Naruto: Fire-Release system

Chapter 174: "What Are You Waiting For? Just Make Your Move!"

Even Hashirama's authority couldn't save Tobirama this time.

Madara was determined to kill him.

Tobirama's Flying Thunder God technique brought him close to Madara in an instant.

But against Madara's supreme reflexes and foresight, it was futile.

With a swift motion, a black rod extended from Madara's palm, stabbing toward Tobirama.

To an outsider, it seemed as though Madara could predict his opponent's every move. The rod pierced precisely where Tobirama would reappear, leaving no room for error.

The split-second contest was decided, and once again, Madara emerged victorious.

"Damn it!"

Pinned in place, Tobirama struggled, but it was futile.

To be captured repeatedly—and by the one he loathed the most—was a humiliation beyond words.

All his powerful forbidden techniques, designed to counter Madara, had proven utterly ineffective.

"You always rely on ambushes and tricks in your battles."

"Even now, you haven't changed, Tobirama."

Madara's voice was cold and filled with disdain as he stared down at Tobirama.

"Coming from you, that's rich!" Tobirama spat back.

"Perhaps, but fate has clearly favored me over you."

With that, Madara ruthlessly slammed Tobirama to the ground, driving a black rod through him to pin him in place.

"To be honest, I've wanted to do this for a long time."

"You killed Izuna. Even though this doesn't bring him back, it's still satisfying."

Madara stepped on Tobirama's head, his voice dripping with contempt.

"Tsk…"

Hashirama, witnessing his brother being trampled, suppressed his anger.

"Madara, all of this—your resurrection—your so-called peace—is it really worth it?"

"Our time has passed, Madara."

Hashirama's voice was calm yet firm, trying one last time to reason with his old friend.

"I am merely finishing the work you failed to complete."

"This world is sick, Hashirama. It needs drastic measures."

"This... is the only way."

Madara's tone softened for a moment, but his resolve remained unshaken.

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"Did you come up with Infinite Tsukuyomi on your own?"

Tobirama, pinned to the ground, spoke up. Despite his dire state, his voice carried a sharp edge.

"Do you truly believe this is a cure?"

"You think I need your approval?"

Madara shot back, his frustration evident.

"Yes, this world is full of contradictions."

"People crave peace yet revel in war. To protect something, they inevitably sacrifice something else."

"In this flawed reality, only my dream—a perfect dream—can bring true peace."

Madara's rhetoric was unwavering, his conviction unshakable.

Tobirama, however, saw it differently.

"Your ideas may sound plausible…"

"But your dream is nothing more than an illusion!"

Tobirama suddenly spat several senbon at Madara, his aim precise.

"You never change, Tobirama. Always resorting to underhanded tactics."

Madara deflected the senbon with ease.

"I think it's time to end this."

Madara pressed his hand to Tobirama's head, preparing to destroy his soul with the powers of the King of Hell.

"Uchiha Yi! What are you waiting for? Do something!"

Tobirama yelled desperately, his gaze locked on the silent figure standing behind Madara.

Uchiha Yi had been quietly observing, his expression unreadable.

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"Hmm?"

Madara finally noticed Yi's presence and turned to face him.

"You're here to stop me, aren't you?"

There was no hostility in Yi's demeanor, leaving Madara uncertain about his intentions.

"Why would I stop you?" Yi replied, his smile calm and unreadable.

"Good," Madara said with a hint of relief. "If you had, I wouldn't hesitate to kill you."

"Why are you saying this?"

Tobirama's voice was filled with anger and disbelief.

"If you don't stop Madara, what are you even doing here?"

"Simple," Yi said, his tone casual.

"I'm waiting for him to kill all of you. Then, when he's exhausted, I'll kill him and take control of the world myself."

"What do you think of my plan?"

Yi's smile was unwavering, but his words were like daggers.

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"Madness!"

"Every single one of you Uchihas is insane!"

Tobirama's composure cracked as he muttered to himself, visibly distressed.

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"Madara, I won't let this happen!"

Hashirama stepped forward, his expression resolute as he activated Sage Mode.

This wasn't a fight he expected to win, but he wouldn't stand by and do nothing.

"Hashirama…"

"You're no longer a match for me."

"If you insist on standing in my way…"

"Then I'll gladly show you why I'm the strongest."

Madara's voice carried a grim finality.

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The battle was over before it began.

In a blur of movement, Madara appeared behind Hashirama, driving a black rod through his chest.

"You've grown weak, old friend."

"Let me put an end to this pointless struggle."

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Turning back to Yi, Madara's eyes burned with anticipation.

"Before I usher in the new world, let's see if you're truly as strong as you claim."

"Don't disappoint me."

Yi's calm demeanor didn't waver as he responded with a faint smirk.

"You'll regret challenging me, Madara."

The stage was set for their clash—a battle between gods that would decide the fate of the world.

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