Rumble!
The earth wailed in agony. The once-sturdy underground cavern had completely collapsed, exposing the gloomy gray sky above.
Two colossal figures, each hundreds of meters tall, clashed wildly across the ruins.
Every exchange of blades split mountains. Every step shattered rivers.
"Hahaha! Delightful! Truly delightful!"
Uchiha Madara stood within the head of the blue Susanoo, his black hair dancing wildly in the wind, a near-mad grin plastered across his face.
This long-lost sensation of visceral, close-quarters combat made the dormant blood in his veins boil once again.
"Tobirama! Aside from Hashirama, you are the first one who has ever made me this excited!"
"But it's not enough! This isn't your full power yet, is it!"
Madara formed hand seals instantly.
Wood Release: Wood Golem Jutsu!
"Excited already?"
Inside the crimson Susanoo, Tobirama stood with his arms crossed, his expression calm and indifferent.
"Madara, you are already a relic of the past era."
"If you want to see my full power… then I'll show you what a true dimensional gap looks like."
He ignored the incoming Wood Release entirely.
His Six Tomoe Rinnegan constricted sharply.
The boundless Six Paths-level chakra within his body erupted without restraint.
"Tailed Beast Chakra Extraction!"
As summoned beasts of the Duel Arena, ranging from the One-Tail to the Nine-Tails, Tobirama's "pay-to-win" privilege allowed him to wield their power at will.
Moreover, these included not only the standard Tailed Beasts, but also miniature variants and native Tailed Beasts from his own Naruto world.
In other words—he could become the Ten-Tails Jinchūriki at any moment.
In an instant, all Tailed Beast chakra was extracted.
Hum!
The heavens and earth changed color.
Behind Tobirama, nine masses of terrifying chakra materialized out of thin air, each one distinct in color and nature.
Shukaku's sand, Matatabi's cat-like flames, Isobu's water, all the way to Kurama's blazing hatred—
Nine Tailed Beast phantoms rose like nine suns, orbiting the crimson Susanoo.
"That is… the chakra of the Nine Tailed Beasts!"
Madara's grin froze instantly. His pupils shrank violently.
"No… wait. It's not just nine!"
"How is this possible?! There are only nine Tailed Beasts—how can he wield so many at once?!"
Tobirama's cold voice echoed across the heavens.
"Right now, I am the strongest in this world—the Second Six Paths Sage!"
Fusion: Ultimate Susanoo!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Nine Tailed Beast chakras merged instantly into the crimson Susanoo.
The armor underwent a qualitative transformation, shifting into deep purple thunder-imbued divine plating filled with destructive energy.
Its size doubled again.
Lightning wings erupted from its back. The twin blades vanished, replaced by a colossal bow forged from lightning itself—capable of shooting down stars.
This was the Indra Susanoo from legend—the form Sasuke once displayed at the Final Valley after absorbing the chakra of the Nine Tailed Beasts.
But Tobirama's version was enhanced by Six Paths power!
Madara's blue Susanoo suddenly felt like a child standing before a giant.
Before he could even react, the overwhelming pressure alone shattered it into dust.
"This power… what is this…?"
Madara's smile finally disappeared.
Everything he took pride in was meaningless before this form.
"Madara… take this."
Tobirama slowly drew the massive lightning bow.
Natural energy surged violently across the battlefield, converging onto a single point.
Lightning erupted. Space trembled.
Sage Mode activated.
Sage Art: Indra's Arrow!
"I can't dodge it!"
Madara's instincts screamed.
This attack had locked onto space itself—and even causality.
If he couldn't block it, he would die.
"I will never surrender!"
Madara roared, pouring all his ocular power into the Susanoo.
Susanoo: Majestic Attire!
The arrow was released.
Boom!!!
It was as if a nuclear detonation erupted point-blank.
The land within dozens of kilometers vanished instantly, replaced by a bottomless crater.
A mushroom cloud pierced the sky, tearing through the atmosphere itself.
A long silence followed.
Then, the smoke slowly cleared.
At the bottom of the crater, the Ultimate Susanoo was gone.
Tobirama hovered in the air, untouched and immaculate.
And beneath him—
Uchiha Madara lay broken on a slab of stone.
His Susanoo was annihilated. Half his body was gone. The remaining half was charred black, internal organs exposed.
Even Hashirama's cells could not heal such damage.
"Cough… cough…"
Madara spat blood mixed with fragments of flesh, his aura fading rapidly.
Yet his remaining eye still looked up at Tobirama.
"Heh… haha…"
A weak, broken laugh escaped him—but it carried genuine respect.
"Tobirama… you win."
"That arrow… even Hashirama would have died from it."
"I, Uchiha Madara… acknowledge you as the strongest."
For his entire life, he had only ever respected Hashirama.
Now, there was Tobirama.
And it was absolute defeat.
"As long as you understand," Tobirama said calmly as he descended.
"What a pity…"
Madara stared at the gray sky, his expression filled with unwillingness and exhaustion.
"I just regained my youth… and I haven't even seen this new world yet…"
"Tobirama… I promised to work with you… but it seems this body won't last…"
"This is the end…"
His life force faded rapidly.
The grip of death was already closing in.
As a warrior, dying on the battlefield was acceptable.
But regret remained.
"I haven't seen your so-called world… where there are no Daimyo… where ninjas rule…"
"End?"
Tobirama raised an eyebrow, a faint smile forming.
"Who said I'm letting you die?"
"Without my permission, even Yama wouldn't dare take you."
"What…?" Madara's consciousness blurred.
Tobirama opened his right eye again.
The Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan rotated with eerie light that defied reality.
"Madara, watch closely."
"This is the power of a god."
"Shinra Banshō: Time Reversal!"
Hum!
Green-gold light engulfed Madara's broken body.
Time reversed.
Burnt flesh restored. Bones reconnected. Missing organs regenerated. Life returned violently.
In three seconds—
Madara was fully restored to peak condition.
He sat up abruptly, staring at his own intact body in shock.
"What… is this jutsu…?"
Even Madara, a man who had witnessed countless miracles, froze completely.
Not healing.
Not resurrection.
This was true reversal of death.
As long as Tobirama existed—he could not die.
"I said it already," Tobirama replied calmly.
"As long as you work for me, everything is possible."
"You can die ten thousand times… and I can bring you back ten thousand times."
"Now…"
"Are you convinced?"
Madara slowly stood.
He looked at Tobirama.
A man younger than him.
Yet incomparably stronger than anything he had ever seen.
For the first time, his proud head lowered willingly.
"If I follow you…"
"Maybe I can truly see the world I once dreamed of."
"I am convinced."
Madara placed a hand over his chest and bowed slightly—the highest acknowledgment of strength.
"From today onward, my life belongs to you."
"Tell me who to kill… and I will kill them."
Tobirama felt a rare satisfaction.
Subjugating Uchiha Madara.
This was far more fulfilling than being Hokage.
"Good."
He turned, cloak fluttering.
"Then let's go back to Konoha."
"The great nations are still watching."
"It's time to show them what happens when Madara Uchiha fights for me."
Madara grinned fiercely.
"That is exactly what I want."
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