The era of the Ōtsutsuki had indeed arrived.
As strange horns appeared on Obito and Kimimaro, their bodies underwent massive changes at this moment.
Nagato, after being forced to use Rinne Tensei, had already collapsed onto the ground. The vitality in him began to dissipate, and his heartbeat had even started to cease. But strangely, a more powerful force was erupting within his body, an extreme vitality and his own death were intertwining.
"Has it finally come to this step?"
At this moment, Obito suddenly looked up, his gaze had changed, and he slowly took off his mask. His face was somewhat twisted and struggling.
The next instant, he directly gouged out the eye from his other eye socket. With the brewing of Yin-Yang Release, a new eye soon appeared in his eye socket.
"An eye mutated from the God tree's power is not as useful as the eye I truly need."
"Hmph, I don't even need to go through so much trouble, but these struggling consciousnesses are truly extraordinary."
Kimimaro, on the other side, also looked up. His expression looked unusually twisted, his gaze swept hatefully towards Takemi.
Then, he looked hatefully into the distance at Takeshiki, who was dealing with the massive Susanoo-clad wooden structure, and then he spoke angrily.
"What a bastard, to still do such a thing even at this point!"
"Takeshiki is a madman, you're not unaware of that."
'Obito' kept taking deep breaths, as if adjusting his state.
"But it doesn't matter. We'll just use the power of this incarnation of the planet's will to quickly complete our revival."
"Hmm, I can't stand the guy inside me either, but we don't have external interference, and we can also wait for Momoshiki to recover."
'Kimimaro' nodded. He glanced at Nagato's location, as Momoshiki would have to wait to recover due to the massive energy loss. Of course, the energy loss upon revival would be significant, but this was good news for them.
Both of them understood each other implicitly, as they were both waiting for their own Path to Godhood.
"Kid, didn't you just say you wanted to see whether power devours will, or will backfires on power?"
'Kimimaro' turned to look at Takemi's God Tree Clone, a cruel smile appearing on his face.
"Your damned tone is too much like Takeshiki, in that case—"
Buzz—
As soon as he finished speaking, Urashiki had already controlled Kimimaro to charge forward, and Isshiki also immediately controlled Obito to attack.
"Then let me show you properly!"
"Heh."
But unexpectedly, Takemi merely smiled calmly. The next instant, the short blade formed from his Truth-Seeking Ball in his hand was abruptly brandished.
"None of you seem to understand your own capacities."
This extremely calm tone and familiar manner, for some reason, made both Isshiki and Urashiki feel as if they were facing Takeshiki.
And the explosive power, in the brief moment of contact, made their expressions change, as they realized something.
"This guy seems even harder to deal with than imagined."
While they were fighting, Black Zetsu, who covered Nagato, slowly receded, and Nagato's Rinnegan also disappeared at this moment.
While Takemi's God Tree Clone was striking hard, Takemi's true body also didn't pause for a moment.
Looking at the giant Susanoo-clad wooden statue and the life aura continuously swirling at the top of the wooden statue, Takemi felt that this era had changed quite a bit.
"This is…"
Madara felt his vitality recovering, and his entire body was constantly undergoing changes. He instantly understood.
"It seems that guy did well, and his target doesn't seem to be just me."
"This is the power of your Rinnegan?"
Hashirama's expression was somewhat bewildered. He also felt his body starting to change, with that strange power constantly swirling around him. He felt as if he had undergone a different kind of transformation, a change from 'death to life,' a state difficult to describe.
"I feel like I'm about to come back to life."
"That's the truth, there's no need to find it strange."
Madara clenched his fist and spoke with extreme seriousness.
"Creation of All Things granted me the Rinnegan. These are eyes that control life and death, and it's these eyes that allow us to revive. However…"
"However?"
"The caster will likely encounter huge problems, possibly even death."
"Then that means…"
"Yes, Takemi has probably dealt with Nagato, or rather, he cooperated with my will to release Rinne Tensei. Either way, it's good for us."
Madara's eyes flickered. Reviving was a power-up for him and Hashirama. Edo Tensei would only lower their combat capabilities. Moreover, Edo Tensei wouldn't grant immortality against an Ōtsutsuki, so coming back to life would naturally be better.
"Looks like you're having a lot of fun?"
However, just as they were excited, they suddenly saw Takeshiki slowly floating up. He faced the towering statue, his expression still unbelievably composed. And his voice, for some reason, made both Hashirama and Madara feel suppressed.
"Very good, it seems both of your spirits are about to revive. But I'm curious, is revival truly a good thing for you?"
As he spoke, a Truth-Seeking Ball had already fallen into his hand, and in the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a golden sword of light. The golden light was dazzling, and suffocating. He looked at the two calmly, smiling leisurely.
"Life and death, in fact, the difference is not as great as imagined. Of course, being alive is not a bad thing in itself, but…"
Takeshiki's eyes narrowed, his starlit eyes erupting with an unimaginable aura.
"Things are not always absolute. For example, when you encounter me, the difference between life and death becomes even smaller."
"Charge!"
Facing such words, both Madara and Hashirama felt an inexplicable suffocation.
Even though Takeshiki hadn't made a move yet, the unease in their hearts had inexplicably amplified to its maximum.
"Madara, give me control, and give me all your Chakra too."
Hashirama immediately spoke in a low voice. The Edo Tensei paper on him was fluttering away, now he was completing his strongest attack before reviving.
"Okay."
Madara did not object this time. He completely handed over control to Hashirama, and also gave all his power.
Under Hashirama's control, the massive Susanoo-clad wooden statue let out a furious roar.
Sage Art: Wood Release: Wood Golem!
Without any reservation, the full power was unleashed at this moment.
The True Several Thousand Hands, clad in a brilliant blue Susanoo, ferociously swung its fists, countless fists wildly heading towards Takeshiki.
Even though these fists hadn't truly hit anyone, the power and the fists, as large as Tailed Beasts, had already stirred up gusts of wind.
"The power isn't bad, but it's a pity."
Takeshiki slightly raised his head, looking at the giant fists whistling towards him, and gently shook his head.
"Such an attack can't hit me."
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his left hand, and the roaring Chakra had already condensed in his hand.
In an instant, he swung it abruptly, and the booming power distorted the space around him.
"This is…"
As soon as Takeshiki made his move, Kaguya within him immediately sensed something was wrong.
That fierce Chakra seemed to be shaking the sky, and his Chakra, at this moment, was like an endless barrage of fists.
Boom—
A series of violent, continuous roars echoed across the entire battlefield, as silver and blue Chakra intertwined incessantly.
The shockwaves generated by the flight and impact instantly blew away everything around them.
Whether it was towering mountains or steep cliffs, they were all like tofu before these tangible shockwaves, instantly shattered into plumes of smoke and dust.
Even the Ten-Tails, under such an impact, let out a painful wail, and its mountain-like body was even sent flying by the fierce bombardment.
The earth was like a block of tofu, continuously collapsing and breaking apart with the Ten-Tails' movement.
"This kind of battle truly inspires fear."
Not far away, Tobirama and Minato, whose bodies were shattered and were being re-repaired, were somewhat speechless.
They watched the thousand-meter wooden statue unleash attacks like hell, seeing the Ten-Tails' painful wails, and Takeshiki calmly dealing with it.
This was beyond imagination. They were all wondering what they should do, after all—
"This is a battle concerning the life and death of the entire Ninja World!"
Tobirama couldn't help but sigh, but no matter what, he wouldn't leave. He had to seriously think about how he could help his older brother.
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