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Chapter 601 Hashirama: Look directly at me, you bastard!

Ninja World, Valley of the End.

Above the huge stone carvings, the sky was obscured by dark clouds, and the sunlight was scarce.

At dusk, there is a slight amount of wind in the air, giving people a bleak feeling like a sunset.

Madara has been standing here for half an hour, with the scene of his duel with Hashirama many years ago in his mind.

The battle was hearty and exciting, lasting three days and two nights.

They all tried their best to defeat each other and prove their strength.

In that battle, he controlled the nine tails and dominated the earth like an invincible god of war, destroying everything and sweeping away everything.

But facing Hashirama, even supernatural beings as powerful as Nine-Tails are just like playthings, without the slightest resistance.

Time is frozen in the scene where a wooden escape clone was stabbed to death by Hashirama in the back.

Madara didn't expect that the honest Hashirama would use a child's trick like a clone to deceive him and stab him in the heart for the sake of the village and the ninja world?



Is he wrong?

No, he is right, it is the world that is wrong!

If you want to end the chaotic ninja world, you must use more powerful violence and force to end it.

Facts have proved that he was right. Even if Hashirama brought that pitiful short-term peace, human nature is selfish and greedy.

After Hashirama's death, the five major countries and ninja villages fought against each other for their own benefit and technology, resulting in countless casualties.

Hashirama's younger brother Tobirama was a victim of that battle.

call!

Exhaling slowly, Madara's eyes slowly became clear and firm.

He originally planned to conduct a live broadcast to witness the famous scene of resurrection.

But thinking that I might be criticized for not saving my brother first, I didn’t start the live broadcast.

He took out two crystal stones and silently thought about Hashirama's appearance in his mind, thinking:

"Resurrection, Hashirama!"

"Resurrection!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Resurrection Crystal stirred up a burst of holy white light. The rays of light quickly intertwined in the air and formed a humanoid shape. A large amount of life breath surged out, and green sprouts even quickly sprouted on the surface of the surrounding rock walls.

This is the breath of Mu Dun, and Madara is so familiar that he cannot be more familiar with it.

While the resurrection crystal was working, another crystal was submerged into it and began to transform.

Madara looked forward to it with anxiety. After all, this was his first time resurrecting the dead and he had no experience.

What if, what if it fails?

Fortunately, these worries were unnecessary. The effect of the resurrection crystal was surprisingly good. In just a dozen breaths, Hashirama's figure had already appeared in front of him.

When most of the holy light and breath of life disappeared, and part of the body still did not appear, Hashirama slowly opened his eyes with his eyes closed.

"Hashirama!" Madara couldn't hide his excitement, his voice was mixed with hoarseness and long-suppressed emotions.

There was a trace of doubt in Hashirama's eyes, and then a look of shock slowly appeared on his face, and he said:

"Madara, you died too? No, didn't you die before me? Why didn't I meet you in the Pure Land? Where did you hide?"

"..."

Madara was silent for a second, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said:

"Hashirama, is there a possibility that I am not dead at all, and have lived decades longer than you?"

"??" Zhujian.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

But in the next second, waves of coolness came over his body, making him feel real. It was the touch that only a real body could have.

Although he exists in an alternative state in the Pure Land, without a body, all he can feel is endless emptiness.

Now, he actually felt the coolness, the beating of his heart, and the continuous flow of blood, but it felt like something was missing.

Looking around, it doesn't look like a pure land. There are dark clouds in the sky and sparse sunlight. There are forests and endless lakes all around.

Everything looks so familiar!

Three words appeared in his mind: Valley of the End.

This is the Valley of the End, yes, this is it.

"Although this is very complicated and unbelievable. But you are right, I resurrected you." Madara said slowly.

"Eh?? Resurrection, Madara? Are you promising? How can you do this? Resurrecting the dead is disrespectful of the laws of nature!" Hashirama said seriously.

"You just say do you want to live?" Madara asked.

"Live." Hashirama nodded.

"That's right." Madara smiled.

"Madara, what method did you use? Isn't it the method of sacrificing a living person and reincarnating in the dirt? If that is the case, I will have uneasy conscience." Hashirama then said.

"Tch, I won't use such rubbish techniques." Madara said proudly.

"Rubbish?"

Hashirama is a bit confused, this filthy reincarnation is Konoha's forbidden art, and it is also the proud ninjutsu of his younger brother Senju Tobirama.

Speaking of younger brother, how is Tobirama doing?

Hashirama quickly asked about Konoha, Ban Dandan said: "Don't think about it, you have been dead for almost ten years, Senju Tobirama has been dead long ago, and was killed by what you thought was peace. Now Konoha

The Hokage is Sarutobi, haha, you Hokages are really the same blood."

There is a hint of ridicule and resentment in these words.

According to this mechanism, the Uchiha clan will never have the chance to become Hokage.

"Dead... okay..."

Senju Hashirama was stunned, feeling confused and sad for a moment, but then he was relieved.

After all, he has died once and is indifferent to everything, and the will of fire has been passed down. I think that monkey Sarutobi can be a good Hokage and bring a bright future to Konoha.

"Madara, why do I feel something is wrong with my body?"

Hashirama asked. At this time, the holy light all over his body had almost disappeared, and his entire body had appeared perfectly between heaven and earth.

"Haha, just look down and see for yourself." A smirk appeared on Madara's face.

Although he is an emotionless Uchiha Avenger, seeing his good brother in this state makes his heart beat fast and even his face turns red and hot!

Ban has never cared about women at all, otherwise he would not have any offspring and remain single all his life.

But now that the good brother has become a woman, a strange feeling arises spontaneously.

Hashirama slowly lowered his head and looked at his body. He didn't know what to look at. He was startled when he saw it, and said with an exaggerated expression:

"What the hell, these two big ones? What the hell! Nari, Nari?"

At this moment, the pillars cracked, why why, what on earth is this?

Is he really resurrected, or is this a horrific nightmare?

Why does everything seem familiar and yet strange at the same time?

Where did his eight-pack abs go, and...

Why is the current body so similar to that of his wife Mito Uzumaki?

No, he is obviously several levels more vicious than Mito. Is this too outrageous?

The most important thing is that the source of happiness is gone.

"Ahem, Hashirama. I don't think you are such an idiot that you don't understand the fact that you have become a woman."

Madara pretended to be calm and looked at the sky.

"What on earth is going on?" Hashirama's face darkened and his tone was unkind.

"That's it." Madara said perfunctorily.

A powerful and terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Hashirama's body. He moved Madara back to the front with both hands and said gloomily:

"Look directly at me, bastard!"

"Poof!"

Looking at Hashirama in front of him, the bridge of Madara's nose felt hot.




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