"Madara? You, and all of you..."
Seeing three Madaras standing protectively in front of him, Hashirama felt a warmth he couldn't put into words.
As expected, good buddies should stand shoulder to shoulder, not let Black Zetsu drive a wedge between them with his ridiculous lies!
"Hashirama, you're too reckless!"
"That's right. An idiot like him isn't worth saving."
"Why not just let that idiot die?"
The three Madaras were clearly full of contempt and disgust for Madara 6, and for once, they'd reached an agreement.
If Hashirama hadn't been so reluctant, the three of them would have been the ones most eager to erase the disgrace that was Madara 6!
"Hashirama? You? Them? What's going on? Who are these guys...?"
Six Paths Madara was utterly baffled and shocked.
Hashirama's appearance and resurrection had already left him reeling, but at least those were within the realm of possibility—not completely absurd.
But now, three more versions of himself had suddenly appeared!
That was just too ridiculous, too absurd.
No one else knew, but Six Paths Madara was certain these three Madaras had nothing to do with him!
He had no idea where they'd come from!
For a moment, Six Paths Madara even wondered if his Limbo Shadows had somehow slipped out of his control.
But if they were really his shadows, there was no way they'd be this brazen! At the very least, they wouldn't be able to speak!
Could he be under a Genjutsu?
Were Hashirama and the three versions of himself just illusions?
Had he actually already been completely devoured by that Kaguya Black Zetsu had mentioned?
Impossible. Absolutely impossible!
At that moment,
the Yang Release slime spreading across his chest and the Ten-Tails rampaging inside him were causing Six Paths Madara excruciating pain. He had to use all