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Seeing that the masked man gave no reply and had no intention of joining the battle, Danzo's expression darkened.
He turned sharply toward Itachi and ordered coldly, "Itachi, take action. Kill him."
"Don't forget the promise we made," Danzo reminded.
Itachi hesitated for a moment, his frown deepening. He glanced at Danzo but ultimately obeyed.
Just as he prepared to step forward, Orochimaru interjected with a sly smile, "Give me the boy's body. I can handle it."
Danzo's brows furrowed.
He had known Orochimaru for many years. As a former comrade within the Hidden Leaf, their paths had crossed many times.
He understood exactly what Orochimaru wanted—and more importantly, what he was capable of.
But this wasn't the time to be picky. He didn't refuse. He simply nodded and said two words:
"Do it."
The power that Uchiha Haru had just displayed was beyond anything Danzo had anticipated.
Without revealing his own trump cards, Danzo knew the elite Root members alone wouldn't be able to take Haru down.
External support was necessary.
The masked man had clearly no interest in interfering.
Uchiha Itachi had already clashed with Haru earlier and sustained injuries.
Danzo didn't trust Itachi would be able to finish the job.
The only viable candidate left was Orochimaru.
One of the legendary Sannin. A man who had always walked the line between genius and madness.
If Orochimaru made such a bold claim, he must have a plan. Whether it would succeed or fail—that remained to be seen.
Given the terrifying strength Haru had just revealed, taking him down would be no easy feat. At worst, both sides might suffer heavy losses.
And what happened after that… would depend on Orochimaru's true intentions.
"Fine," Danzo said sharply. "But remember what you promised."
Orochimaru let out a low chuckle, his expression unchanged. He knew Danzo too well.
Even if he couldn't guess every detail of Danzo's scheming mind, he could predict the majority of it.
Still, he proceeded without hesitation.
Because Orochimaru had absolute faith in his own ninjutsu.
When the time came, regardless of what Danzo had planned, he would be powerless to stop him.
All Orochimaru wanted was Danzo's tacit approval—nothing more.
With a few slow steps forward, Orochimaru began weaving hand seals.
"Summoning Jutsu: Impure World Reincarnation!"
Boom!
From the earth, two coffins began to rise.
They pushed through the ground slowly, emerging upright in front of the gathered onlookers.
Their surfaces were etched with complex sealing scripts.
Bang!
The lids swung open.
Inside the left coffin: a man with long black hair, wearing a tight black combat uniform reinforced with red armor plates. A distinct clan insignia rested on the armor's left shoulder—the mark of the Senju Clan.
Inside the right coffin: a figure with silver hair, red eyes, and three crimson streaks across his cheeks. He wore a head protector of polished iron and a similar black combat suit, lined with blue armor and a white fur collar trailing down his back.
"T-This is...!"
"The First and Second Hokage?!"
The words erupted from the mouths of several Root operatives in stunned unison.
Even these hardened killers couldn't hide their disbelief.
The revered leaders of Konoha—summoned like tools, reduced to weapons of war.
Even the most ruthless Root members, indoctrinated to suppress emotion, couldn't ignore the weight of what they were seeing.
"Impure World Reincarnation… the forbidden technique that resurrects the dead by binding their souls to corpses!"
"How dare they treat our Hokage like puppets!"
"Unforgivable! To defile the First and Second Hokage like this…!"
A wave of uneasy murmurs rippled through the gathered Root shinobi.
Orochimaru merely smiled, unfazed. The unrest only made things more entertaining.
Danzo, however, now looked at Orochimaru with a hint of genuine fear.
He had always known Orochimaru was dangerous, but this… this was unprecedented.
To summon both the First and Second Hokage?
He knew exactly how terrifying their strength was.
Especially the First—Senju Hashirama, the God of Shinobi.
If Orochimaru truly controlled such power, he could go anywhere, do anything. Why would he even bother to negotiate?
But then Danzo exhaled slowly, calming his nerves.
He understood. This was a bluff.
If Orochimaru really had full control, he would have made his move long ago. He wouldn't waste time dealing with someone like Danzo.
Having made up his mind, Danzo signaled for Root to stand down.
The priority now was to capture Uchiha Haru.
As for how Orochimaru did it—Danzo didn't care.
Uchiha Itachi stood silently nearby. The shock faded quickly from his expression. He was curious.
How powerful were these two Hokage now, compared to their prime?
"Forgive me, Lord First. Lord Second," Orochimaru said mockingly.
He pulled two paper talismans inscribed with cursed seals and inserted them into the bodies of the Hokage.
A shiver of dark delight ran through him.
To command such legendary figures—it was intoxicating.
As the talismans took effect, the bodies of Hashirama and Tobirama began to twitch.
Color returned to their flesh. The pallor of death faded.
Their fingers twitched.
Their heads, which had been hanging limply, slowly lifted.
Their hollow eyes remained black and empty, but otherwise, they looked alive.
Gasps echoed from the surrounding shinobi.
"Heheheh… It's done," Orochimaru whispered with icy satisfaction.
He wove more hand seals.
The First and Second Hokage, who had remained motionless until now, began to move.
They surged forward.
Their target was Uchiha Haru.
Every eye on the battlefield turned to them.
They wanted to see just how far Orochimaru's Impure World Reincarnation had come.
And how long Haru could withstand the combined might of two Hokage.
Haru felt the change in the battlefield immediately.
When his eyes fell on the two advancing figures, his expression tightened.
He understood instantly.
Impure World Reincarnation!
Those were the real First and Second Hokage—or at least, their bodies and battle prowess.
His heart pounded.
Not from fear—but from anticipation.
This battle was about to escalate into something far beyond any of their original plans.
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