Explained dozens of times!
White Zetsu finally cut off two liang of Hashirama's flesh!
"Waaah! Madara!"
Hashirama, whose two liang of flesh had been cut off, hugged Madara's thigh and cried, "It hurts so much! It really hurts so much... The people here are all devils! They don't hit me... they cut my flesh."
"Waaah! I'm so pitiful!"
This idiot!
Madara fiercely shook his leg.
But Hashirama was like a shadow, clinging to him and not letting go.
Sensing Lucian's strange gaze, Madara began to beat Hashirama mercilessly.
"Awoo! It hurts!"
"Remember this! Be more serious in the future!"
"Don't hit my face! Are you jealous of my good looks?"
"Hehe, you're dead today!"
"..."
These two... are so strange.
For two people with such different personalities to be friends, Lucian was amazed.
At that moment.
Mikoto walked over with a tray, on which was an exquisite box.
"Your Majesty..."
Seeing the two of them getting along like this, Mikoto's beautiful, big eyes widened a bit.
Lucian chuckled, "It's good to get used to it..."
He also didn't like every subordinate to have a straight face.
White Zetsu was despicable, Hashirama was simple-minded, Jiraiya was a show-off, Kakuzu was greedy, and so on.
They were all writing different sceneries for the empire.
Seeing this, Uchiha Madara stopped and said very seriously, "Hashirama, you should understand what you need to understand. You only have two choices: go back to the Pure Land or join the empire!"
"Don't play dumb with me anymore!"
Hashirama Senju: "..."
Goal one: Unify the ninja world!
Goal two: Suppress the Otsutsuki!
Goal three: Explore a new world!
The above were the goals Hashirama currently knew.
The Otsutsuki clan, which was spread throughout the universe, had brought a great shock to Hashirama Senju. He suddenly felt how small the ninja world was, like a speck of dust.
Such a small ninja world.
Was in constant internal strife.
If the day really came when the Otsutsuki clan attacked, who would resist?
He could fight against one or two.
But could he fight against a whole clan?
Hashirama Senju was a bit simple-minded.
But his heart was something ordinary people couldn't imagine. He had established Konoha so that the Land of Fire would not be in chaos, but that was just a small family.
The ninja world was the big family.
If the big family was gone, what was the use of a small family?
"What an ambitious man. I'm worried about the small ninja world..."
Hashirama Senju inadvertently glanced at Lucian. Only such an ambition would not oppress the people after unifying the ninja world.
If it was really as Madara had said.
The Quincy could live forever.
Then he would bring long-term peace, and Lucian would also be a great king!
"Madara!"
Seeing the other party's serious and expectant gaze, Hashirama said such a sentence seriously:
"If I don't join, does that mean I don't get a share of the banquet?"
Good!
You win!
Uchiha Madara took a deep breath and took the box.
He opened it and took out a spirit pearl with Lucian's blood in it.
Like Madara's, it could directly make Hashirama a super-Kage-level Quincy.
He would retain his bloodline and awaken his Schrift on his own!
Without another word, Madara directly stuffed it into Hashirama's mouth and pressed it hard!
"Mmm, mmm, Madara, what are you feeding me..."
The spirit pearl entered his stomach. Before Hashirama could finish, he suddenly felt a terrifying pain.
He swore.
All the pain he had suffered since he was young, multiplied by a hundred, was not as painful as this!
But Hashirama was Hashirama. He laughed out loud:
"Madara, speaking of which, my granddaughter, Little Tsuna, is so big now. You're a single dog. It's so funny, hahahaha..."
"..."
At this moment, Lucian couldn't help but facepalm!
If Hashirama had no strength, he would have been beaten to death by Madara ten thousand times, right!
BOOM!
A terrifying spiritual pressure shot into the sky!
Before the people in the Silbern could be shocked, an extremely furious voice was heard!
"Hashirama Senju, I'm going to kill you!"
An hour later!
Orochimaru had also returned from the Land of Sky.
He had brought back many scientists, materials, and technologies, which filled the shortage of personnel in the Academy of Sciences.
Quickly.
Lucian led everyone to a side hall.
For the first time, all the elites gathered for a dinner party!
They were all of different ages, different eras, and different ninja villages. In the future, they would all be comrades. They had to get to know each other.
Lucian sat high on the throne, looking down.
Down the layers of stairs!
On both sides of the vast hall below, two rows were arranged. Each person had their own dining table, which was filled with fine wine and delicious food.
Looking at the first row on the left:
Madara, Hashirama, Tsunade, Mikoto, Kushina, Konan, Mei Terumī!
Looking at the first row on the right:
Orochimaru, Jiraiya, Kakuzu, Nagato, Yahiko, Sakumo, White Zetsu, Kisame!
There were currently fifteen people who were qualified to be seated!
As for Minato Namikaze, Nawaki Senju, Nanako Uzumaki, Yugito Nii, and Sasori, who had actively applied to join the empire, and so on.
And Pakura, who had been sensed by Lucian.
They were all arranged in the Soldat unit and had become mixed-blood Quincy!
In other words, new recruits!
Fifteen great generals, six interns!
"Those with outstanding talent can enter the Holy Legion!"
These were Lucian's original words. He was currently not obsessed with the characters from the original work.
In the vast ninja world, Lucian believed that there would be more talented people who might bring some surprises.
The capable go up, the weak go down!
"Today is a dinner party. Everyone, relax a little."
Returning to his thoughts, Lucian looked at his subordinates below, raised his glass, and said.
"A toast to the empire, a toast to the future!"
"Before us, there are no enemies!"
For a moment, everyone's heart was surging!
The empire's goal was never the present, but the distant future!
The more they understood the ambition of the man on the throne, the more they felt how small their former ideals were.
After drinking a glass of wine, White Zetsu grinned, "Although the so-called Daimyo's residence can't compare to my empire, there are various performances at the banquet. We can't just drink dryly, right?"
The banquet was a bit rushed. Lucian hadn't thought much about it.
Mainly, this was not the Blue Star. There were not so many entertainment activities at the moment.
Everyone looked at White Zetsu.
They had heard that this guy had made the Third Mizukage vomit blood. What a talent!
White Zetsu coughed lightly, "How about I dance a little?"
Everyone was speechless.
With his image, wouldn't it blind their eyes?
Jiraiya let out a sly laugh, "How about... our Academy of Sciences' Dean, Mr. Orochimaru, change into women's clothes and sing and dance for us?"
"Pfft!"
Orochimaru spat out a mouthful of wine and gritted his teeth as he glared at Jiraiya.
Singing and dancing was fine.
As long as His Majesty was happy, a little dance was no problem.
But what did he mean by women's clothes?
"That's a good idea!"
Noticing that Lucian's eyes had lit up, Orochimaru's heart skipped a beat.
If His Majesty wanted to see it, then he would have to brace himself and dance. But his lifelong reputation would be ruined!
But Lucian did not say anything.
Orochimaru breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned to the side and gave Jiraiya a little punch!
Hearing Jiraiya's words, Hashirama's eyes lit up, "I think Madara can do it. Every day..."
Madara's heart skipped a beat. He immediately raised his glass, "Drink!"
Hashirama ignored him and continued, "Madara invites people to dance every day..."
Madara's face darkened, and he picked up a piece of food and handed it to him:
"Try this. It's really not bad."
Continuing to ignore him, Hashirama said in a loud voice:
"It's obvious that Madara wants to dance! We have to satisfy him, right!"
This bastard!
Madara suddenly stood up, attracting the attention of the whole room!
Lucian's eyes were full of anticipation. He wanted to see the style of the King of Dance!
Seeing that Lord Madara had not made a move, the others did not dare to coax him.
Hashirama's voice echoed in the great hall!
"One! One!"
"One from the King of Dance of the Ninja World!"
Hashirama's excited shouts drove the mood, and then everyone shouted with excitement!
The Asura of the Ninja World is dancing? I'm so looking forward to it!
Uchiha Madara: "..."
My dance is not dancing!
Hashirama, you just wait!
Seeing this, Lucian looked at the coaxing Hashirama, "As Madara's friend, you shouldn't be bad, right?"
Hashirama's expression froze. He couldn't.
But he really wanted to see Madara dance. It was worth making some sacrifices for this.
Hashirama stood up and said quite heroically, "As long as Madara dances, I will dance. The great Asura of the Ninja World wouldn't be afraid of even this, right?"
"Then you might as well go and be a gatekeeper!"
My god, a goading tactic?
Everyone looked at Madara. They saw Madara take a deep breath and beat Hashirama up ten thousand times in his heart.
"Alright! Today, I will let you know what it means to be an all-rounder!"
Madara didn't care what others said, but Hashirama's goading tactic was more effective than anyone else's!
The life of a cave-dwelling old man was extremely boring.
Madara had also learned a lot of boring skills and had his clones perform to pass the time.
Was dancing difficult?
Please call me the King of Dance, Uchiha!
"White Zetsu, play the music!"
"Lord Madara, what music?"
"A song, 'Gokuraku Jodo'!"
"..."
There's such a song?
As the music played, Lucian found that the lyrics were really 'Gokuraku Jodo'.
It was just a song created because the ninja world had a Pure Land. It had nothing to do with the one from the Blue Star.
But Madara was dancing! Film it! Film it!
Lucian took out the super-clear camera he had created with his imagination.
He started recording!
Whose dark history?
It's clearly a beautiful memory of Lord Madara!
"Let's dance together!!!"
The style of the King of Dance could not be described with words. Abridged!
For Madara to be able to dance like this showed how much determination he had to integrate into the empire.
To bid farewell to the past, starting with the King of Dance!
Below, there were also girls having such a conversation:
Kushina: Mikoto, can I go and ask His Majesty questions at night?
Mikoto: You're too impatient. I'll go with you.
Tsunade: If you can't handle it, leave it to me.
Konan: I can too!
Mei Terumī: I also want to ask!
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