Wen Lan wanted to stop it—but it was already too late.
The two Root members were engulfed by earth, their bodies wrapped tightly as agonized screams rang out from within the soil.
Very quickly, the earth hardened, solidifying into stone-coffin–like shells.
The screams abruptly ceased.
The next instant—
Boom!
Violent chakra erupted from the two coffins, blasting them apart.
Two figures emerged.
One had long black hair, clad in red armor, his features sharp and resolute as if carved from stone.
The other had white hair, dressed in blue armor, his gaze cold like moonlight reflected on an icy lake.
Senju Hashirama.
Senju Tobirama.
The ANBU, as well as Naori and Shisui, all had their pupils shrink violently.
Others might not recognize them—but they did.
Those faces were carved into the Hokage Monument, visible every single day.
The two figures stood amid shattered rock, their presence vast and unfathomable, like an abyssal sea.
The pressure alone made it hard to breathe.
Their gazes swept across the battlefield, chakra surging like tidal waves through the air.
Tobirama's eyes immediately locked onto Wen Lan.
When he saw the Sharingan, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"An evil Uchiha."
Yet there was not much killing intent in his tone.
"Oh?"
Hashirama, on the other hand, curiously knocked on his own armor, then pinched his cheek.
"So I'm back? My body feels… kind of strange."
His behavior felt completely unreliable.
"It's Edo Tensei," Tobirama said, frowning slightly.
Then he turned his head and saw Danzō.
"…Danzō? You've grown old."
"First Hokage-sir! Teacher!"
Danzō dropped to one knee, his voice hoarse and heavy.
"Please—kill this evil Uchiha for the sake of Konoha!"
"Uchiha causing trouble again?"
Tobirama's chakra suddenly surged violently, crushing down on everyone present.
Even Hanzō of the Salamander went pale, his chakra circulation momentarily disrupted.
"Tobirama!"
Hashirama barked sharply.
His expression was now serious, his gaze burning as it swept across the crowd before settling on Wen Lan.
"Has the Uchiha truly fallen to this point?"
"Heh—" Wen Lan chuckled.
"Hashirama-sir. Second Hokage."
The moment Tobirama heard the difference in how he was addressed, his already cold face darkened instantly—black as the bottom of a pot.
"I am the current Third Elder of the Uchiha, Uchiha Wen Lan," Wen Lan said, stepping forward.
"I'll explain everything to the two of you."
Then he turned his gaze toward Tobirama.
"Under the Second Hokage's 'wise leadership,' the entire village of Konoha now despises the Uchiha.
Anyone who didn't know better would think we'd committed some unforgivable crime."
"In the Third Shinobi World War that just ended, the Uchiha contributed immensely—
yet after the war, we received not a single benefit."
"And your excellent disciples—Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzō Shimura—used public opinion to force Konoha's White Fang into suicide."
"The Senju clan exists in name only now.
Your grandson, Nawaki, is dead—his internal organs were completely removed, leaving behind nothing but an empty shell."
"The Senju clan now has only Tsunade left."
Wen Lan's words were like knives stabbing straight into Hashirama and Tobirama's hearts.
Hashirama's expression dimmed.
He knew everyone would die eventually—that was unavoidable.
"Oh, right," Wen Lan added casually.
"Your grandson was only twelve years old when he died."
Boom!
Tobirama's chakra exploded violently.
His voice dropped, thunderous and cold, his eyes flashing like lightning as they locked onto Danzō.
"Is what he said… true?"
The pressure crushed down on Danzō, making him tremble uncontrollably.
Cold sweat poured down his face—he couldn't even speak.
"Don't be in such a hurry," Wen Lan said with a smile, waving his hand.
"The Uzumaki clan was also wiped out under the Third Hokage you personally approved—Hiruzen Sarutobi."
"They were besieged by multiple villages, and the Third Hokage didn't even dare to fart.
He just stood by and watched the Uzumaki clan be destroyed."
"If Lady Mito hadn't still been alive, I'm afraid the Third Hokage wouldn't have lifted a finger at all."
"A once-great clan—reduced to just a handful of survivors."
At this point, both Hashirama and Tobirama looked terrible.
Especially Hashirama.
His wife was from the Uzumaki clan.
And back when they married, he had personally promised that Konoha would forever protect the Uzumaki.
"Oh, and one more thing!" Wen Lan added brightly.
"Second Hokage—your prized Uchiha, Uchiha Kagami, is dead too."
"Although it was officially labeled 'death in battle,' his Sharingan was personally dug out by this dog—Danzō—and implanted into his own body."
"As for whether Kagami really died on the battlefield… who knows?"
"At any rate, we Uchiha never saw his corpse."
Tobirama's eyes instantly turned blood-red.
He had already noticed the Sharingan embedded in Danzō's arm.
Wen Lan's words made it clear—
Kagami didn't die on the battlefield.
Sharingan were priceless on the battlefield.
If an enemy collected them, there was no chance they'd ever be returned.
The fact that Danzō possessed Kagami's eyes meant only one thing.
"Danzō!"
Tobirama roared, appearing instantly in front of him and gripping his throat.
"You dare defile the fallen heroes of Konoha!
Kagami was your comrade—yet you desecrated his body and stained his honor!"
Danzō's face went deathly pale, his pupils shaking violently, still unable to say a word.
In desperation, Danzō pulled out a talisman from his ninja pouch and slammed it into Tobirama's body with lightning speed—then withdrew his hand.
Tobirama's body stiffened, his grip loosening involuntarily.
Danzō collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.
Tobirama frowned, sensing his body, then looked down at Danzō.
"What did you do to me?"
Hearing Tobirama speak, Danzō's pupils shrank sharply.
He stared up in disbelief.
The control talisman was clearly embedded inside Tobirama—
So why did Tobirama still have consciousness?!
Seeing this, Wen Lan burst out laughing.
"Hahahaha—!"
The laughter drew everyone's attention.
Tobirama frowned.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Hahaha—I'm laughing at how stupid this bastard Danzō is!"
Wen Lan slapped his thigh.
"Danzō, that control talisman was given to you by Orochimaru, wasn't it?"
Danzō froze.
A terrible premonition surged through his heart.
"And yes, I forgot to mention something," Wen Lan continued with a wicked grin.
"Hashirama-sir's and the Second Hokage's bodies have been lying peacefully in their coffins the whole time."
"So tell me—"
"How exactly did you perform Edo Tensei on the two of them?"
"Shi—
mu—
ra—
Dan—
zō—!"
Tobirama ground his teeth, staring at him with murderous fury.
"You dared treat my brother's remains like this…
I will never forgive you."
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