Seeing the Third Hokage's regretful, pained expression, Orochimaru felt as refreshed as if he had downed an ice-cold soda in the sweltering heat of summer.
To make the Third Hokage regret it even more, Orochimaru temporarily released his restraints on the First and Second Hokage, allowing them to briefly recover their original minds.
When the First and Second Hokage regained clarity and saw the Third Hokage before them—with pitch-black sclera and a body covered in cracks like shattered porcelain—Senju Tobirama let out a deep sigh.
Meanwhile, Senju Hashirama stood stunned for a long while before finally reacting. "Monkey, how did you die after we were apart for only a moment?
Who killed you? Was it me, or Tobirama?"
Hearing Senju Hashirama's words, the Third Hokage revealed an awkward expression. He looked toward his own corpse beside him and the Kusanagi Sword piercing its heart. "I was killed by my own treacherous disciple, Orochimaru."
Upon hearing that the Third Hokage had not been killed by them, Senju Hashirama even casually stepped forward and patted his shoulder. "You don't need to be too sad. Compared to Tobirama and me, you already lived quite a long life.
The two of us combined probably only lived about as long as you did..."
Before Senju Hashirama could finish, Senju Tobirama, who had long since reached the end of his patience, interrupted on the spot. "Brother, even if you're thickheaded, there has to be a limit. Do you understand the current situation?
Monkey is still serving as Hokage at his age, which means the village lacks young ninjas capable of bearing heavy responsibilities.
Now even Monkey is dead, and he has been brought back with Impure World Reincarnation to stand against Konoha. Where is Konoha supposed to find ninjas capable of stopping the lot of us?"