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The gray-purple energy representing destruction continued to spread. Everything it touched, from the humble bushes and shrubs on the ground to the towering trees summoned by Hashirama Senju, inevitably decayed, withered, and crumbled into ruin.
The area of destruction grew larger and larger, its unstoppable momentum covering a radius of dozens of kilometers before finally coming to a halt due to exhaustion.
Tobirama Senju teleported several times using the Flying Thunder God Technique, carrying Hashirama along, until they finally escaped the range of the destructive wave.
The two brothers stopped at the outer edge of the devastated zone, looking back at the scene with heavy hearts.
Within this radius of dozens of kilometers, what had once been a thriving forest was now a hellish wasteland of decay. Not only were entire forests reduced to scattered, rotting wood, but even the animals that had lived hidden within the forest were obliterated. Their flesh decayed, their bones shattered—nothing remained intact.
The two stared silently at the devastation, unable to speak.
This… this was an affront to nature itself!
If Tobirama hadn't lured Uchiha Madara here, and if Madara had unleashed this technique in Konoha Village instead, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Gradually, the gray-purple energy dissipated, leaving behind only a barren wasteland where there had once been a vibrant, living forest.
Uchiha Madara stood at the center of this desolate expanse, like a god of destruction.
From afar, Hashirama gazed at Madara standing amidst the ruins and sighed softly.
After witnessing Madara's earlier display, Hashirama knew that he was no longer a match for him.
Turning to Tobirama, he said:
"Tobirama, this time we'll need your help. If not, both we and Konoha are in grave danger…"
Tobirama nodded firmly: "Don't worry, Brother. I'll do everything I can to assist you."
The two brothers exchanged determined nods before stepping together into the wasteland battlefield, heading toward Madara.
As soon as he set foot on the barren earth, Hashirama, still in Sage Mode, was startled.
"What's wrong, Brother?"
"That gray-purple energy has corroded the land. For the next hundred years, nothing will grow here!"
"What?! That bastard Uchiha Madara…"
"Tobirama! Be careful of Madara's technique. Even our Edo Tensei bodies won't recover if struck by that gray-purple energy!"
"I understand, Brother!"
The two quickly devised a strategy. By now, they were close enough to see each other's faces clearly.
At this point, words were unnecessary. The moment their eyes met, the battle began!
Tobirama vanished instantly using the Flying Thunder God Technique, leaving Hashirama to step forward alone toward Madara.
As he advanced, Hashirama formed hand seals and activated his Sage Art:
"Sage Art! Wood Release! Wooden Golem Technique!"
Unlike before, when his techniques responded immediately, Hashirama's jutsu took several seconds to activate. Massive wooden constructs slowly emerged from the ground, creaking and groaning as they assembled into an enormous wooden golem.
This delay was unavoidable—the corrosive gray-purple energy had seeped deep underground, killing all plant roots within dozens of meters. Hashirama could only draw upon deeper root systems to generate the wood.
Leaping atop the massive golem, Hashirama took control of the colossal war machine.
With thunderous steps, the golem approached Madara, towering over him. Under Hashirama's command, the golem swung its fist down with brutal force, generating winds that whipped through Madara's hair.
Madara wore a mocking smile throughout. As the massive fist descended, he narrowed his eyes slightly, releasing an overwhelming surge of chakra. Bright blue flames erupted around him, instantly forming one arm of his Susanoo, which caught the golem's fist in its grasp.
The golem's fist froze mid-air, unable to advance further despite Hashirama's efforts.
Madara murmured softly:
"Susanoo…"
With a deafening roar, brilliant blue chakra surged upward, and the fully evolved Susanoo materialized, rising to tower above them. One hand still held the golem's fist, while the other clenched into a fist and mercilessly punched forward, sending the massive golem flying!
Hashirama, perched atop the flying golem, was stunned. When did Madara's Susanoo become so powerful? Hadn't they always been evenly matched?
The golem crashed to the ground, sending dirt flying and cracking the earth beneath it.
Hashirama scrambled to his feet, his gaze wary as he turned toward Madara's Susanoo.
In his earlier shock, he hadn't paid close attention. Now, both Hashirama atop the golem and Tobirama nearby stared at Madara's Susanoo in disbelief…
Gone was the familiar crow-like Japanese armor-style Susanoo. In its place stood a towering humanoid figure clad in celestial chainmail, radiating an aura of immense power and menace, like a demon god standing between heaven and earth.
Just the sight of this awe-inspiring Susanoo sent shivers down the spines of the Senju brothers.
Suppressing their shock, Hashirama hastily commanded the massive golem to rise again.
But no sooner had the golem gotten up than Madara's Susanoo lunged forward, kicking it back down with a single blow.
Amidst the rumbling of the earth, one foot of the Susanoo planted itself firmly on the golem's chest, pinning it down. With overwhelming force, the Susanoo grabbed the golem's arms and, to Hashirama's disbelief, ripped them off with a loud snap!
And that wasn't the end. One arm of the Susanoo reached up to the golem's head, twisting it off as easily as plucking a melon. Then, gripping the golem's legs, the Susanoo lifted it upside-down and tore it apart with a mighty pull, splitting the massive construct in two!
The scene was shocking, violent, and merciless.