"Kid! Please!!"
If Hashirama Senju had been in control of his body, he would have bowed ninety degrees to Kamui, or even dropped to his knees in a Dogza.
He desperately needed to learn the truth and stop this war before more villagers were hurt.
Tobirama Senju watched his idiot brother acting exactly as expected and could only fall silent.
"Fine, but wait until my third brother finishes his fight!"
Kamui looked at the simplehearted man. Why did he see a little of Lu Ya in him?
Was Lu Ya going to turn out like this too?
He had grown older, but his personality still had a sense of Pure Heart.
Compared with the black-haired man, the silver-haired one was far more calculating. His mind was probably even more complex and guarded than Orochimaru's.
Kamui had only ever felt that way about his father and Uncle Redfield.
"But..." Hashirama Senju's face fell.
"Don't worry! It won't take long!" Kamui smiled faintly.
Then Kamui called out to Katakuri.
"Katakuri, pick up the pace! We've got plenty else to do!"
At Kamui's words, Katakuri, who had wanted to force Hiruzen Sarutobi to show more techniques, immediately got serious.
Katakuri usually fought in human form. Few people could force him into his half-beast form.
Urged on by Kamui, Katakuri immediately shifted into his Mythical Zoan Qilin half-beast form.
Hard scales grew across his body, and his head became a Qilin's dragon head.
"If you don't have a trump card, this ends now!"
"You don't have the strength to push me into awakening my power or mastering Advanced Conqueror's Haki."
Katakuri gripped his black Mogura Trident. His arms swelled to three times their size, and the pressure of his Conqueror's Haki grew even fiercer.
He had wanted to use this world's strongest fighters as