Chapter 261 The Misleading Impact
Chapter 261 The Misleading Impact
As two coffins, each inscribed with the characters "One" and "Two," roared up from the ground, the Third Hokage's pupils constricted, and he unhesitatingly threw out several shuriken! He never expected that Orochimaru would possess this terrifying forbidden technique that desecrated the dead!
We must not allow this unknown powerful being to be summoned; we must stop it immediately!
"Sword Shadow Clone Technique!"
Dozens of sharp shuriken swarmed towards the coffin like a bee, yet these attacks only left shallow scratches on the wooden surface. The next moment, the two coffin doors slammed shut, revealing the figures standing stiffly inside: a man in a red robe with long black hair reaching his waist, and another solemn, cold-looking man in blue armor with silver hair.
The moment the Third Hokage saw their faces clearly, his breath almost stopped, and even his fingertips trembled slightly. The people before him were none other than Hashirama Senju, the founder of Konoha and the First Hokage, and his younger brother, Tobirama Senju, the Second Hokage who developed countless forbidden techniques!
As consciousness gradually returned, Tobirama Senju looked down at his body, which was made of dust. As the developer of the technique, he immediately understood his predicament.
"Is this... Impure World Reincarnation?" I never imagined I'd be manipulated by a technique I created myself.
Hashirama Senju looked gently at the aged Third Hokage opposite him. Although time had changed his appearance, he still recognized him at a glance.
"Long time no see, Monkey." His tone was tinged with a hint of emotion. "I didn't expect that even you have gotten so old."
"First Generation Master... Teacher..." Hiruzen Sarutobi's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement and heartache.
Hashirama didn't directly respond to the Third Hokage; instead, he turned to his younger brother. "Tobirama! See? I told you long ago not to develop such dangerous techniques!"
"Brother, now is not the time to talk about this!"
Tobirama calmly interrupted him, turning his gaze to Orochimaru, who was controlling everything behind him. "It seems you were the one who summoned us. What an impressive young man, to have mastered this technique."
Orochimaru licked his lips with his long tongue, revealing a sinister smile, and his hands began to form hand seals again!
"That's not all, Sarutobi-sensei! The 'surprise' I've prepared for you doesn't just include these two!"
Immediately afterwards, accompanied by an ominous tremor, the third coffin slowly rose from the ground! On the coffin lid, a clear "four" was engraved!
Hiruzen Sarutobi's heart sank! Recalling the "one" in the First Hokage's coffin and the "two" in the Second Hokage's coffin, a terrifying thought flashed through his mind—could Orochimaru have even... taken Minato's remains?!
However, a shocking change occurred! When the third coffin was halfway up, it seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, began to tremble violently, and then suddenly sank back into the ground and disappeared!
The unexpected failure of the procedure left everyone present stunned.
"Did you fail?" Hashirama looked at the Third Hokage, his tone seemingly relieved. "It seems you only have the two of us to deal with now."
"No," Tobirama frowned, sensing the residual fluctuations of chakra. "The technique itself didn't fail, but rather it generated rejection after 'taking effect.' Judging from this reaction... it probably tried to summon a soul that 'doesn't exist in the Pure Land.'"
"It doesn't exist in the Pure Land?!" Upon hearing this, the Third Hokage abruptly raised his head, his emotions suddenly becoming extremely agitated, his voice even bordering on irrationality, "Second Hokage! What do you mean by that?!"
Faced with the Third Hokage's unusually strong reaction, Tobirama was somewhat puzzled, but he still calmly gave an explanation.
"It's very simple. The essence of Impure World Reincarnation is to forcibly summon a soul that rests in the 'Pure Land' to the mortal world and bind it to the body of the sacrifice. But just now, the spell was clearly successfully activated, but the summoning process was forcibly interrupted... The only explanation is that the soul of the target that the spell was trying to summon was not 'in' the Pure Land at all."
He stated the most likely conclusion: "In other words, the dead who should have been summoned... has a high probability that is still 'alive' to this day."
Upon hearing the Second Hokage's calm analysis, the Third Hokage's expression changed drastically, and all the color drained from his face in an instant.
He staggered, his once upright posture hunched over, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and deep pain, as if he had aged decades in those few seconds.
Orochimaru, standing to the side, was initially stunned after receiving an authoritative explanation from the jutsu's creator. Then, his body began to tremble slightly, unable to suppress the shocking revelation.
"Heh heh...hahaha...hahahaha!" Orochimaru let out a twisted, exhilarating laugh, his snake-like eyes fixed on his teacher who had aged instantly. "Sarutobi-sensei! It seems that the perfect successor you once recognized has ultimately been utterly disappointed in you! So that's why...no wonder that organization's ideology is peace..."
"However, let's leave the reminiscing and speculation here."
As soon as he finished speaking, two kunai wrapped with strange runes appeared in his hand, and he accurately pierced the back of the neck of the First and Second Hokage's reanimated bodies!
The moment the talisman merged into his body, Hashirama Senju's previously gentle gaze suddenly became empty. He seemed to be struggling to issue a warning with his last remaining consciousness: "Monkey... the power this body can bear... is limited... be careful..."
His words came to an abrupt halt, and his entire expression seemed to be controlled by invisible threads, completely losing its luster and becoming like an exquisite doll.
Tobirama Senju, standing to the side, also had a dimmed gaze, having lost all his intelligence and transformed into a pure killing machine.
Seeing his two revered predecessors, whom he regarded as gods, being manipulated and toyed with in such a humiliating manner, the Third Hokage's last vestiges of hesitation and tenderness were utterly severed. He forcibly suppressed the immense shock and chaotic emotions brought about by the news that the Fourth Hokage might still be alive, and slowly raised his head.
At this moment, the affection between master and disciple was gone from his eyes, replaced only by determination and killing intent. His gaze passed over the two empty shells and locked onto Orochimaru, who wore a smug smile behind him.
"First Generation Master... Teacher... I'm sorry."
He murmured softly, and then it was no longer a teacher admonishing his disciple—he slowly clasped his hands together, and a massive amount of chakra began to gather around him like a lion awakening, roaring.
Instead, it was an incompetent teacher who...purged the house of a traitor!
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