Bead-sized drops of sweat slid down A's cheeks and dripped onto the ground.
He widened his eyes, desperately trying to see everything around him, but all he could see was a blur.
His body seemed bound by an invisible force, leaving him unable to move.
He struggled to turn his head and look toward the Hidden Cloud elites behind him, who had originally been full of life and vigor.
At that moment, their eyes were empty and their expressions dull. They stood rooted to the spot like puppets.
A shook his head in disbelief, his heart filled with shock and fear.
He simply couldn't believe that this man had merely released his own overwhelming aura and already intimidated these Cloud Ninja, who were battle-hardened and extraordinarily powerful, into complete immobility.
He did not blame his subordinates for being useless, because he knew very well that this was not their fault. The enemy was simply too powerful...
A's vision gradually cleared. He stared at the mysterious man standing opposite him, and a chill welled up in his heart.
He knew that this man was the legendary God of Shinobi—a name that had once made the entire shinobi world tremble.
And now, he had appeared in this world once again, bringing even greater power with him.
"Have all the successive Hokage of the Hidden Leaf... been resurrected?"
A murmured to himself, his voice trembling slightly.
Figures that had once shaken the world appeared in his mind: First Hokage Hashirama Senju, Second Hokage Tobirama Senju... and the Fourth Hokage Minato Namikaze, who was known as the Golden Flash of the Hidden Leaf.
These were the greatest figures in the history of Konoha Village, and also the existences A feared most.
A's heart grew heavier.
He raised his head and met Hashirama's face behind