Senju Tobirama was dumbstruck.
He was certainly no fool!
Seeing every major Ninja Clan—even Tsunade—join the Uchiha camp, he knew his prized pupil must have committed some heaven-offending outrage. Still, he burned with resentment.
Anyone but the Uchiha!
"Monkey!"
"What in the world have you done?"
Fury and frustration erupting, he roared at Hiruzen Sarutobi.
Yet, faced with that...
Even the slow-witted Senju Hashirama finally sensed something amiss: "Tobirama, are you saying everyone over there is from our Village?"
"Big brother, only now you notice?" Tobirama was speechless.
Hiruzen Sarutobi's face was ashen.
He opened his mouth to defend himself, then sighed in resignation. "Orochimaru, begin."
"Mm, gladly." Orochimaru nodded, smiling. "All right, everyone."
"Chat time's over—let's not keep Lord Jin waiting."
"Honored predecessors, it's showtime!"
The moment he finished.
With a rapid string of seals, the multitude of reanimated champions surged toward the opposite side.
Tobirama was so angry he could vomit blood.
Unbelievable!
His own student ignored his teacher's grilling; the proud Tobirama itched to smack the old monkey dead.
"Monkey, you—"
Before he could unleash his tirade, his body shot straight toward Uchiha Jin.
Hashirama's face darkened.
Watching the Village he cherished torn apart hurt him more than anyone.
But seeing everyone—even his granddaughter—betray Konoha, he knew Hiruzen as Hokage must have committed unbearable blunders.
Therefore.
Clapping his palms together to summon the Birth of the Trees, he shouted toward Uchiha Jin.
"Descendant of the Uchiha, take heed!"
"Though this body can only wield seventy percent of my strength, it's enough for Sage Art: True Thousand Hands!"
"I don't know the jutsu's weakness myself, so I can't guide you there."
"Be careful!"
Rumble!
As Hashirama spoke, a vast forest erupted from the ground; his speed rocketed as he charged Uchiha Jin.
"Wicked Uchiha!"
"But—fine!"
"Since little Tsunade chose you, I'll tell you my technique's flaw."
"Seal us quickly!"
Though Tobirama glowered, being ignored by Hiruzen told him his chosen successor had likely failed spectacularly.
So.
No matter how much he despised the Uchiha, he pinched his nose and aided Uchiha Jin!
'Water Release: Water Shockwave!'
With his seals, a sea surged forth alongside the rising forest, crashing toward Uchiha Jin.
In response.
Uchiha Jin's eyes sharpened.
Facing the brothers' onslaught, he unhesitatingly opened his Mangekyo and manifested the complete-body Susanoo.
A hundred-meter black colossus towered at the gates of Old Konoha.
'Fire Release: Majestic Demolisher Flame!'
In an instant.
A meteoric fireball slammed down, becoming a sea of flame; colliding with Tobirama's sea, it sent vast clouds of steam skyward.
The next second.
Hashirama's fist smashed the Susanoo, spider-webbing cracks across it.
"Hey, not bad!"
"This complete Susanoo is almost on par with Madara's."
Hashirama laughed foolishly.
Hearing that, Uchiha Jin's mouth twitched.
Worthy of the God of Shinobi!
His complete Susanoo cracked just from taijutsu.
'Water Release: Water Severing Wave!'
As Jin mused, Tobirama struck.
Then.
A razor-thin jet of high-pressure water lanced from his mouth, slicing through the very cracks Hashirama had opened.
Almost instantly.
The Susanoo shattered!
Uchiha Jin stared, stunned.
Incredible!
He had already overestimated the two Hokage, yet found he had still underestimated them.
Even in these imperfect bodies, they were formidable.
But it made sense!
In the original work's Fourth War, Tobirama's Water Severing Wave could slice the God Tree's roots.
At that thought, his Mangekyo spun wildly.
The broken Susanoo re-knit; he drew its great sword.
Boom!
One slash tore the earth.
The brothers dodged, and Hashirama clapped his palms together.
'Sage Art: Wood Release: True Thousand Hands!'
Under Orochimaru's control, a titanic Buddha dwarfing the Susanoo appeared, battling Jin's colossus.
In moments.
Pressure on Uchiha Jin soared; even without the Top Transformed Buddha, this Hashirama was beyond him.
Meanwhile.
Just as Tobirama prepared another strike, Shisui stepped forth, Mangekyo glaring.
"Another Mangekyo?"
Tobirama's mouth twitched.
Though forced to fight—and even secretly help the Uchiha—seeing yet another Mangekyo stoked his inner fury.
But alas.
As he moved, Fugaku stepped up, Mangekyo gleaming on his left.
"What the—"
"Another one?"
"Is this era insane?"
At the sight of Fugaku, Tobirama truly broke.
In the Uchiha's normal days, each generation had at most one Mangekyo; Madara's era had been the peak with Madara and Izuna.
But now?
Three pairs had already been revealed!
"Second Hokage, my apologies!"
Shisui drew his short sword, conjured six clones, and charged Tobirama.
"I'm annoyed too, but watch out, kid."
"I'm using Flying Thunder God!"
With that, in a blink.
Tobirama vanished.
Fugaku said nothing; his Mangekyo whirled.
'Heavenly Drought Sun—thirtyfold!'
Unable to track Tobirama, he blanketed a ten-meter radius with the genjutsu.
The next second.
Tobirama reappeared inches to Fugaku's left.
Cold sweat drenched Fugaku.
Had he not unleashed his Mangekyo instantly, he'd likely be dead from a Kunai.
'Eight Trigrams Seal—Lock!'
Without hesitation, Fugaku pulled out the sealing scroll Tsunade had given him.