"I finally waited for this day."
The flying dust dissipated, and the figure inside the coffin walked out, allowing everyone to see his face.
NINJAS looked at the man with trembling hearts, guessing his identity.
After all, Hiruzen Sarutobi had just performed a trick of reviving Danzo right in front of them. Although they ninjas had mastered water, fire, wind, and lightning, they had never witnessed anything like reviving the dead.
Mist Village attached the utmost importance to this matter. After all, a single Tobirama Senju had already put them under such immense pressure; what would happen if another one appeared?
"Who is this?"
"Anyone Hiruzen Sarutobi summons as a helper must be a figure of the same level as Tobirama Senju! You don't even know this?"
"A figure on the same level as Tobirama Senju? Could it be the First Hokage?"
"The First Hokage? It really is possible. Look at the black hair, the black combat outfit, and the armor of the same style as Tobirama Senju."
"Red armor? There's no mistake. It's Hashirama Senju."
"Despicable Hiruzen Sarutobi, at his age and unable to beat Lord Mizukage, he actually calls for family help."
"Yeah! Too shameless. Not only did he revive Tobirama Senju, but he also had to revive Hashirama Senju."
Hearing the discussion among the Mist Village ninjas, the corners of Tobirama Senju's eyes twitched involuntarily. He looked at Hiruzen Sarutobi and sighed, "Power can actually distort people to this extent."
Just as the crowd of Mist Village ninjas were excitedly debating, the man who had kicked the coffin lid swept his gaze over them: "Hashirama?"
The man with fluffy black hair scanned his surroundings and then looked at the Mist Village ninjas: "Where is the Hashirama you are talking about?"
A fanged Mist Village ninja raised a