Uchiha Madara was done—completely losing it!
"Damn it!!
Tobirama Senju!
You've been dead for years, and you still can't let go of that line, huh?!
Talk about bad luck!
Who do you think you are, some nobody?!
How the hell did you get summoned out here?!
You believe I won't stab you to death?!"
Tobirama, though totally clueless about what was going on, wasn't about to pass up a chance to throw shade at an "evil Uchiha." Seeing Madara lose his cool like this? Oh, it felt so good!
Arms casually crossed over his chest, eyes narrowed with a hint of disdain, Tobirama smirked and let it rip…
"Hmph! Evil Uchiha!!!"
That smug look on Tobirama's face pushed Madara over the edge. Acting all high and mighty in front of the Uchiha clan? Did this guy not know how to spell "death"?!
"Evil Uchiha" this, "evil Uchiha" that—does he think I'm easy to mess with?!
If it weren't for Hashirama protecting him back then, I would've crushed him ages ago!!
Madara whipped his head toward Itou Hirofumi, grinding his teeth as he growled, "Kid! Step back! Don't want you getting caught in the crossfire!!"
Hearing Madara's warning, Itou Hirofumi felt a twinge of nerves. Tobirama might not be Hashirama, but his strength was no joke! Half the forbidden jutsu in the Hidden Leaf were invented by this guy. His Water Release was so masterful, some in the ninja world even called it "Sea Release"!
More importantly, this was the guy he summoned for a whopping one billion ryo! If Madara accidentally killed him, where was he supposed to go to complain?!
Panicking, Itou backed away while shouting, "Madara! Go easy! Don't kill him!!!"
"Got it, you annoying brat!!!" Madara snapped. He wanted to teach Tobirama a lesson, but he wasn't so far gone that he'd lose all reason. After all, this Tobirama was summoned by Itou at the cost of a billion ryo.
Still, Itou wasn't convinced. As he kept retreating, he reached out to the system in his mind.
"System! I know summoned beasts can die, but my summons aren't your average beasts. They're already dead, just brought back to life! So, if someone I summoned gets killed, do they die for good? Or do they return to the summoning realm as soul flames?!"
[No need to worry, Host!
Since you summoned this spirit, it's under your control. If a summoned being dies, they revert to their soul flame state and return to your summoning space. The soul flame remains in the summoning space, and you can revive them by spending half the original wealth value!]
Hearing the system's explanation, Itou breathed a sigh of relief. So, if Madara or Tobirama died, their soul flames wouldn't go back to the spirit world—they'd stay in his summoning space. And to revive them, he'd only need 50 million ryo instead of a full billion.
Still, 50 million wasn't pocket change! He really hoped Madara would hold back and not kill Tobirama—otherwise, he'd be out another fortune!
From a safe distance, Itou watched as Madara and Tobirama's chakra surged to insane levels. Any second now, things were gonna explode!
Truth be told, Tobirama was starting to regret his big mouth. Without his big brother Hashirama around, there was no way he could take on a monster like Madara! But he'd already talked the talk—backing down now would be way too embarrassing!
So, he had to tough it out!!
"Hmph! Uchiha Madara! Whatever evil plans you've got, I'll stop you!!"
In Tobirama's mind, no matter what Madara was up to, opposing him was always the right move. After all, he was an evil Uchiha!
Madara's lips curled into a sneer, his eyes icy as he glared at Tobirama. This was the guy who stabbed his little brother to death all those years ago! If it weren't for Hashirama's sake, he'd have ended him long ago.
Now? Sure, his brother might get revived someday, but that didn't mean he couldn't collect a little interest for him first!!
Madara's eyes shifted in an instant—not to the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, but to something else entirely. His pupils turned white, with concentric circles rippling inside.
The Rinnegan!!
Itou, watching from afar, caught the transformation. This wasn't Madara at his absolute peak—after all, peak Madara was the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, Six Paths Madara! Without the Ten-Tails, he couldn't reach that state. But with Hashirama's cells and the Rinnegan, taking down Tobirama would still be a piece of cake.
Tobirama, on the other hand, was fuming. Madara hadn't even bothered using the Uchiha's ultimate dojutsu, the Mangekyou Sharingan! Did this guy not take him seriously at all?! He was the Second Hokage, a master of forbidden jutsu, the Sea Release ninja!
And yet, Madara was so arrogant he thought he could beat him without even using the Mangekyou?!
But when Madara's Rinnegan fully emerged, Tobirama felt an overwhelming, terrifying pressure.
"Damn it!!
What the hell is going on?!
How is Madara this strong?!
This chakra… it's even more oppressive than big brother's back in the day!!
And those eyes—what are they?! They're not the Mangekyou Sharingan! I've never seen anything like them!!"
Tobirama's face grew grim as the weight of Madara's power pressed down on him.
"Flying Thunder God Jutsu!!"
Tobirama unleashed his signature technique, but without his marked kunai, he had to make do with some pebbles as makeshift markers.
Meanwhile, Madara slowly floated into the air…
He looked down at Tobirama, who was zipping around with Flying Thunder God, a flicker of disdain in his eyes.
"Tch…
A flea hopping around!
What, you wanna dance too?!!"