"Madara! Stop! Can we please end this here?" Hashirama cried, his face paling in alarm as he hurried to reason with him.
Madara Uchiha merely looked at Hashirama coldly. "Shut up. Do you still have the strength to stop me?"
Hashirama froze, then said bitterly, "I really don't have much chakra left, but I'll stake everything I have to stop you!"
Madara Uchiha gave a contemptuous smile and waved him away. "Hashirama, I don't want to kill you yet. Get lost!"
After all, the two had once shared something of a bromance.
"Madara!" Hashirama shouted, trying to awaken his conscience.
But Madara Uchiha had now obtained the power of the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan. His formidable ocular power filled him with confidence, making him feel as though he could do anything!
He lashed out with a kick, driving its tremendous force straight into Hashirama.
Hashirama raised his arms to block, but caught off guard, he was still sent flying backward by the kick.
Thud!
Hashirama landed on the ground and looked up at Madara Uchiha, who stood atop the Nine-Tails' head with a cold gaze. Anxiety filled his face.
"Hashirama, are you all right?" Mito Uzumaki ran over and helped him up, sighing. "Hashirama, you're such a fool. Why did you block your friend's attack for Madara? If you hadn't, how could Madara Uchiha be acting so arrogant now?"
Mito Uzumaki had no fondness for Madara Uchiha, and she scolded him without mercy. "Madara! If it weren't for Hashirama, you would already be dead! Yet you still won't stop. What more do you want?"
"Mito Uzumaki, do you want to stop me too?" Madara Uchiha asked, looking down at her with his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
An overwhelming aura radiated from Madara Uchiha. That soul-shaking ocular power instantly transformed the world before