replaced by an all-knowing indifference.
He crossed his arms, his gaze passing over Hashirama's body, as if staring at the controller in the distance.
"Oh? So... you're the mastermind behind summoning me back from the Pure Land."
His tone was calm, yet it carried an invisible pressure.
"It's down!"
Kabuto's voice carried a hint of smugness: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Kabuto Yakushi, and I am the... collaborator of your agent."
"Now, at this crucial moment of the Fourth Shinobi World War, we, along with your agents, are joining forces with the goal of capturing the Eight-Tails and the Nine-Tails to complete the Eye of the Moon Plan!"
Ban's gaze swept over the Fourth Army camp, which was faintly visible in the distance and busily undergoing repairs.
He glanced down at the completely destroyed defensive line of the Second Division below, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"Hmph, it seems I overestimated you."
"After causing such a commotion, even using my Impure World Reincarnation technique, and yet... we still haven't captured the Eight-Tails and the Nine-Tails?"
His words were like whips, lashing at Dou's nerves.
Kabuto's voice paused slightly, but he quickly regained his all-powerful tone: "That's why we need your power even more, Mr. Madara."
"To show my sincerity, the body I have prepared for you through the Impure World Reincarnation technique is specially made!"
"It can perfectly unleash your peak strength from your previous life, and perhaps even surpass it due to the infinite chakra nature of the Impure World Reincarnation."
Madara raised an eyebrow slightly, a dangerous glint flashing in his crimson Sharingan eyes: "My peak? You've seen me at my prime?"
The question was asked casually, yet it carried an arrogant air of looking down on the world.
It was as if to say that no one was qualified to judge Madara Uchiha's true power.
Kabuto seemed intimidated by this aura and remained silent for a moment before responding, "Then... please let me, and this ninja world, witness it with my own eyes!"
"The legendary Uchiha Madara's... full power!"
Ban let out a cold snort that had no meaning, and said no more.
He leaped off the high cliff, his red figure tracing a sharp arc through the air.
Like a predatory eagle, it plummeted straight down into the relatively intact area guarded by the Fourth Force!
There, the relatively dense chakra reaction he sensed was the perfect place for him to "stretch his muscles and bones"!
The area where some reinforcements joined the Fourth Force to regroup after the Second Force was defeated.
After suffering a crushing defeat and reuniting with the remnants of the Second Force, the atmosphere here was unusually heavy.
Huang Tu is reorganizing his troops, treating the wounded, and building a makeshift defensive line.
Everyone was still shaken, their minds still echoing with the catastrophic power of the six Jinchūriki.
A member of the sensory squad abruptly raised his head, his face instantly turning deathly pale. His voice was distorted with extreme fear: "There... there's an enemy approaching! Extremely fast! Chakra reaction... it's... it's..."
He said "yes" for a long time, but the name was stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.
Because the oppressive feeling brought by that chakra was far purer and more intense than when facing the Six Paths Jinchuriki before…
There was no need for him to finish his report.
"boom----!!!"
A figure fell from the sky like a meteorite, crashing heavily onto the ground less than a hundred meters in front of the Allied forces' position!
The earth trembled violently, and the dust that rose up swept outwards like a sandstorm, making it almost impossible for the allied ninjas to open their eyes.
Some ninjas whose injuries had not yet healed were even directly knocked to the ground by this shockwave!
The dust settled slowly.
Under the gaze of countless terrified and horrified eyes, a figure slowly straightened up from the center of the deep crater formed by the impact.
He wore ancient red armor, his long black hair danced behind him, and his body emanated a terrifying, deep red chakra that seemed almost tangible.
A suffocating murderous intent filled the air.
He slowly raised his head, revealing a cold and arrogant face.
And those Sharingan eyes, with their three tomoe that seemed to contain mountains of corpses and seas of blood, slowly rotating.
He glanced indifferently at the allied ninjas ahead, who looked like formidable enemies but were like ants in his eyes.
A slight upturn of the corners of his mouth formed a cold, battle-ready arc.
"Finally... a battlefield that looks somewhat decent."
Madara Uchiha has arrived!
Just standing there, he exuded an aura of Asura originating from the Warring States period, emerging from countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.