"Killed by Hashirama?
Coming from your mouth, why does that sound so unbearably grating to my ears?
Even trash like you managed to survive after facing Hashirama, yet I was supposed to die?
Do you think I deserved to die? Or do you think that I am not even as good as a piece of trash like you?"
When Madara heard Kakuzu say that he had been killed by Hashirama, the deeply wrinkled, aged face instantly turned cold.
Objectively speaking, there was nothing wrong with that statement.
After all, everyone from the era of the ninja villages believed he had been killed by Hashirama.
In truth, he had indeed been killed by Hashirama once.
But once those words came from Kakuzu, someone who had also survived after fighting Hashirama, the problem immediately surfaced.
"…"
Looking at Madara, whose expression was grim and whose killing intent surged sky-high, Kakuzu felt absolutely awful.
Sure enough, the stories about the legends of the shinobi world were not exaggerated in the slightest.
Anyone who got entangled with the Uchiha never seemed to end well.
If the Uchiha hated you, they would go to any lengths to kill you.
If the Uchiha liked you, they would sacrifice you to awaken their eyes.
Didn't Madara and Izuna only awaken the Mangekyo Sharingan after killing someone important to them back then?
"Forget it. Why should I waste my anger on trash that isn't even worth a grain of sand?
No matter what, the fact that you survived after facing Hashirama is undeniable.
As long as I kill you, in a sense, it will be equivalent to defeating Hashirama once more!"
Just a moment ago, his killing intent had been overflowing. In the next instant, a faint smile appeared on Uchiha Madara's face.
"...."
Seeing this, Kakuzu felt even worse.
Is that really how comparisons are supposed to work?
As expected, the Uchiha were a bunch of utterly unreasonable lunatics.
"You like money so much, believing it will never betray you, don't you? Very well.
After you die, I'll bury these one hundred and fifty million ryo along with you. Consider it a return gift for the negligible help you provided when I fought Garp."
As Madara's words fell, the three tomoe within his crimson Sharingan began to rotate slowly.
"Damn it!"
The moment Kakuzu learned that the man before him was Madara, his nerves had already been stretched to their limit.
The instant the Sharingan began to move, he flashed backward without hesitation.
"Water Style: Water Dragon Jutsu!"
Before Black Zetsu and White Zetsu could make a move, the torrential rain in front of them rapidly gathered into two water dragons, which opened their jaws and lunged toward the pair.
"Your ninjutsu… makes me very uncomfortable to look at!"
With the appearance of the water dragons, the slight easing in Madara's expression vanished, replaced once more by a heavy gloom.
Water Dragon Jutsu…
Back then, although Izuna had died to the Flying Thunder God Slash, it was precisely the appearance of Water Dragon Jutsu that gave Tobirama the opportunity to execute that decisive strike.
"Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame!"
Whether it was due to his advanced age and declining body, or because Madara simply looked down on Kakuzu from the depths of his heart, his hand seals were not fast, one could even describe them as slow.
One seal per second.
By the time he finished forming them, Kakuzu had already fled over a hundred meters away.
"So what if you're Uchiha Madara? You're nothing more than a leftover from the Warring States era.
After being ravaged by time, even if you managed to survive, you are nothing but a living embarrassment."
Catching sight of Madara's seal speed out of the corner of his eye, the panic in Kakuzu's heart suddenly eased quite a bit.
Only then did he realize that he had been intimidated by Madara's reputation, causing him to overlook a crucial fact.
Uchiha Madara… was old.
Whether it was the wrinkles on his face or the speed of his hand seals, everything was telling him that the Ghost of the Uchiha had become a relic of the past era.
"I dared to fight even Hashirama at his peak. What do I have to fear from a mere relic of a bygone era!"
Kakuzu's retreating speed abruptly slowed.
Once he realized that Madara was already old, not only did his fear vanish, a thought even arose in his mind, killing Madara with his own hands.
This was one of the three great powerhouses of the Warring States era.
Back then, just seeing his back was enough to send Kakuzu fleeing in terror.
But now, he was nothing more than an aged old man.
However, in the very instant Kakuzu's steps slowed, Madara completed his hand seals and exhaled.
Like monstrous waves surging up from a vast ocean, flames erupted and instantly evaporated the surrounding rain, carrying terrifying heat as they swallowed Kakuzu whole.
"…Damn it!"
Kakuzu's pupils contracted violently as he instantly crushed that dangerous line of thinking.
Madara might be old, but his might still remained…
Killing a rogue ninja from Takigakure like him was still no different from crushing a chick to death.
"Earth Style: Mud Wall"
Madara's Majestic Destroyer Flame didn't just evaporate the rain pouring down from all directions, it also evaporated Kakuzu's fighting spirit.
He no longer dared to linger, retreating while erecting an Earth Wall.
But even a wall of earth heavily mixed with rainwater was instantly destroyed when faced with Madara's jutsu, which poured forth like a raging sea.
"'Lightning Style: False Darkness!"
"Fire Style: Searing Migraine!"
"Wind Style: Pressure Damage!"
Seeing the overwhelming sea of flames rushing toward him, Kakuzu had no choice but to stop.
Four masked Earth Grudge Fear monsters emerged from his back, simultaneously unleashing fire, lightning, and wind release techniques.
Boom!
After first being blocked by the Earth Wall and further weakened by the rain from all directions, Madara's Majestic Destroyer Flame still, amid a massive explosion, incinerated Kakuzu's three release techniques and continued to surge toward him with terrifying momentum.
"Water Style: Water Dragon Jutsu!"
On the brink of sheer terror, Kakuzu could only use Water Release once more, gathering the rainwater into a massive water dragon that tangled with the raging flames, the two annihilating each other.
After being resisted by five ninjutsu in succession and further weakened by the unceasing rain of the Land of Rain, the single Fire Style jutsu unleashed by the aged Madara was finally barely stopped.
This crushing, overwhelming disparity felt painfully familiar, plunging Kakuzu into despair once again.
Back when he attempted to assassinate Hashirama, it had been like this. And now, being hunted down by Madara, it was exactly the same!
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