Hashirama: Some Idiots Have to Be Beaten

The punch crashed out, and the dark red barrier shattered completely. Madara's fist pierced through the Ōtsutsuki God's chest, through its core, through its body larger than a galaxy.

"Impossible!" the Ōtsutsuki God howled in pain.

"Nothing is impossible." Madara stood on its chest, his body fading away. "This punch was for everyone."

He looked back at the empty camp on Bewildering Moon, the wreckage of the Ninja World split in two, and the dust drifting through the void.

"Hashirama."

"I'm here."

"I'll go on ahead."

"Wait for me."

Madara's body shattered into light, which drifted through the void like countless tiny stars.

He stood amid the light, arms folded across his chest, that arrogant smile still on his lips.

"I, Madara Uchiha, was never inferior to anyone in my life."

Madara died, his soul scattered.

In the void, the cold voice rang out once more.

"Congratulations, Host. You have obtained Root Algorithm: Infinite Will. Root Depth has increased by one level."

The Ōtsutsuki God clutched the wound in its chest. For the first time, genuine fury appeared in its enormous golden eyes.

Its body trembled. The hole Madara had punched through was slowly healing, but the pain was real.

"Ants!" it roared. "You filthy ants!"

It raised a hand, activating Great Divine Arts: Omnipotence at full force.

"I declare that all dead Eternal War Generals shall revive!"

Dark red light enveloped the entire battlefield, and the fallen Eternal War Generals re-formed.

Otsutsuki Cang, Otsutsuki Ming, Otsutsuki Yi, Otsutsuki Yi, Otsutsuki Heng, Otsutsuki Yue, Otsutsuki Si, Otsutsuki Zero.

The eight Eternal War Generals opened their eyes at once. Their Root Algorithms operated at full force, and their auras were even stronger than before.

Hashirama Senju stood in the void, watching the eight enemies rise again. For the first time, there