Unstable Mangekyo, Rampage

Unstable Mangekyo, Rampage

Tobirama Senju did not feel he had done anything wrong. The hatred that had existed for centuries could never be resolved with a few words. Rather than indulging in unrealistic dreams, it was better to seize this opportunity and kill a few more Uchiha Clan ninja.

Killing might not have been the best choice, but it could certainly solve most problems. For example, if they directly killed all the Uchiha Clan's ninja, the Senju Clan would have no enemies left in the Land of Fire.

More importantly, even if Uchiha Madara went berserk, Tobirama Senju believed he could not possibly kill his way over, because his elder brother Senju Hashirama had yet to reveal his true strength.

"Dead Bone Pulse! Dance of the Clematis: Flower!"

Uchiha Shangwu rushed forward, spinning his body and driving the bone spikes from his elbows and arms into Tobirama Senju with all his strength.

"Shadow Clone!"

With only three hand seals, he completed the technique and created three shadow clones. Including the original, there were four of them in total.

"Dead Bone Pulse is powerful. I am no match for you, but this time, I won."

With the shadow clones covering his real body, Tobirama Senju retreated calmly.

"Are you dreaming?! What gives you the right to say you won?!"

"This Sharingan belongs to Izuna Uchiha..."

"You! Izuna, your eye!"

Tobirama Senju spread open his hand, revealing a Sharingan in his palm for Uchiha Shangwu to see. There were many ways to win, such as taking the Sharingan that belonged to an Uchiha Clan ninja.

Izuna Uchiha said, "It's mine. I thought I could block his attack, but in that instant, he used some genjutsu I couldn't understand. Even my Sharingan fell for it, and he succeeded in gouging out one of my eyes."

Tobirama Senju raised his hand as if showing off. "I won."

Uchiha Shangwu gritted his teeth. "You took one of Izuna's eyes. Then use the lives of every member of the Senju Clan as compensation for your apology!"

"Madara! Tobirama Senju gouged out one of Izuna's Sharingan!"

If he had been a few years older, even if he had not fully grown up, if he were merely fifteen like Uchiha Madara, Uchiha Shangwu would have had enough confidence to sweep through everything alone.

But his age was always a crippling weakness, something that could not be made up for. A bloodline limit could not make someone grow up in a single day.

Uchiha Madara had already awakened the Three-Tomoe Sharingan and possessed strength comparable to a jonin. The instant he saw his younger brother Izuna Uchiha injured, he was completely enraged.

Then he heard Uchiha Shangwu shouting that even a Sharingan had been gouged out. His unstable Three-Tomoe Sharingan split apart, turning into black ink that completely merged together in an instant.

The three tomoe turned into ink and fused together, trembling as they transformed into a new shape.

"Hashirama! Go die with that ridiculous naivety of yours!"

His younger brother Izuna Uchiha had been injured, and one of his Sharingan had even been gouged out. No one could stop Uchiha Madara now.

"Fire Release! Great Fire Annihilation!"

The raging flames instantly burned away everything in front of Uchiha Madara.

"Water Release! Great Water Shockwave!"

"Earth Release! Earth-Style: Earth-Flow Rampart!"

Under the scorching flames, things were easily reduced to ashes. But a ninja like Senju Hashirama, even before growing into the future God of Shinobi, was not someone who could be burned to death by a single Fire Release technique.

Water Release extinguished the sea of flames sweeping toward them.

Earth Release created a wall to protect the clan members.

"Madara! Calm down! Izuna is fine. His eye hasn't been damaged!"

Senju Hashirama tried to calm Uchiha Madara down, but the moment he spoke those words, he only provoked him further. It had backfired.

"Fire Release! Dragon Flame Song!"

So-called clan leader-level strength was actually equivalent to the jonin classification established after the founding of the ninja villages.

Of course, the ninja world had not yet fully accepted the ranking system of genin, chunin, and jonin, so many ninja still judged strength by status and age.

Watching two figures around fifteen years old unleash ninjutsu with such devastating power, many declining and weak ninja clans could only sigh. As expected of the Uchiha and Senju Clans. The older generation of powerhouses had only fallen not long ago, yet the younger generation, who had not even fully matured, already possessed combat strength at the clan leader level.

"Hashirama! If you keep getting in my way, I really will kill you too!"

The Three-Tomoe Sharingan had merged into ink and formed the Mangekyo Sharingan, but it had not stabilized. It shook violently as if it might shatter at any moment. In this state, Uchiha Madara could not calm down at all. His mind held only one thought: kill Tobirama Senju.

His best friend was blocking his path, so he would kill his way through him and kill his best friend as well!

"The one you want to kill is my younger brother! I will never step aside!"

"Then fine. You can die too!"

Even though his Mangekyo Sharingan had not stabilized, the rampaging Uchiha Madara actually managed to activate Susanoo. A slightly transparent, azure giant skeleton appeared behind him, protecting him from ninjutsu attacks.

Two skeletal arms slammed up and down, scattering both the Earth Release and Water Release attacks.

As they watched Susanoo rise from the ground, they found it utterly unbelievable. It could even scatter ninjutsu—it had completely surpassed the scope of what ninjutsu should be capable of.

"Wood Release! Wood-Style: Wood Human Technique!"

Senju Hashirama gritted his teeth and brought out his trump card. Using Wood Release, he summoned a wooden giant whose ferocious face resembled the wrathful guardian deity depicted in Buddhist scriptures. It seemed capable of subduing dragons and tigers, appearing incomparably mighty.