Deep within Orochimaru's hidden base at the Land of Fire Border, where the scents of medicinal herbs and decay hung in the air, an altar inscribed with intricate incantations stood ready. Unlike before, however, a White Zetsu Clone now writhed and struggled beside it, bound by countless runes.
Sasuke Uchiha stood in the shadows with his arms folded, his Sharingan watching everything coldly. His hunger for the truth intertwined with his desperate need for power. Even he felt a trace of invisible pressure at the prospect of facing the previous Hokage who had built Konoha.
Orochimaru stood before the altar and laughed hoarsely. "Hehehe, Sasuke-kun, summoning the previous Hokage, especially the Third and Fourth, who are imprisoned by the Reaper, requires some special 'preparations.'" He gestured toward the White Zetsu Clone. "A little gift captured at the edge of the battlefield. It possesses an intriguing vitality, making it an excellent 'key.'"
His hands began forming seals with uncanny speed and precision, his chanting stirring the aura of the Netherworld.
"Forbidden technique: Impure World Reincarnation!"
Boom!
The altar blazed with light. Two pillars of dust and light, containing the mysteries of life and death, shot upward first and rapidly took shape!
On the left, the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju-a burly man with long black hair and layered red armor-blinked as he looked at his dust-formed hands, his characteristic bewilderment spreading across his face. "Hmm? Tobirama's technique? I've been called back again?"
Beside him, the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, had already solidified, clad in blue armor, with spiky white hair and a stern face. The instant he appeared, his piercing gaze swept across the scene like the most precise instrument-Orochimaru, the altar, the bound White Zetsu, Sasuke in the shadows... Finally, his gaze paused slightly, as though piercing through layers of space