Edo Madara laughed in fury at Hashirama's answer, his face brimming with contempt and mockery.
What nonsense was this fool spouting?
Leaving aside the fact that he would never give Hashirama his eyes, even if he wanted to, he could not possibly give him that unprecedented Tomoe Rinnegan.
Just as Edo Madara was about to unleash a torrent of ridicule, he noticed, to his astonishment, that Hashirama looked utterly matter-of-fact. His eyes were clear and bright, without the slightest hint of deception.
No, Hashirama wasn't lying.
This man was definitely not the Hashirama he knew!
"Izuna! You just mentioned Izuna!"
Edo Madara suddenly seized on the crucial detail. His gaze burned with intensity, and he no longer had attention to spare for anything else.
"Yeah. Isn't he with you and Shingetsu?"
Completely ignoring this Shingetsu he had never even heard of, Edo Madara had only one thought spinning wildly through his mind-
The Izuna in this Hashirama's world was still alive!
Just as Edo Madara was about to press him for answers, a puddle of black sludge seeped out of the ground and silently appeared behind him.
It was Black Zetsu, who had been lurking deep underground, quietly observing the course of the Fourth Shinobi World War.
Edo Madara, the reincarnated Tobirama, and the Allied Shinobi Forces were not the only ones driven to the brink of a breakdown by this Hashirama who had appeared out of nowhere.
His thousand-year plan to save his mother had been on the verge of success, and Madara had been completely under his thumb. Yet now this menace had suddenly appeared. Black Zetsu was genuinely falling apart with rage!
What infuriated him even more was that Edo Madara had not tried to stop him. The man had no sense whatsoever.
*Madara Uchiha, what were