"It really is you." When Hashirama Senju heard that familiar voice, his uncertainty immediately turned into certainty. He looked over Uchiha Madara, who was radiating the aura of death from head to toe, and frowned. "What's going on?"
"What's going on!? Orochimaru, what did you do!?"
Tsunade asked the same question. She rolled up her sleeves and strode over, the aura she gave off even causing Uchiha Madara to feel as if he were being scorched by the blazing sun.
How powerful!
Uchiha Madara wore a horrified expression.
Is this Hashirama Senju's granddaughter?
Although he was currently being controlled by Orochimaru, Uchiha Madara could sense that his strength was hardly any weaker than it had been when he was alive.
Yet in front of Tsunade, he was like a maggot in the shadows suddenly exposed to sunlight, gripped by an intense, instinctive fear that originated from his very soul.
"Princess Tsunade, are you really going to get violent in front of Mister?" Orochimaru said with a smile, showing no intention of dodging.
Tsunade glanced at Shen Mo, and her expression became slightly awkward.
Her aura subsided considerably.
But she still glared furiously at Orochimaru.
"How could Uchiha Madara's soul be in your hands?"
"Even Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju's souls are in my hands. Why wouldn't Uchiha Madara's be?" Orochimaru retorted, then glanced at Hashirama Senju and said with a beaming smile, "I just thought that since Hashirama Senju had been revived, it would be a shame to leave Uchiha Madara buried away. He might even become my companion."
"Companion? What exactly are you planning?" Tsunade stared fixedly at Orochimaru.
She seemed to want to see something in his expression.
Unfortunately,
she couldn't see anything at all.
Meanwhile,
Hashirama Senju and Uchiha Madara seemed completely indifferent to everything else. From