Had it been an ordinary person...
Even someone like Orochimaru...
Faced with the aura unleashed by the God of Shinobi, their knees would have knocked together as they trembled in terror.
But White Zetsu were born without normal human emotions and had absolutely no idea what fear was.
Faced with Hashirama Senju's unleashed aura...
Rather than being afraid, the White Zetsu began laughing and joking again.
"Wow~"
"He looks so powerful!"
"The First Hokage is losing his temper!"
Smack!
Hashirama Senju slapped his forehead, and the imposing aura he had just mustered instantly collapsed.
"This really is hard to deal with..."
Outside, on the ground above the ruins.
Orochimaru still stood there, having yet to retreat.
A figure, half black and half white, emerged from the ground behind him.
"Orochimaru."
Black Zetsu's gloomy voice suddenly rang out.
Orochimaru jolted and whipped his head around, spitting a gleaming [Kusanagi Sword] from his mouth and thrusting it toward the voice.
The razor-sharp [Kusanagi Sword] promptly sliced off half of the pitcher-plant-like shell surrounding Black Zetsu (and White Zetsu), even cutting off a few strands of green hair on his head.
Had Black Zetsu not dodged quickly enough, retracting his neck a few inches...
Orochimaru's [Kusanagi Sword] would have severed White Zetsu's head rather than his green hair!
"Oh, it's you, Lord Zetsu."
Orochimaru curled his long, slender tongue around the [Kusanagi Sword], drew it back, and took it in his hand.
"I thought the First Hokage had come out..."
"Hashirama Senju has broken free of your control."
Black Zetsu did not grow angry over Orochimaru's sword strike, merely continuing the previous subject.
"Orochimaru, you botched it."
Black Zetsu's disappointment was genuine, not an act.
He truly believed Orochimaru had botched it.
Not merely because Hashirama Senju was "out of control," but also