Chapter 552: Tobirama Senju Leads a Wave of Total Annihilation

"You're at such an age, why are you still acting like a half-grown brat?"

Listening to the explosions echoing in the distance, Tobirama Senju, who was digging in the ground with a shovel, looked up and shook his head, speechless.

Although he had quite a few opinions about Madara Uchiha, Tobirama Senju still highly recognized his strength, so he wasn't worried that the other party would flip his car here.

"Huh?"

The shovel in his hand suddenly stalled; Tobirama Senju raised an eyebrow, having finally dug up his trophy.

The No. 5 clone, killed by gravitational potential energy, had now turned into a thin sheet about 2.5cm thick. Tobirama Senju didn't mind; upholding a scientific research attitude, he carefully collected this corpse.

"It actually still has activity; it truly is worthy of being my elder brother's cells."

During the collection process, he was surprised to find that the clone's flesh, which should have been dead beyond dead, was still slightly squirming. It wasn't the spasms of nerves after death, but a restlessness rich in vitality.

"Interesting."

Tobirama Senju rubbed his chin, abandoned the crude collection method, and instead took out a pile of bottles and jars. Lifting his standard-issue scalpel, he began to dismember it on the spot.

After a segment of bloody footage that couldn't be broadcast, Tobirama Senju wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and nodded with satisfaction at the filled bottles and jars.

There will be plenty to keep me busy when I get back~

"Right, there's one more."

After finishing the collection, Tobirama Senju set his gaze on the location where the gas explosion had just occurred; there was another clone there that had been hunted down by the F6 as a group.

Putting on the gas mask he carried with him, Tobirama Senju stepped onto the scorched earth and walked into the place where the No. 6 clone had perished.

"This is..."

After a carpet-style search, Tobirama Senju did not find the remains of the clone, but he unexpectedly discovered a hole in the ground large enough for one person to enter. Judging by the freshness of the soil inside, this hole had just been dug.

"Did it run away?"

Squeezing the damp soil in the hole, Tobirama Senju's brows furrowed tightly; he always felt that this missing clone would be no small hidden danger.

"Rumble! ——"

"That guy still isn't done fighting?"

Just as Tobirama Senju was pondering, a violent explosion sounded in the distance again. His train of thought interrupted, he curled his lips.

Turning around just as he prepared to go and check, Tobirama Senju suddenly stopped his steps. His scarlet eyes swept over the slightly raised hill in the distance, and his heart stirred slightly.

"Come out!"

"..."

"Don't hide anymore, Danzo, I can see your butt."

As soon as the words fell, the raised hill trembled, and then the F6, who should have left, were seen walking out from behind the hill one after another.

"Oh my! It's all your fault, Danzo, for letting Master discover us!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi scratched his head and complained viciously toward the hill that served as their cover.

"This can be blamed on me too?"

Unexpectedly, the hill could actually speak. However, looking closer, the raised hill was actually Danzo's giant buttocks, which he had camouflaged.

After Danzo stood up, the hill began to shrink rapidly, eventually returning to its normal size.

"You actually learned to defy orders?"

Looking at the group of rebellious disciples, Tobirama Senju questioned them with a cold face.

"Master, if you want to blame someone, blame me; it was I who told them to stay."

Kagami Uchiha gritted his teeth and stood out. As the executor of the master's orders, not only did he not urge the others to leave, but he instead indulged them in staying to watch the battle.

"Don't blame Kagami, it was me who insisted they stay."

Hiruzen Sarutobi also stepped forward, deciding to take the blame.

"It was me."

"It was all me!"

"..."

"Enough! Stop arguing."

Looking at the two disciples fighting to take the blame, a flash of gratification passed through Tobirama Senju's heart, but he still spoke with a straight face.

"Kagami, Hiruzen, come to my office once we get back."

It's time to quit~

"Yes."

The two, who had been arguing until their faces were red, stopped their dispute and nodded respectfully.

"Good thing I didn't stick my neck out, otherwise I'd have plenty of suffering to endure when I get back."

Seeing this scene, Danzo let out a long breath of lingering fear, his eyes filled with schadenfreude as he looked at Hiruzen and Kagami.

"Since you didn't leave, continue executing the mission now."

The battle situation was now very clear; the advantage was overwhelmingly with them, and Madara Uchiha even had the leisure to spawn-camp there, so the safety of the F6 could be fully assured.

"Let's go, let's see what our Hokage is playing at~"

Rolling his eyes with a hint of mockery, Tobirama Senju waved his hand and led the F6 toward the direction of Madara Uchiha.

On the battlefield,

Madara Uchiha's situation was not as relaxed as Tobirama Senju had imagined. At this moment, he was being besieged by seven clones, his disheveled appearance a far cry from his relaxed state just a moment ago.

"Bang!"

"Ugh... how is this possible?"

Lifting his hand to narrowly block the giant chainsaw coming at him, Madara Uchiha forcibly suppressed the blood churning in his chest, looking at the purple minotaur in front of him in disbelief.

They were so trashy just a moment ago, how are they like different people now?

"Whoosh!"

Just as he was stunned, a silver figure flashed by like a ghost. A slow-to-react Madara Uchiha only felt a pain in his waist, and then he shifted his gaze downward.

"Squish!"

A late-arriving arrow of blood sprayed out; there was actually a hideous wound on his lower back.

And not far away, the No. 2 clone, having succeeded in its sneak attack, licked the residual blood on its sharp claws expressionlessly.

"Damn it!"

In pain, Madara Uchiha swiped away the No. 8 clone's chainsaw, the fox tails behind him fluttering up, preparing to take revenge.

"Swish!"

As a result, before the wounded Madara Uchiha could act, a surging wave of sand fell from above his head; unable to dodge in time, he was directly swallowed by the yellow sand.

"Boom!"

The next second, Madara Uchiha, clad in dark blue outer armor, broke out of the sand. With a flick of the gun-blade in his hand, countless Tailed Beast Bombs poured out instantly, aimed directly at the several clones in front of him.

"Pat pat pat pat~"

A curtain of water rose, turning Madara Uchiha's Tailed Beast Bombs into duds.

Seeing that the several clones had suddenly become perfectly coordinated and experienced in combat, Madara Uchiha's heart was full of doubt.

The reason he could easily handle these clones before was not because his power was strong, but because the other party's combat experience was basically zero, and there was absolutely no team coordination at all.

This was what gave Madara Uchiha the opportunity to take down these clones in short order.

"This is going to be tricky~"

Looking at the seven clones surrounding him, a sense of foreboding arose in Madara Uchiha's heart; he might actually flip his car.

"Heh heh~ how could my works possibly have defects."

Jigen, who was inspecting the quality of his works, filled himself a cup, his face full of smugness.

These clones were cultivated by him over many years; they were the best products of the Otsutsuki clan's technology. How could a native compare to them?

Even if this native was a high-quality descendant of their Otsutsuki clan, it could not cover up the rustic aura emanating from his entire body.

Hmph! Smelly outsider country-bumpkin Otsutsuki~

"Bang!"

Blocking the No. 7 clone's diving attack once again, the gun-blade in Madara Uchiha's hand almost flew out of his grip. After retreating a few steps, he found that the encirclement against him was getting smaller and smaller. The menacing clones were pressing in step by step, as if they would swarm him at any moment.

"Whoosh~"

At this extremely critical moment, a blue light flashed. Tobirama Senju, holding a Flying Thunder God kunai, landed in a very handsome pose.

"I'm not late, am I?"

"I #￥%#￥%#￥... &%&"

Madara Uchiha was so angry he blurted out a string of Konoha slang. At a time like this, you white-haired guy, if you don't hide further away, are you trying to come here to die?

"Eh? Why are you cursing for no reason?"

Glaring at Madara Uchiha with dissatisfaction, Tobirama Senju just wanted to retort, but found that the atmosphere at the moment seemed a bit wrong. He slowly turned his head, just in time to meet seven pairs of compound eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Holy crap!"

I've fallen into a wolf's den!

Tobirama Senju cursed loudly and quickly raised his hand to prepare to run, but after holding his fingers up for a long time, the surrounding space power acted as if it didn't know him, giving his summoning no face at all.

"Huh?"

Lowering his hand with a gloomy face, Tobirama Senju used a Body Flicker to land beside Madara Uchiha.

"Why aren't you running?"

Looking at the white-haired guy beside him in confusion, Madara Uchiha actually felt a trace of being moved in his heart.

True feelings are revealed in times of trouble; after going back, I must tell Izuna to change the commission for the Senju clan's missions from eighty percent to fifty percent.

"Can't run."

Tobirama Senju tried a few more times, but the result remained the same, and his expression darkened a few shades more in an instant.

His Flying Thunder God Jutsu had truly malfunctioned.

"Heh, you annoying fly, you can't fly away now, can you?"

Above the void, Jigen smiled at the corners of his mouth and slowly lowered his large hand, which was radiating an arcane aura.

When he had encountered the Senju brothers by chance last time, he had not been fully prepared, which was why he had allowed Tobirama Senju, who knew the Flying Thunder God Jutsu, to show off his might.

This time, he had made full preparations; the space-locking curse seal had just been cast, and Tobirama Senju would not be able to escape this time even with wings.

"What do you mean by that?"

Tobirama Senju's words were like a heavy blow to the head, slamming fiercely into Madara Uchiha's heart. He had originally intended for Tobirama Senju to serve as a fallback for a retreat so that he could fight with all his might, but now, even his final path of retreat was gone.

"My Flying Thunder God Jutsu has failed."

Biting his lip hard, Tobirama Senju, as if refusing to believe it, smeared the blood from his bitten lip onto his hand and then slapped it onto the ground.

"Summoning Jutsu!"

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"As expected."

Looking at the unresponsive summoning formation, Tobirama Senju said with a gloomy face,

"The power of space is being interfered with; all space-time ninjutsu are unusable."

"Pah! What use are you?"

In Madara Uchiha's mind, the only thing about Tobirama Senju that he found worthy of notice was that elusive space-time ninjutsu; other than that, this white-haired man was useless.

His taijutsu couldn't compare to Izuna, his ninjutsu couldn't compare to his own, and his research capabilities were left far behind by his cousin.

Just a mediocre Kage-level ninja~

"But it's fortunate that only you came; remember to cover my retreat later."

However, the silver lining in this misfortune was that Tobirama Senju had come alone, so by sacrificing only this white-haired man, he could escape unscathed; he could consider his death as serving a worthy cause.

"Rest assured, after I return, I will erect a monument and write a biography for you, letting your heroic deeds spread forever in the Land of Fire."

"Are you wishing for me to die?"

Upon hearing this, Tobirama Senju was so angry he nearly fainted; he flicked the kunai in his hand, shooting it toward Madara Uchiha's head.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Hashirama, and as for Tsunade, I will cherish her like my own granddaughter."

Tilting his head to dodge the backstab from his teammate, Madara Uchiha promised with a straight face, signaling for Tobirama Senju to rest assured in his sacrifice, for he would take care of his brother and descendants.

"Hoo... be serious, it hasn't reached the point where death is inevitable."

After actively filtering out Madara Uchiha's outrageous words, Tobirama Senju pulled out another kunai with his backhand and turned his gaze toward the group of menacing clones, his eyes full of confusion.

"What is going on with them? How did they transform too?"

"I don't know either."

"How is their strength?"

"About the same as the originals, no, even stronger."

After clashing with the Other Riders transformed from the clones, Madara Uchiha had a rough judgment of their overall strength.

The power of these fakes was no weaker than the original Tailed Beast Riders, and they were even superior in taijutsu.

"For real?"

Tobirama Senju's pupils shrank upon hearing this; he had the experience of being besieged by the Gold and Silver brothers, so he had a certain understanding of the power of the original Riders.

"How should I put it... it's as if every Rider's transformer has been replaced by Hashirama."

"It's over, just wait for death."

Tobirama Senju let his hands drop in despair; what was the point of fighting? If a mediocre bounty hunter could go head-to-head with Madara Uchiha without falling behind after gaining Rider power,

let alone these clones who perfectly inherited his older brother's abilities, if they were allowed to obtain Rider power, what was the point of him fighting? It would be better to commit suicide on the spot for a quick end.

"Konoha F6, here to pay respects!"

Just then, the six long-awaited figures landed on the field. After landing and striking a Ginyu Force pose, the F6 said to Tobirama Senju with slight smiles,

"Master! You flew too fast~"

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"Is this the good work you've done?"

After the awkward silence, Madara Uchiha turned his head to look at Tobirama Senju, who had a face like a funeral, his tone extremely cold.

Kagami was the child his cousin liked the most; if he were to fall here, you white-haired man wouldn't have enough heads to pay for it.

"My fault, my fault."

Tobirama Senju was filled with regret at this moment; just a moment ago on the road, he had been boasting that their side already had victory in their grasp.

The Hokage Madara Uchiha was already invincible, and he, the branch secretary, didn't even need to make a move; the enemies were already like clay chickens and pottery dogs, unable to withstand a single blow.

"You shouldn't have come."

"Ah? Master, wasn't it you who told us to come and help clean up the battlefield?"

Kagami Uchiha blinked, his eyes revealing a rare innocence for the Uchiha clan, which made the self-reproach in Tobirama Senju's heart grow a few shades deeper.

"Lord Hokage, haven't you already become invincible?"

Hiruzen Sarutobi also looked curiously at the stiff-faced Madara Uchiha. When he was watching from the sidelines just now, he had witnessed the other's heroic performance, beating the clones into a panicked retreat after a few rounds.

"The past is the past, and now is now. Children, the times have changed."

Tobirama Senju stood out with a heavy expression, the Flying Thunder God kunai in his hand flashing with a murderous cold light. In the astonished gaze of the F6, he threw it at the leader of the clones, Number One.

"I will lead the charge!"