"All of them?"
Hashirama Senju's mouth twitched several times.
What the hell was this supposed to be?!
It was all Rasa's fault.
Everyone instinctively turned to look at Rasa. He was awkward as hell; this really was on him, since Yamato had been snatched away right under his nose.
When Yan had loaned him Yamato, he had warned him that if Yamato were taken, it would cause a great deal of trouble afterward.
Activating a huge number of White Zetsu was one thing. A hundred thousand White Zetsu merely meant the Five Great Shinobi Villages would have to sacrifice some of their fighting forces. They could be wiped out. But a Wood Release ninja comparable to the God of Shinobi was enough to give anyone a headache.
Setting the Rinnegan aside, such an existence would still be among the strongest even in this era where power levels had begun to collapse.
"I'll deal with that guy. Even if he can use every Wood Release ninjutsu, I refuse to believe his chakra is limitless."
How could he, the genuine article, fear a counterfeit?
Did they really think the title God of Shinobi was just for show?
"Then Big Brother will handle this person. The rest of us will continue holding Uchiha Obito back."
Tobirama Senju nodded faintly and looked at Yan with a frown.
"Sixth Hokage, I hope you can buy us time and deal with that thing inside your body as soon as possible."
"I will."
Tobirama Senju was in a bad mood. Yan nodded in agreement. At a time like this, he had no desire to keep provoking the man.
But Obito's condition...
Tsk—
He was swelling up like a monster. Still, at this point, it would not be long before he completely controlled the Ten-Tails and became its