Naruto: Naruto's Uchiha girlfriend is too arrogant

Chapter 626 The Uchiha Brothers

"Those people are... the First Hokage! And the Second Hokage! And... the Shadows from other villages! What's going on?! Is it Edo Tensei?!"

Not far away, the members of the secret service who were watching the battle from behind the ruins and bunkers let out one after another gasps of surprise.

These people are long dead; each of them is a name etched in textbooks, in the most somber pages of ninja history.

The First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, the god of the ninja world who pacified the chaotic world and founded Konoha, died. The Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, the creator of Konoha's system, died. The Third Raikage died fighting against ten thousand Iwagakure ninja. The Second Tsuchikage and the Second Mizukage perished together in the First Shinobi World War.

None of these people are alive, none of them should be standing in the sunlight, but now they are standing right in front of everyone.

Tsunade stood at the forefront of the Anbu, her pupils trembling violently. She stared at the two figures conversing amidst the ruins.

Grandpa. Second Grandpa.

She saw the figure of someone she could call family once again, and Tsunade's emotional turmoil was more intense than anyone else's at that moment.

A surge of emotions raged through her chest, but the first thought that popped into her mind was not gratitude or longing, but anger.

Is it another Impure World Reincarnation? Is it that damned Orochimaru again? Is it another forbidden technique that drags the souls of the dead back from the Pure Land to use as weapons and consumables?!

"You are... Tsuna? Are you Tsuna?"

However, when Hashirama Senju turned to observe the battlefield, his gaze swept across Tsunade's face before abruptly returning to her.

His movements were so exaggerated that Tobirama, who was standing next to him, instinctively took a half-step to the side to avoid being hit in the face by his older brother's swung hair.

Hashirama faced Tsunade directly, his expression shifting several times after he saw her face clearly. First came surprise, then confusion, and finally heartache. All the joy and confusion subsided, leaving only the soft words that rolled out from his throat: "You've grown so much."

"Brother... never mind, don't reveal too much." Tobirama Senju stood behind Hashirama, his voice low. He spoke words of advice, but his eyes lingered on Tsunade's face for several seconds before he looked away, not daring to look any longer.

Hashirama Senju finally noticed Tsunade's blank stare at him. The joy of their reunion slowly faded from his face, replaced by guilt.

He remembered. Although he had inadvertently passed on his gambling habit to his granddaughter, it was also for this reason that Tsunade was closest to him when she was a child.

Later, believing he had killed Ban, his heart died, his body collapsed, and he soon passed away.

He didn't see it, but he could foresee that the one who cried the most at that time was Tsunade.

Because he left too early, causing the young Tsunade to experience the pain of witnessing the passing of her closest loved one, he felt especially sorry for everyone who had been by his side at that time.

"Grandpa...you...you're not being controlled?" Tsunade's voice finally escaped her throat, hoarse and cautious.

"Control? No, not at all." Hashirama chuckled and scratched the back of his head. "But since my lovely junior asked for help, how could I, as an elder, ignore it? So I came to help."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Tsunade a few more times, and the feeling that "something is not quite right" in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

There was something subtly about Tsunade standing before him, something he couldn't quite put his finger on. But Hashirama didn't dwell on it; he simply attributed the feeling to the fact that he had indeed been gone for far too long.

"Tsunade, leave things to us." Hashirama turned around, facing the massive, dark Akatsuki army ahead. He gave Tsunade his back. "Once these guys who attacked Konoha are all beaten to a pulp, let's make a couple of bets, like before. This time, I won't let you win."

These few sentences, totaling only a few dozen words, actually brought tears to Tsunade's eyes in that instant.

"...Thank you for your hard work all these years." Tobirama Senju didn't turn around; he only said this one sentence. Then he turned around, took a step, and prepared to enter the battle position with his older brother. However, he had only taken two steps when his face darkened, because he realized that Hashirama wasn't walking towards him at all, but had run straight to the person he least wanted to see on the entire battlefield.

"Madara! Let's all attack together!"

Standing beside Madara Uchiha, Hashirama Senju exclaimed with fervor, "It's been so long since I fought alongside you!"

Madara Uchiha crossed his arms and gave the uninvited guest beside him a cold glance. Izuna Uchiha, standing on his other side, was not as restrained as Madara. He immediately frowned, glared at Hashirama with displeasure, and wanted to say, "Go away and don't disturb my battle with my brother."

However, Madara Uchiha did not give him the chance to say those words.

"...Okay. Don't hold us back later." Madara Uchiha didn't refuse. He essentially agreed to fight alongside Hashirama Senju.

Mai's gaze shifted from the Senju and Uchiha brothers, who were oblivious to their surroundings as they reformed their partnership on the battlefield, and returned to Naruto.

"This is your trump card? Summoning the dead from the Pure Land to fight for you? It seems things are a little more complicated than I thought. However, there are no signs of control on them, no binding contracts, and no corrosive feeling unique to Impure World Reincarnation. It seems you're not using some forbidden technique that manipulates souls."

"That's right, you're right." Naruto nodded. "I am indeed a naive guy. But fortunately, the seniors are all very accommodating, and they are all willing to come as soon as I ask."

Mai, seeing that Naruto still didn't seem nervous, finally got a little angry.

"You don't really think that summoning these dead bodies will have any decisive effect on the battlefield, do you?" I've really underestimated you. If you don't get serious, you're going to die a very bad death...

"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation—!!!"

Suddenly, a giant wall of fire, more than twenty meters high, rose up from the ground on this side of the battlefield without warning. The height and breadth of the flames were so great that even the clouds in the sky were tinged with orange-red.

The sea of ​​flames surged and rolled towards the Akatsuki army, distorting and scorching the air in its path. The rubble on the ground crackled and popped in the intense heat, and even the half-collapsed wall in the distance began to spontaneously combust under the scorching heat.

Madara Uchiha, with his inherently warlike spirit that refused to listen to any more pre-battle rhetoric, made his move.