Tobirama finally came to his senses, his face flushing red as he turned to look apologetically at his older brother.
Hashirama helplessly pressed a hand to his forehead, inwardly ranting. Why was Tobirama, usually so shrewd, acting so out of character today?
He stopped dwelling on it and directly took up a stance. "Madara, Osk, shall we find another battlefield?"
"Fine!"
The two nodded without hesitation.
The three figures then tacitly headed toward Kikyo Mountain.
The ninja from both sides who remained behind launched fierce attacks the very next second after the three departed.
In an instant, battle cries and the explosions of ninjutsu tore through the battlefield, drifting with the clouds toward Kikyo Mountain.
At that moment, atop Kikyo Mountain, the breeze brushed across the three grim faces like a maiden's delicate hand.
The instant the sounds of slaughter reached them, the three moved.
"They're here! Madara, Osk!"
Hashirama's Adam's apple bobbed as he slammed his hands together.
"Wood Style: Insertion Technique!"
In an instant, the vast Chakra within Hashirama flowed through the soles of his feet and into the earth.
Under Kosuke and Madara's watchful eyes, the ground suddenly heaved and churned.
The moment wooden spikes erupted, Kosuke and Madara swiftly exchanged a glance.
Their fingers flew through hand seals.
"Fire Style: Great Fire Annihilation!"
"Wind Release: Great Breakthrough!"
The moment wind and fire converged, a merciless sea of blazing flames rapidly devoured the wooden spikes and surged toward Hashirama with overwhelming force.
Seeing the firestorm rushing at him, Hashirama lightly tapped the ground and swiftly leaped backward.
At that moment, Kosuke and Madara's Mangekyō Sharingan appeared simultaneously.
Facing Hashirama Senju, neither dared to let down his guard in the slightest.
Black patterns, like burning flames, sought to drag the rapidly retreating Hashirama into an illusionary trap.
Yet