On the rooftop, the wind howled.
The air seemed to solidify into a leaden plate, pressing down on one's chest and causing a feeling of suffocation.
The Chakra waves emanating from Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju were like an invisible storm, causing the surrounding roof tiles to crackle and creak.
That was the true divine might of the Sengoku period, sweeping away all enemies!
The dozens of Konoha Anbu elites guarding the distance had their palms sweating profusely.
They gripped the Ninja Blade on their backs tightly, their teeth clenched so hard they could barely breathe.
The Third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi, held his Adamantine Staff horizontally in front of his chest, his aged eyes filled with a resolute determination to face death.
Orochimaru stood behind the two Hokage, a smug grin spreading across his pale face.
In his view.
No matter how bizarre Senju Kenya's Taijutsu is, or how hard his bones are.
Before the First and Second Hokage who founded Konoha, before the source of the entire clan's bloodline.
This arrogant brat must lower his proud head!
The shackles of morality, the suppression of bloodlines.
That's enough to completely destroy a person's will to fight!
However.
The atmosphere in the entire venue reached its somber and tragic peak.
It was as if even the air itself was about to ignite from this oppressive atmosphere.
Kenya, who had been silent all along, suddenly made a move.
He slowly reached out and pulled the priceless white jade pipe from his mouth.
I casually tapped the cigarette ash off the sole of my shoe.
Then, Kenya cleared his throat.
"Cough cough!"
Two loud coughs sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silence of the battlefield.
Orochimaru narrowed his eyes, staring at him warily.
The Third Hokage was also taken aback, wondering what this unpredictable clansman was up to.
The next second.
Under the dumbfounded gazes of all the Anbu, Orochimaru, and the Third Hokage.
The cold smile on Kenya's face vanished completely.
Instead, a dazzling smile, exaggerated to the point of being obsequious, appeared.
Suddenly, he bent his knees and slammed them hard against the roof tile.
"Thump!"
It produced an extremely exaggerated muffled thud.
The movements were swift and decisive, much like a mischievous child going back to their hometown for Chinese New Year to kowtow to their elders and ask for lucky money.
Then, Kenya clasped his hands together tightly in front of his chest.
He stood ramrod straight, and with an almost flamboyant reverence, bowed deeply to the First and Second Hokage who had just emerged from their coffins!
" Orochimaru wasn't wrong!"
Kenya opened his mouth wide, and his powerful roar echoed throughout the entire Hidden Konoha.
"Grandpa! Second Grandpa!"
"Sun Tzu Senju Kenya, pays his respects to your two venerable ancestors!"
That was a loud shout.
It was like an invisible club that slammed into the top of everyone's head.
The Third Hokage, who was originally prepared to fight to the death, stumbled and almost fell off the roof.
Orochimaru, standing behind, froze completely, his sinister smile gone.
What the heck?
Greetings?
At this critical juncture, when swords are drawn and life hangs in the balance.
You actually dared to loudly pay respects to a dead person Impure World Reincarnation in front of the entire village's Anbu?!
The serious tone of the final battle scene completely collapsed into shattered debris in that instant!
But Kenya clearly hadn't had enough of acting yet.
He straightened up, dusted off his knees, and looked at Hashirama and Tobirama with concern.
"Oh dear, my two ancestors, are you not comfortable living down there?"
Kenya pointed to the two wooden coffins that still smelled of earth, and kept muttering to himself.
"What are you two doing out of the ground today?"
"Is the food downstairs too bad? Is there no meat or fish?"
"Or is it that there's no smoke downstairs, and you're feeling stuffy and want to come out for a walk?"
As Kenya spoke, he dutifully pulled a bag of unopened rice crackers from the pocket of his floral shorts.
In front of everyone, he raised it high and handed it to Hashirama Senju.
"Come, come, Grandpa, this is seafood-flavored senbei that your grandson specially brought back from the Land of Waves!"
"Try it and see if it's salty enough; it's very crispy!"
The Third Hokage's face twitched as he listened, clutching his chest and gasping for breath.
What a tragedy!
This is the God of Shinobi who pacified a chaotic world!
This is the Second Hokage renowned throughout the Shinobi World!
How did it come to be a wandering ghost that crawled out of the ground begging for cigarettes and rice crackers in this kid's mouth?!
Orochimaru was so angry that his chest heaved violently.
He poured so much effort into preparing for this Impure World Reincarnation, and sacrificed so many living people!
After much effort, they finally managed to summon the two great masters.
This scoundrel turned it into a farcical family drama about visiting relatives!
" Senju Kenya! Stop pretending to be crazy!"
Orochimaru roared through gritted teeth, reaching out to manipulate the talismans of the two Hokage.
However.
At this moment, the two bodies that had just emerged from the coffins, their expressions originally blank, were...
The control spells on the back of their heads hadn't even had time to completely erase their self-awareness.
Fragments of Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju's consciousness were bombarded by these utterly absurd words.
Miraculously, he woke up a little ahead of schedule.
Hashirama Hashirama's originally cold, ashen face, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.
The Second Hokage Tobirama Senju, had a cold gaze that was filled with a bewildered disbelief about life.
Before the control talisman completely erased their consciousness, a huge question mark simultaneously appeared on the foreheads of Hashirama and Tobirama.