The two sides stared at each other from afar, as silent as motionless mountain rocks.
Uchiha Madara. Senju Hashirama.
The two names on this ravaged battlefield weighed more than a thousand mountains, pressing down on everyone's hearts until they could barely breathe.
Rikusei, standing behind them, started walking. His feet crunched over the rubble, breaking the deathly silence hanging over the group.
The boy with a scroll on his back stood before them, looking perfectly at ease. His clear voice rang in their ears like thunder: "Since the Five Kage of the Great Hidden Villages are all here, why not hold a Five Kage Summit while we have the chance?"
"Uchiha brat, what gives you the right to say that?!"
Two figures immediately stepped out from behind the Raikage, arrogantly brandishing the legendary Six Paths Ninja Tools in their hands as they shouted their challenge.
A glanced at Kinkaku and Ginkaku, then chuckled to himself. Ever since the brothers had consumed the Eight-Tails' flesh, their growing strength had made them look down on everyone.
He shot a sidelong glance at the man with his hair tied up, signaling him not to interfere. Let the two of them run into a wall and learn just how vast the world was.
"Is that so?"
Uchiha Madara lowered his hands, a faint smile curling his lips as he slowly took a step forward.
His ordinary shinobi sandals landed on the rubble with a crisp crunch. Dust burst into the air, swirling and roaring as stones were swept up in the vortex. The wind howled around them like the cries of demons, shaking everyone to their core.
"He has every right—he's my student!" Madara's magnificent Eternal Mangekyo began to turn as he stared at Kinkaku and Ginkaku, who clutched the Six Paths Ninja Tools.