Looking down at the figure that so often appeared in his dreams, Madara simply could not stop the corners of his mouth from curving wildly upward.
"Hashirama, can't you just have a proper talk with me?"
Hashirama looked helplessly at Madara and shouted to him.
He looked like a husband who had done something wrong and wanted to talk things through with his wife.
〒▽〒
Madara frowned, and his upturned lips instantly returned to their original position.
A hint of displeasure also entered his burning gaze.
This guy Hashirama always wanted to say something to him before they fought.
Honestly, he was dampening his enthusiasm a little.
Madara decisively controlled the enormous Susanoo, stomping down toward Hashirama.
A rumble rang out the instant Susanoo's foot met the ground, and the earth split open.
A blue figure and a golden figure darted out from beneath its foot at the same time, escaping Madara's attack range.
"Repulsion."
Hinata raised her hand toward the flying rubble. Repulsive force instantly brought all of it under control, but she did not send it flying back.
After all, in a sense, only a genius could think of bombarding Susanoo with flying rocks.
"Hinata, stay safe."
Hashirama's figure flashed through the air. He could not fly, but he could form large hands out of the Nine-Tails' chakra to adjust the direction of his glide.
After giving Hinata that reminder, he drew a deep breath and looked sharply at Madara in the air.
(个_个)
"Madara!"
The senjutsu chakra inside him surged wildly, and purple light shone within his Golden Tailed Beast Cloak.
Then he clapped his hands together.
"Hashirama!"
Seeing this, Madara responded to Hashirama's call without the slightest hesitation.
Yes, that familiar feeling, that familiar formula.
It was back, it was back, everything was back!
That was