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"Whoa!"
Hashirama exclaimed.
Orochimaru and Kabuto were both taken aback.
Their emotions were like the turbulent waves beneath a cliff.
It had already caused quite a stir.
Shuriken from 800 miles away!
That took tremendous strength!
Not only that.
From the tone of the First Hokage's voice.
He knew that person from before he became the First Hokage!
This narrowed down the possibilities even further!
In an instant.
Both of them unconsciously locked onto a target—the embezzlement expert who often bragged about fighting with the First Hokage!
No way...
Both of them had the same thought—they had always thought that person was bluffing.
"First Hokage..."
"Dare I ask..."
"Is that person..."
Orochimaru's voice trembled slightly as he guessed a name, desperately needing confirmation from the First Hokage himself.
"If I remember correctly, his name should be Kakuzu. He's still alive, and truly a monster!"
Hashirama deliberately struck a thoughtful pose.
Now that they had a scapegoat.
They could freely accept the shurikens gifted by Kakuzu.
"Phew!"
With that said, Hashirama and Kabuto both took a deep breath. That name was exactly what they had in mind.
"So Kakuzu really did clash with the First Hokage!"
Orochimaru's heart raced. During his time in Akatsuki, he always considered Kakuzu and Hidan the weakest combination.
Now, thinking back...
He really shouldn't have underestimated anyone in Akatsuki!
"Let's go in."
Hashirama didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer. After all, he was the God of Shinobi.
Just pinning a few pots on Kakuzu would be enough.
There was no need to exaggerate Kakuzu's strength!
If that monster with several hearts appeared before him, he could easily destroy all his hearts in minutes.
"Yes!"
Orochimaru immediately calmed down, suppressing his inner horror. He couldn't help but feel that this world was too terrifying.
It's better to just survive!
Orochimaru moved forward and arrived at the entrance of the Northern Stronghold.
He opened his mouth wide.
And spat out a snake.
The snake opened its mouth wide.
And spat out a bunch of keys.
Then.
Orochimaru took the keys in his hand and swallowed the snake back.
Kabuto was already used to such actions, and Hashirama understood it too, so there was no surprise.
However...
This did shock Kakuzu!
"Yinyinyin~"
The Kakuzu landed directly on Hashirama's head, flapping its wings, staring with cute big eyes, and twitching its mouth, staring at Orochimaru.
"Fortunately, the host didn't cross over to Orochimaru..."
Kakuzu patted his barren, poor A-level chest, already imagining scenes of the host spitting out snakes.
"This jutsu is actually quite good."
Hashirama suddenly joked.
"After all, I don't have a personal storage space."
"So I can store things in the snake's belly."
"And when I need them."
"I can spit out the snake first, and then the snake can spit out the things."
"Kakuzu."
"What do you think?"
Hashirama grinned mischievously. Now he was gradually adapting to the body of the Edo Tensei and this silly system. Occasionally cracking jokes was quite fun.
Hashirama finally understood the meaning of this system's existence!
As a full-level character who emerged from Edo Tensei.
Looking at the ninja world.
There wasn't even one person of equal level.
The potential for silliness and humor suppressed within him couldn't be fully unleashed!
"Ugh!"
The Yin-Yin Monster vomited right then and there, directly on top of Hashirama's head.
If the Yin-Yin Monster wasn't a virtual creation, Hashirama would have tossed it away long ago.
Crack!
A crisp sound echoed from the entrance of the Northern Stronghold.
Orochimaru opened the stronghold's door, and the moment it swung open, a putrid smell hit them.
Before them stretched a dark corridor that seemed endless, illuminated by the setting sun, with faint outlines of structures visible in the right direction.
This was Orochimaru's Northern Stronghold!
Swoosh!
Suddenly.
A figure darted out from inside the Northern Stronghold, incredibly fast, heading straight for Hashirama.
Its skin was crimson.
Its face akin to a mountain demon.
Its mouth filled with sharp teeth.
And it bore sharp horns on its head.
It resembled the Curse Mark Second State among the Sound Four.
On the back of its hands were two sharp blades.
The creature brandished its blades.
And charged straight at Hashirama.
"Yin-Yin-Yin~"
The Yin-Yin Monster swiftly picked up its phone, chubby fingers pressing down on the screen.
"Host."
"After the tasks just issued."
"I've figured out a trick."
"Now, let me proactively write a task for you!"
"Task Issued: Host to eliminate a monster at the Northern Stronghold!"
"Task Grade: F."
"Task Reward: A rusty shuriken."
The Yin-Yin Monster quickly tapped the keys on its phone, then grinned slightly.
"Looks like issuing tasks is quite simple!"
The Yin-Yin Monster was extremely satisfied as it closed the phone's lid, feeling it had mastered a new skill.
Issuing tasks for the host!
Hashirama heard the Yin-Yin Monster's voice and immediately felt a headache.
Are you really issuing tasks?
Are you plotting to murder your host?
No.
There's no host here!
Are you plotting to murder a wild host?!
Hashirama paid no further attention to the Yin-Yin Monster. Instead, he focused on the creature in Curse Mark Second State charging towards him, raising his right hand abruptly.
Swish!
From Hashirama's palm burst forth wooden vines in an instant, weaving into a large net that intercepted the oncoming monster.
Witnessing this scene.
Orochimaru and Kabuto's eyes were calm.
It didn't stir any waves in their hearts.
While these experimental products of the curse mark possessed enhanced combat capabilities, any ninja with a bit of strength could defeat them.
Moreover, standing before them was the First Hokage!
Swish!
The wooden vine net from Hashirama's hand ensnared the monster, swiftly tightening around it. The vines constricted rapidly, binding the creature.
"Waaaah!"
The monster emitted a painful cry from its mouth, feeling the sudden tightness constricting its body.
Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
The sound of bones breaking echoed continuously from the monster's arms, as tough as steel, twisting and deforming under the restraint of the wooden vines.
The next moment.
The curse mark on the monster's body faded, revealing an ordinary person underneath, still wearing a fierce expression with extremely sharp eyes.
(End of Chapter)