Chapter 175 Chapter 175 The target is in place
Madara had already engaged Hashirama in a head-on fight, but it was obvious that even with the True Thousand Hands, it could not pose any threat to Madara at the moment, and he was at a disadvantage from the very beginning of the battle.
Itachi immediately activated Susanoo, straining his life and potential, and trying to suppress the headache in his brain, as if he wanted to go with Jiraiya and Kakashi to aid the First Hokage.
"That's their fight. We, the outsiders, should not interfere, okay?" A slightly helpless female voice reached everyone's ears.
"So is Madara. How come there are still a few missing from the Infinite Tsukuyomi?"
Obito and Ali suddenly stood in front of the three of them. The moment Itachi looked into those glittering golden eyes, he felt his heart go empty. With a crisp "click", it felt like something in his brain had broken...
Susanoo collapsed in an instant, and the gorgeous kaleidoscope slowly dissipated into pure black.
Itachi tried in vain to activate his Mangekyō again, but to his despair, he could no longer sense his own eye technique. Instead, his mind suddenly became clear, as if it had been freed from some burden...
His expression was blank for dozens of seconds before he woke up to Jiraiya's cry. He looked at Ali with a ferocious expression: "What did you do?!"
"You love Konoha so much, even willing to slaughter your own kind for it. You must really hate the Uchiha blood in you."
Ali tilted his head in feigned confusion, seemingly puzzled by his anger. "I helped you dissolve your relationship, so why aren't you happy?"
The slightly playful tone sounded like a devil's whisper to Itachi's ears, and a sweet taste rose in his throat. He staggered and was supported by Jiraiya.
Ali sighed and shook his head.
When it's on me, I hate it so much, thinking it's a burden to me. When I try to get rid of it, it becomes annoying and desperate.
This is not knowing how to appreciate a good person.
Jiraiya supported Itachi, the bottle of Myobokusan's secret oil in his palm, but the moment he looked up and met those slightly mocking golden eyes, the chakra gushing out of his body suddenly stagnated.
The two people opposite them were either leaning or standing on the tree roots, their expressions nonchalant. They clearly didn't seem to care about them, but they were still frightened enough that they dared not move a muscle...
Jiraiya silently clenched the bottle in his hand, his eyes filled with bloodshot.
On this side, Ali and his companions were facing each other peacefully, while on the other side, the fighting was in full swing.
Yuyi has been following this war closely.
From not caring at the beginning, to the end, he was completely unable to stay out of it.
The sacred tree has been absorbed, the infinite Tsukuyomi has been opened, and now all the conditions for unsealing Kaguya are in place. The reason why she has not appeared yet is more likely that her will is still lurking in Madara's consciousness, waiting for a suitable opportunity to completely replace him and be resurrected in this world.
He would never allow this to happen!
Yuyi's gaze passed over the current generation of Ashura wrapped in a cocoon, and then thought of Indra, who she had searched for several times before but couldn't find at all. The uneasy premonition in her heart became more and more intense, and finally, she fixed her gaze on Hashirama.
This body had a back-up plan that he had secretly added, but it was obvious that the state of the dirty world did not fully unleash the potential of this special body.
The gap between life and death is still too big.
There was a gloom in Yuyi's eyes, but he finally made up his mind.
An invisible energy was drawn out from one of the cocoons of the sacred tree. Indra was not there, so he could only supplement some of the Yin energy himself, integrate it into one, and then merge it into the body of the retreating Hashirama.
Hashirama didn't even realize what was happening until Madara suddenly retreated and created some distance between them. Only then did he realize that his perception of his surroundings was completely different.
The abrupt sense of separation completely disappeared, and he felt the smoke and blood of the battlefield again, real and vivid.
Something inside me seemed to be stirring and gestating along with the increasingly clear sound of my heartbeat, and finally, it grew and bore fruit in my forehead...
In Madara's slightly widened eyes, he saw his own appearance.
He unknowingly put on a robe similar to Madara's. Two flat horns grew from his forehead, extending along his scalp and covering most of his hair. They gradually narrowed until they were completely retracted behind his ears, revealing eyes on his forehead that were exactly the same as Madara's, except that they had turned golden in color.
He raised his hand slightly, and the same Seeking Dao Jade gathered in his palm, slowly transforming into the shape of a weapon that suited him...
Is he... resurrected?
But he didn't have much time to think, as he heard Madara's unbridled and excited laughter, and the compliment, "You are worthy of me." What followed was a further escalation of the battle.
He seemed to hear the wails of the earth collapsing, landslides and tsunamis, but he had no time to care about all this. Dealing with the person in front of him had already exhausted all his energy.
It was not until the "puff" sound of his heart being shattered was heard and Madara's hand was pulled out of his body that Hashirama staggered to his feet. Finally, after a long period of venting and fighting with all his strength, he gained a brief peace from the various and complicated emotions that had been engulfing him recently.
"That's great..." Hashirama sighed.
Looking at the two people not far away who had been maintaining the barrier and not leaving the battlefield, staring at their opponents while paying attention to their fighting situation, Hashirama curled his lips and showed his first sincere smile since returning to the world. "You guys, you have a like-minded partner again."
Hashirama seemed to have lost the motivation to continue fighting. He was clearly approaching death if he didn't resist, but he was unusually relaxed and even had the mood to chat with Madara: "Don't go too fast, Madara."
Don't let your companions keep looking at your back.
Madara's expression seemed to relax a little, but before Hashirama could finish his words, something unexpected happened.
Hashirama's expression suddenly turned cold, and with a icy look in his eyes, he raised the Six Paths Chibaku Tensei and shot it towards Madara. However, Black Zetsu, who had been hiding nearby, had already taken advantage of Madara's distraction to strike first, shattering his heart and knocking him away.
Kaguya Otsutsuki instantly took over Madara's body and completed her resurrection.
At the same time, Hashirama was also knocked back by a leg whip from Ali who suddenly appeared. Hashirama wanted to fight back, but he found that strange patterns had appeared beside him at some point, controlling him in a space of no more than a hundred cubic meters, leaving him with no way to retreat.
The battlefield was changing rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, their original target had arrived.
"I finally caught you." Ali grinned and looked at Hashirama... no, Otsutsuki Hagoromo with eyes full of murderous intent.
"Six Paths Sage!"
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