Chapter 267: The Decisive Battle Ends, the Founding of Konoha!

The battle on the battlefield continued, but both the Uchiha and Senju sides tacitly ceased their hands, each raising their heads to look at the shocking scene before them.

In their wide-eyed stares, they didn't even notice when dust fell into their eyes; with their mouths agape, they forgot to close them even as saliva slowly dripped down.

"Lord Clan Leader? Go for it!" *2

The two Uchiha and Senju who had just been fighting for their lives were now standing shoulder to shoulder, looking at their respective clan leaders with excitement, and simultaneously raised their hands high to wave flags and cheer.

"Hmph! With just those rotten logs of you Senju, you are definitely no match for our clan leader~"

The Uchiha clansman, his eyes slightly reddened, looked at the flushed Senju clansman beside him and mocked.

"I know an ophthalmologist; do you want me to help you book an appointment?"

The mocked Senju clan leader sneered, and with a sarcastic tone, expressed his concern to the red-eyed Uchiha clan leader before him.

"Despicable Senju!"

"Evil Uchiha!"

"Huff~ huff~ huff~"

Just as the two were preparing to fight to the death once more, another violent wave of energy surged over. Under the shockwave, the two barely managed to open their eyes to see what was happening, only to witness a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

On the battlefield, facing the four giant dragons, Madara Uchiha did not panic at all. Controlling his Susanoo, he grabbed all four dragon heads at once. Amidst the astonished gaze of Hashirama Senju, he let out a cold snort and shouted,

"Uchiha Taijutsu Secret Technique: Uchiha Body Slam!"

Inherited from a certain curly-haired fellow, this taijutsu secret technique, which Madara Uchiha had been secretly practicing for two and a half years, finally found its use.

He tightened his hold on the dragon heads in his arms, took a deep breath, aligned his waist and stance, and relying on the massive weight of the Susanoo, yanked the caught wooden figure upward, beginning to experience a classic amusement park ride.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Enjoying the "Big Windmill" for the first time, Hashirama Senju felt dizzy and lightheaded. He immediately sprawled onto the top of the wooden figure, gripping the protrusions tightly, barely managing not to be flung away.

"Whoosh~ whoosh~ whoosh~"

After spinning the wooden figure a few times, Madara Uchiha, who was also feeling a bit dizzy, suppressed the nausea in his heart and loosened his hands. The giant wooden figure began a free-fall motion in the air.

"Thud!!!"

With a loud crash, the chubby wooden figure was flung several hundred meters away, finally landing after colliding with a mountain peak.

"Swish~"

Relying on his trump card secret technique, Madara Uchiha, who had barely managed to turn the tide, saw red light erupting in his eyes. Upholding the principle of pressing the advantage, he controlled his Susanoo, slowly drew the long blade hanging at his waist, took a step, and walked toward the place where the wooden figure had fallen.

"Rumble~ rumble~"

With every step the giant Susanoo took, it stirred up earth-shaking tremors. His heart, too, sank slowly as his footsteps drew closer.

"Whoosh! "

Amidst the sky-filling dust and smoke, a giant hand swept through, dispersing the flying dirt. Standing on the nose of the wooden figure, Hashirama Senju attempted to play the friendship card, launching a final verbal offensive. He did not want his years of hard work to go down the drain; he hoped his ideal village would have a place for the Uchiha.

"Madara! We were once best friends and shared the same dream."

With his head held high, Hashirama Senju spoke with twelve-tenths of sincerity. As Madara Uchiha was a best friend he recognized from the bottom of his heart, he truly did not want the two of them to fight to the death.

"Hashirama! How long are you going to keep such childish words on your lips?"

Controlling his Susanoo to walk in front of the wooden figure, Madara Uchiha raised the long blade in his hand high. There was a hint of struggle in his eyes, but remembering his father's tragic death, he gritted his teeth and retorted,

"The idea of being open and honest with each other simply doesn't exist!"

Having said that, the Susanoo swung its massive long blade downward, carrying ten thousand tons of force toward Hashirama Senju on top of the wooden figure.

"Hashirama!"

Hashirama Senju, whose face had been tense, saw the sincerity in his eyes turn into determination in the face of his best friend's fatal blow.

Since words won't work, then I can only beat you into submission.

He clapped his hands together, and the scarred wooden figure seemed to have been injected with adrenaline, instantly full of vitality. Its giant fist, carrying even greater, overwhelming power, met Madara Uchiha's long blade.

"Madara!"

"Boom!!!"

The tens-of-meters-long giant blade collided with the several-meter-wide fist. The energy that erupted instantly engulfed the entire battlefield. Sensing that something was wrong, both the Uchiha and Senju sides used their full strength to flee the scene immediately.

"Whoosh~"

The first to bear the brunt was Tobirama Senju, who was in the center of the battlefield. He lifted a finger, and his entire body vanished into thin air. The next second, he appeared in a temporary camp several hundred meters away from the battlefield.

Watching the white light ignite in the middle of the battlefield, the massive shockwave followed, instantly overturning the ground for several thousand meters around. Forests and lakes disappeared. Looking down from a high vantage point, a giant crater came into view.

"Is this the power of the Uchiha?"

Standing on high ground, Tobirama Senju looked at the terrain altered by the collision of the two forces, a deep sense of vigilance rising in his heart. His brilliant brain spun rapidly, and certain strategies to deal with the Uchiha were slowly brewing in his mind.

After all, in the Senju clan, only his older brother had awakened Wood Release, while the Uchiha clan had more than one pair of Mangekyo.

"Boom!"

Although the terrain was destroyed, the battle continued. However, having witnessed this world-destroying power, both the Senju and Uchiha sides dared not step onto the battlefield again.

This battle lasted for a full day and night.

"Huff~ huff~ huff~"

Madara Uchiha, panting heavily, swayed a few times before falling heavily to the ground. He struggled for a long time, only to find he no longer had the strength to crawl up.

"Whoosh~"

A slight sound came from the air. Tobirama Senju arrived at the post-battle site first. Seeing this hateful killer of his father, Madara Uchiha could only glare at him fiercely, waiting for death to arrive.

"Madara, it's over!"

Having analyzed the extreme threat the Uchiha clan posed from this battle, Tobirama Senju wanted to finish off the Madara Uchiha before him as soon as possible, both for public and private reasons, so that he could reunite with his father.

Hey~ I really am a great philanthropist!

"Wait! Tobirama!"

Hashirama Senju, sitting cross-legged beside Madara Uchiha, raised his head and spoke to stop his younger brother's irrational behavior, causing the immobile Madara Uchiha to cast a sidelong glance.

"Why, Brother? Now is the perfect opportunity!"

Now it was Tobirama Senju's turn to be anxious. This Madara Uchiha was a huge threat in both life and work and had to be eliminated early to prevent future trouble.

"You are not allowed to strike!"

Hashirama Senju raised his tiger-like eyes slightly, and an intimidating aura made Tobirama Senju's heart tighten, instantly breaking into a cold sweat.

"Give me a quick end, Hashirama~"

Compared to the disobedient Tobirama Senju, Madara Uchiha, lying on the ground, seemed somewhat reasonable. He turned his head away, looked at Hashirama Senju before him, and said slowly, his eyes already filled with the intent of death.

"To be able to die by your hands, I have died a worthy death~"

I am truly a failure. Even after transplanting my father's Mangekyo, I am still no match for Hashirama. I have failed the ancestors of the Uchiha; it would be better to just die and go down to apologize to my father.

"Hmph~ stop trying to act cool. If I kill you, the clan leader, your younger brother and the young Uchiha who follow you will rise up again."

Seeing that it was time to close the net and that his ideal village was right before his eyes, Hashirama Senju began to appeal to his emotions and reason. Taking advantage of the moment Madara Uchiha's mentality had collapsed, he began to brainwash him.

"Hmph! The Uchiha haven't had such backbone for a long time~"

Believing he was doomed and fearing that the Senju clan would exterminate the Uchiha clan after his death, Madara Uchiha, as the clan leader, began to disparage his own clansmen, hinting for Hashirama Senju to spare their lives.

"No, there definitely are. Besides, if I kill you, that wealthy older brother of yours definitely won't spare me~"

Hashirama Senju scratched his cheek, recalling that curly-haired man who spent money like water, and said with some lingering fear.

"Huh?"

Now it was Madara Uchiha's turn to be stunned. How did he not know his cousin had such great deterrent power? Could it be that the curly-haired man was really hiding his strength?

"E-Yin Brother sends my children New Year's money every year, without fail~ Hahaha."

Seeing that this secret could no longer be kept, Hashirama Senju gave an awkward laugh and exposed the news to Madara Uchiha, who was lying on the ground and unaware of the truth.

"Ugh~ that hateful guy, we are fighting to the death on the front lines, and he actually dares to fund the enemy?"

Madara Uchiha, who had been resigned to death, felt his anger flare up upon hearing this secret. He gritted his teeth and said hatefully,

"Help me up, I'm going to go hack that curly-haired guy to death!"

"Hahaha, that's the spirit. I say, why don't we just end the war like this? Didn't we agree to build our ideal village in the future?"

"Sigh~"

Hearing his older brother planning the dream village he had pursued his whole life again, Tobirama Senju, a closet brother-con, sighed inwardly and then lowered the blade in his hand. He knew that Madara Uchiha's life was saved.

"Can't the two of us really skip stones like we used to?"

Seeing that Madara Uchiha's attitude had softened, Hashirama Senju began to play the nostalgia card again, bringing up the fun things they did as children one by one, trying to salvage the other's deadened heart.

"That is unrealistic. Father is dead, and I can no longer turn back. Now that I have lost, I no longer have the qualifications to protect the Uchiha clan."

Glancing at Tobirama Senju standing to the side, a trace of hatred flashed in Madara Uchiha's black eyes, but with no strength in his body, he could only pant heavily and explain slowly.

"Besides, I don't trust you." Although he said "you" (plural), he was specifically referring to a certain white-haired one.

He didn't close the door on the conversation; his tone shifted, as if there were still a turning point.

"What do you need me to do for you to trust us?"

Grasping this turning point, Hashirama Senju, feeling a surge of joy in his heart, hurriedly asked.

"If you want us to be open and honest, then kill your brother right now, or commit suicide."

The truth was out. Madara Uchiha had said so much just to see if he could drag that hateful white-haired Tobirama Senju down with him.

"If you do that, we'll be even, and I will believe in your Senju clan."

"Aminos!"

The blade that had just been lowered was raised again. I, Tobirama Senju, must slay this evil Uchiha.

"Kill your brother or commit suicide? Stop talking nonsense..."

A straight man suddenly appeared behind him and shouted sternly.

"Yes, yes, yes, this is simply alarmist~"

Tobirama Senju expressed his agreement while looking for a suitable place to strike.

"Thank you, Madara, you really are a man who values friendship~"

"What do you intend to do, brother, kill me?"

Seeing that Hashirama Senju was still in the mood to laugh, Tobirama Senju, feeling indignant, asked huffily,

Am I no longer your most beloved little brother?

"Madara gave me the right to choose; I don't have to kill my brother, and he has a brother too, so he can understand the feelings of being an older brother."

Waving his hand to stop his brother's nonsense, Hashirama Senju began to remove his armor while speaking; as the armor fell away, he, wearing only a single layer of clothing, pulled out a kunai and walked toward Madara Uchiha with a strange grin on his face.

This ambiguous action caused a flush to appear on the face of Madara Uchiha, who had originally wanted to watch a good show; he twisted his body, afraid that the deranged Hashirama Senju before him might do something indecent.

"Nani, what are you going to do to my brother, you bunch of beasts!"

A bit short, sorry, everyone please read it later, because I'm working overtime, I really can't finish it in time~ I'll add two hundred words as an apology~

I kneel before you all~

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(End of this chapter)