"Th-This is..."
"Yuzuru, you brat, what are you planning to do by gathering so many people?" Hashirama Senju asked in astonishment.
Even when he and Madara Uchiha pacified the chaotic Warring States period, they had never faced such a massive formation.
In contrast to the shocked Hashirama, Madara crossed his arms with keen interest, a playful smile on his face.
"Interesting. Is this the ninja army you trained? They look quite spirited."
"To have such a well-trained army, and yet go out of your way to resurrect Hashirama and me..."
"Kid, did the Otsutsuki clan attack?"
Hearing this, Uchiha Yuzuru smiled and shook his head. "No."
Madara paused slightly at the answer. "No?"
Yuzuru replied calmly, "I've already killed all the Otsutsuki who attacked. Now, I am going to invade the Otsutsuki clan's home planet!"
Both Madara and Hashirama were taken aback.
"Invading the Otsutsuki clan?"
"Exactly."
Receiving Yuzuru's affirmative answer, Hashirama's expression turned solemn. "Yuzuru, are you confident about this?"
Yuzuru had already told them about the Otsutsuki clan the last time he and Madara were resurrected via Edo Tensei. They were beings who roamed the universe, known as a clan of gods. Furthermore, tracing back to their roots, the very origin of ninjas was closely tied to the Otsutsuki clan.
The difficulty of invading such a race was unimaginable! One careless mistake, and the Ninja World would face eternal damnation!
"Don't worry, I never do anything I'm not confident in," Yuzuru said confidently.
Hashirama nodded slightly, his voice deep. "I understand. Rest assured, I will fight with everything I have!"
Madara's fighting spirit soared even higher, and he said excitedly, "Now this is interesting. I lost interest in fighting the weak a long time ago. This time, it actually gives me a long-lost feeling of my blood boiling with excitement. Hahahahaha..."
Madara threw his head back and laughed wildly for a moment before speaking with arrogance. "Yuzuru, if you ask me, the majority of weaklings play a very small role in battle. No matter how many there are, they will just be throwing their lives away for nothing. You'd be better off selecting a few elite experts; the results would be much better."
Hearing this, Yuzuru said calmly, "I share your exact thoughts."
Madara paused, pointing at the ninja army below in confusion. "Then what is this..."
Yuzuru smiled. "These are the elite ninjas I selected. If we counted the regular ninja army, there would probably be over a million of them."
"What?!"
"A million?!"
Hashirama and Madara were startled by Yuzuru's words. Both of them had once been rulers, so they naturally knew how many resources it took to support a single ninja.
Madara frowned. "Yuzuru, do you even know what you're saying? A million ninjas? Are you joking!"
Ninjas did not engage in production. If there were a million of them, the Ninja World would have collapsed long ago.
Seeing their expressions of disbelief, Yuzuru chuckled. "The Ninja World's technology is highly advanced now. Material output is more than a hundred times greater than before. Furthermore, I've discovered and conquered four planets similar to the Ninja World. There's absolutely no need to worry about resources."
Hearing Yuzuru's explanation, Hashirama and Madara finally understood.
Hashirama couldn't help but say, "To think the power of technology is this incredible. Madara, back then all you knew was fighting and killing. If we had focused entirely on developing technology, maybe everything would have been different."
Yuzuru had once told them that all conflicts arose from a lack of resources. If people couldn't even eat their fill, then even the best system was meaningless. Unfortunately, they realized this far too late.
Madara snorted coldly. "Stop with the hindsight. Hashirama, you're the one whose head was full of nothing but fighting."
Seeing that the two were about to argue again, Yuzuru quickly interjected, "Alright, you two are pretty much the same. Neither of you has room to talk. It's almost time. One hundred thousand elite ninjas are waiting to depart."
Hearing Yuzuru's words, Madara said in displeasure, "Yuzuru, our understanding of 'elite ninjas' might be a bit different. The elite ninjas I'm talking about are powerful experts capable of holding their own!"
Yuzuru nodded. "That's right. They are. Every single one of them meets your requirements. Madara, don't get hung up on this. Their strength is unquestionable. Not a single one of them is much weaker than you were in your prime."
Madara snorted coldly and retorted, "Have you even seen my prime?"
Yuzuru replied calmly, "No, but I clearly know the power of the ninja army under my command. Every one of them possesses the Power of All Creation, and their various Kekkei Genkai combinations are endlessly versatile. Chakra, mental strength, physical stamina... they have absolutely no weaknesses."
Madara was dumbfounded, asking in disbelief, "How is that possible?"
The Power of All Creation was a power he had schemed for decades to obtain. With his immense talent, obtaining such power had been incredibly difficult. How could all one hundred thousand people below possess it?
Seeing Madara's reaction, Yuzuru smiled faintly. "Madara, times have changed. This is the power of technology. I didn't resurrect you two to have you help me much. I just felt that you shouldn't miss out on an event like this. Oh, right."
Yuzuru pointed to Otsutsuki Kaguya, who had been standing silently to the side.
"This is the progenitor of Chakra in the Ninja World, revered by the people as the Rabbit Goddess, Otsutsuki Kaguya. She is the honorary commander of this operation."
Hearing this, Hashirama and Madara exchanged a glance, already feeling somewhat numb. In the brief moments since their resurrection, their entire worldview had completely collapsed. So, even after hearing that Otsutsuki Kaguya had submitted to Uchiha Yuzuru, they merely nodded numbly.
Seeing their reactions, Otsutsuki Kaguya proudly raised her chin.
"Although I don't know why Yuzuru went out of his way to resurrect you two, your power is far too weak. Remember to be careful during the battle later."
Hearing Kaguya's words, Madara and Hashirama's mouths twitched.
Weak...
In all their years of life, no one had ever called them that. Yet, whether it was Otsutsuki Kaguya's identity or the one hundred thousand ninja army below, every single one of whom possessed Super Kage-level combat power...
Calling them weak actually didn't seem wrong.
They could only admit that times had indeed changed!