The third generation Hokage sent Danzo to jail at the beginning

What happened? The memory ended with a blood-red dragon-shaped light, followed by darkness.

Uchiha Madara's spirit seemed a little confused.

The bat monster stepped forward and chuckled, "Ban Sang, as the saying goes, he who knows the current affairs is a hero!"

Chapter 192 I think you are not willing to accept my toast

Uchiha Madara's spirit gradually solidified in the evil energy, and the confusion in his reincarnation eyes receded like a tide, replaced by the familiar arrogance and contempt.

How much time has passed?

Did Obito and Black Zetsu surrender?

Useless things!

"Hahaha, you know what's happening?" Madara's rebellious laughter made the evil flames stagnate. "Just like you bastards, you think you're qualified to negotiate with the Uchiha?"

"Mr. Madara, it seems you don't intend to surrender." The bat monster spread its wings and flew close to Uchiha Madara, looking at him with its chin down. "However, I believe that the various torture instruments here can definitely pry open your mouth."

It's really like a tiger being bullied by a dog!

Uchiha Madara raised his hand and clenched it, but the Susanoo that should have appeared instead dissipated into a fiendish green flame. Madara frowned slightly and lowered his head to examine his translucent spirit form.

It is obvious that Uchiha Madara is far from the level of the Six Paths Sage. In his spirit form, there is very little he can do.

"Hahaha, our Burning Legion's technology is amazing, right? The fel fire is specially designed to roast souls! Right now, you are suffering the pain of purgatory every second!"

The bat monster laughed triumphantly, then pointed to the crimson Warring States armor on the side.

"Soon I'll stuff you into that armor and make you serve the Legion as the Lich King of the Ninja World! You'll suffer this pain for eternity!"

The bat monster waved his hand, and the green evil fire on the ground turned into chains that wrapped around Uchiha Madara's soul.

Burned by the evil fire, Uchiha Madara's soul let out a painful wail.

"Hahahaha...is that all you can do?"

He suddenly raised his head, and although he was clearly in a state of extreme embarrassment, he still had the arrogance to look down on the world and said stubbornly, "Nothing more than that!"

Big Ben Obito stood in the shadows, his Sharingan trembling slightly. He saw the fragments of Madara's soul peeling off, but he still held his back straight.

Old man, old man, I didn’t expect you to be so strong-willed.

I will remember you.

Obito turned his head away and no longer looked at Uchiha Madara.

The crimson armor rose up without wind, and under the stimulation of evil energy, the armor automatically decomposed, revealing the dense spikes inside.

"If you don't accept my toast, you'll be punished!" The bat monster's ferocious face was close at hand, and its foul breath sprayed on Ban's face. "Then don't blame me for being rude!"

Madara's voice was hoarse with pain, and his spirit body suddenly burst out with a dazzling blue light, and actually crashed into the spiked armor!

How can a proud soul be manipulated by the devil!

Even if my soul is torn apart, I will not surrender.

He's going to blow himself up!

The fel flames and blue chakra collided violently, shaking the entire space. The bat monster flapped its wings in fear and retreated: "Madman! Are you going to be reduced to ashes?!"

The blue light of the spirit was expanding, and the green evil fire on the ground was burning fiercely.

In Uchiha Madara's last consciousness, there was only the excruciating pain of tearing his soul apart and the resolute will to self-destruct.

"Hashirama!!!"

This cry seemed to penetrate the boundary between life and death——

"Hey! Madara!"

A familiar voice made Madara's eyes snap open. What he saw was the open lid of a wooden coffin and a face with a silly smile. Sunlight streamed down from behind the fool, gilding his black hair.

This was a large open space, and right in front of him was Hashirama Senju, who looked at him with a confused look on his face, tilting his head.

"Madara, you bastard..." Hashirama scratched his head, his smile a little awkward, "What's wrong?"

Madara subconsciously raised his hand to block the glaring sunlight, only then realizing he had regained his physical form. The dust of the Impure World Reincarnation flowed between his fingers, and the familiar chakra filled his body.

"Hmph, it's okay, I just want to kill you." Madara sneered, stepped out of the coffin, and stepped barefoot on the soft soil.

He didn't plan to tell Hashirama what happened before.

He looked around.

The naturally insidious Senju Tobirama was standing not far away with his arms folded, his face full of vigilance.

In the distance, four monkeys' shadow clones maintained some kind of barrier. Uchiha Madara had come into contact with the young Sarutobi.

The red-orange barrier should be the Four Red Yang Formation.

On a tree further away, there is a little monkey with lava on its body looking at this place.

Uchiha Madara raised his chin and said proudly: "You have already won. Are you summoning me to humiliate me?"

"Uchiha Madara! A loser should have a loser's attitude!" Senju Tobirama was extremely dissatisfied.

Hashirama gave his brother a look that said, 'Shut up and don't make me beg you.'

Only then did Tobirama give up.

Hashirama smiled and said, "Madara, I think we can work together."

Uchiha Madara sneered: "Talking about cooperation in a place like this?"

There are barriers all around to protect himself, and he is afraid that if he refuses, this Senju Tobirama will send him away immediately.

If Tobirama could listen to his heart, he would immediately answer: What else?

However, the Hashirama that was talking to Uchiha Madara at this time was the one who, as the victor in the Warring States Period, would have agreed to Madara's suicide with a kunai.

"Monkey, Tobirama. Please remove the barrier."

"Tsk, big brother. Don't trust him!" Senju Tobirama said dissatisfiedly. "Uchiha Madara is not worthy of trust!"

"I say, remove this barrier!" Hashirama said loudly with the authority of an older brother.

The next sentence should have been: Madara is no match for me now, it doesn’t matter.

But Hashirama remembered what Tobirama and Monkey had told him.

"Brother, if you really want to do this... please use some tips on how to talk to Uchiha Madara."

Ah, speaking skills?

Tobirama sighed: "I'll be the bad guy."

This is the red and white face.

"Hashirama-sensei...don't say lines like 'I don't want to kill you'."

I was just expressing my thoughts back then! I really didn't want to kill my spots!

Sarutobi Hiruzen: Uchiha Madara would understand it as 'I can kill you at any time.' Then he would get angry and would definitely defeat you.

Thinking of this, Hashirama decisively ordered: "Tobirama, Monkey. You go back first! I will negotiate with Madara alone! Madara will definitely not attack the village!"

The barrier of the Four Red Yang Formation disappeared.

Senju Tobirama and Sarutobi Hiruzen left silently.

Uchiha Madara's eyes were complicated, and his stern face softened: "Hashirama...you are so naive."

He recalled the past.

Back then, the Senju family and the Uchiha family had a deep hatred for each other, but it was this innocence that moved me to put aside the hatred and establish Konoha.

"Didn't we agree to build an ideal village together?"

"Can't we just skip it like before?"

I won’t mention what happened later, it was just another unexpected event.

In the end, Hashirama chose to kill himself for the sake of the village.

"I want to protect our village... no, my village."

"I will not let anyone who threatens the village go, whether it's my brothers, friends, or children."

"Hashirama... you're putting the cart before the horse."

Memories churned in my mind.

Hashirama, you bastard...

Hashirama tilted his head, and seeing Madara's expression changing, he couldn't help but ask, "Madara, what are you doing?"

Chapter 193 Uchiha Madara is not popular

After a long time.

Uchiha Madara finally spoke.

"Hasilama, you saved me once."

Hashirama was stunned: What happened?

Before his soul exploded, he was pulled over by Hashirama.

He escaped the disaster by accident.

Madara did not explain the moment when he was on the verge of death, nor did he mention the painful struggle in the evil flames.

He simply tilted his head slightly, letting his fluttering hair hide his fleeting emotion: "It's not important."

He raised his chin and looked past Hashirama towards the Hokage Rock in the distance: "Just tell me, after defeating me, you went to so much trouble to summon me. What do you want to talk about?"

Hashirama's expression suddenly turned serious, and his hands unconsciously clenched: "Actually... I don't want to leave the ninja world."

The first generation said with a firm look in his eyes: "Madara, do you want to protect this place with me? Just like we agreed back then."

Madara snorted coldly: "Humph, you don't plan to escape to another world with your precious village?"

"I'm no longer needed." Hashirama shook his head, his smile warm and relieved. "The new leaves have already grown into towering trees. Where the leaves dance, the fire also—"

Uchiha Madara interrupted Hashirama impatiently: "Stop, stop, stop. Don't tell me about the Will of Fire. I'm tired of hearing it."

Hashirama scratched his head awkwardly: "Ahahaha, anyway, Konoha doesn't need my protection anymore! I think I can do what I want."

A breeze blew by, raising a cloud of dust.

Madara was silent for a long time, and finally sighed softly: "Okay."

"Huh? Madara, what did you say?" Hashirama didn't react for a moment.

"I say." Madara turned around and looked directly at his former best friend. A glimmer of life flashed in his eyes made of dirty earth. "I can join forces with you again."

Hashirama smiled in surprise: "That's great!"

Hashirama Senju stretched out his hand and looked at Uchiha Madara with anticipation.

Uchiha Madara looked at that hand. The hand that had pierced his chest, the hand that had held his when he founded Konoha. Time seemed to overlap in this moment.

After a moment's hesitation, Uchiha Madara slowly raised his arm.

After many years, the two old enemies and close friends faced each other again.

A ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds, casting a golden halo on the clasped hands.

Since I have decided to work with Hashirama again.

Uchiha Madara immediately betrayed Obito.

"My subordinates, Uchiha Obito and Black Zetsu, should have defected to the Demon Army."

Hashirama had also heard of Uchiha Obito's name and was shocked: "Obito, this born villain, is actually a guide! I will take his head off when I see him!"

Uchiha Madara nodded slowly: "I also have an aerospace ship that can be used as a base for us. I have three scientist-type subordinates on it, so it should be of some use."

Uchiha Madara wanted to show his worth. In addition to his bravery, he also had a considerable family fortune.

"Um... Madara." Hashirama said a little embarrassedly. "Scorpion, Obiru, Shennong and the others... had already surrendered to Konoha when we started fighting."

"……Um?"