Sen waved his hand, signaling the clansmen to fall back.
Excitement surged through him, his blood seeming to boil at this very moment. The battle he had longed for was finally here!
"You forced my hand!" Senju Tobirama had been blinded by rage, and even the hands forming seals were trembling slightly.
As he completed the seals, the sacrificial body that had been standing motionless suddenly shuddered, as though a soul had been infused into it.
The surroundings swiftly shifted from blurred to clear before his eyes.
He looked at his hands, then surveyed the area around him. "This is the Uchiha compound? I—have been revived? Tobirama, why are you here?"
He removed his mask and stared at his crack-covered arms, muttering, "What's going on? Is this Impure World Reincarnation?"
When they saw his true face, the distant Uchiha clansmen widened their eyes, their hearts seeming to skip a beat.
"This is—the First Hokage! Senju Hashirama!"
"It's over. That's the God of Shinobi! What is our clan supposed to do now?"
"No, the First Hokage has always been friendly toward our clan. He would never go to war with us!"
Hearing the clansmen's discussion, Senju Tobirama inwardly cursed. Troublesome.
The reason he had not used this final measure from the beginning was that, while his elder brother was immensely powerful, he held an extreme, obsessive love for everyone.
He had always naively believed that everyone could live together without barriers between them!
If not for that mindset, perhaps their village would have unified the shinobi world long ago!
Senju Tobirama hurriedly stepped back to stand beside Senju Hashirama and spoke first. "The village has descended into internal conflict. This Uchiha Sen wants to kill the Hokage and seize his position!"
"Pah." Sen suddenly spat and cursed, "You Hokage bastards wanted