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Chapter 267 - Similar Troubles

Border of the Land of Fire and the Rain Country.

A rumbling sound echoed through the mountains and forests, even the ground trembled.

Rolling smoke and dust swept in, shrouded in a massive shadow, it was a giant wild boar running.

It came in great fury, its size like a small mountain, plunging headlong into the depths of the forest, dashing bravely towards a certain target.

Suddenly, an orange light flashed, and in a low roar, a giant skeleton of orange and gold rose from the ground, flesh and meridians rapidly filling in, and a half-body giant took shape in an instant, holding a golden thunder hammer in its hand.

The wild boar's eyes were devoid of fear, it was completely enraged, even as the thunder hammer was raised high, it still charged forward without hesitation.

"*BOOM!!!*"

With a loud bang, the shockwave, accompanied by visible arcs of lightning, spread out violently, the intense vibration awakened the sleeping forest, beasts fled, and flocks of birds scattered with a "fluttering" sound.

The smoke and dust slowly dispersed, and the light faded away, two figures stood before the charred Corpse of the wild boar.

"Sorry, Lord Madara, I was a bit heavy-handed." Uchiha Nen scratched his head.

Madara crossed his arms and glanced at the wild boar with half its head gone, shaking his head, "It doesn't matter, no one eats pig's head anyway."

Nen nodded, skillfully took out a Scroll, and temporarily sealed the Corpse of the wild boar inside.

With the hunt over, the two headed home, Shin'yu and Light had agreed to come back for dinner today, and Madara was preparing to cook a big meal.

"Compared to this..." Madara sized up the young man before him, his gaze behind his sunglasses scrutinizing, "You seem a bit distracted, did something happen?"

"This..." Nen hesitated, his thoughts drifting back to the coast of the Land of Whirlpools, rising and falling with the waves.

"I met an old friend in the Land of Whirlpools the other day."

Madara glanced at him, "A girl?"

"Ah, yes." Nen said softly, "There are some things about her ideas that I don't quite understand, nor do I understand the original intention of her doing these things."

Madara asked blandly, "What ideas?"

"She always feels like she owes me something, but in reality, there are no grudges between her and me, what I hate is only the Hidden Leaf Village High-Ups, that dark political struggle is disgusting, which is why I followed Grand Uncle to leave there."

Nen explained, "But she doesn't owe me anything, and I've never blamed her, even though she is the granddaughter of the First Hokage, but a girl, there's no need to take all the responsibility on herself."

"What?"

Madara suddenly turned around, frowning slightly, "The person you're troubled by is Hashirama's granddaughter?"

"Yes, her name is Tsunade, she was my senior when I was still in the Ninja Academy." Nen nodded.

"We carried out several missions together, she saw my Wooden Style and secretly investigated the past of the High-Ups, but she didn't expect to investigate my father's affairs, in order to prevent the village from doing anything drastic, she took advantage of the night..."

Next, Nen briefly recounted his past with Tsunade.

Madara was silent for a long time, the frown on his brow slightly relaxed, "Hmph, that's just how their clan is, self-righteous."

"Yet so unfathomable..."

Nen asked, "Lord Madara, what do you think I should do?"

"I can't give you good advice on this kind of thing, because I still retain the same troubles as you." Madara looked up slightly, the sunlight filtering through the trees, casting dappled light and shadows on his face.

He opened his collar in front of Nen, and beside his firm pectoral muscles, a pale face bulged out, with clear features and tightly closed eyes.

Nen's eyes widened instantly.

Lord Madara said expressionlessly, "This is the end of me and Hashirama. Perhaps this is the correct solution, but it is definitely not suitable for you."

Just then, the surrounding forest shadows stirred, and the sound of the wind was mixed with a chilling aura.

Lord Madara and Nen looked at each other at the same time, a sharp glint flashing in their eyes.

"...shushushushu!"

Shuriken shot from overhead, completely covering the retreat of the two, piercing through the forest and striking leaves, like a gray lead rain.

Orange light flowed instantly, and a huge skeleton stood in the field, steadily protecting the two in the center.

Clang clang, sparks flew everywhere.

The skeleton slowly solidified, and the orange Skeleton rose again. Nen looked up slightly, his scarlet eyes already capturing the figures of all the attackers.

He raised his hand to form a seal, and his palms slammed together.

"Wooden Style: Silent Killing Binding!"

A strange wave spread from his body, and the plants and trees in all directions shook gently, and the flow of breath within them became much lighter.

Noisy exclamations immediately came from the bushes above!

Under the influence of the Wooden Style Chakra, the trees within a hundred meters were controlled by Nen, and countless vines were drawn from the stumps, and the branches and leaves grew wildly, entangling and binding the attackers.

Because this move was unexpected, most of the attackers did not react, and were strangled into rice dumplings by thick wooden vines. Only three agile enemies dodged the vines in time and became fish that escaped the net.

But what awaited them was—

The back of the Susanoo bulged slightly, quickly forming a round, huge cannon barrel, locking onto their direction from afar.

Chakra was condensed like a whale swallowing and drinking, and in the roaring thunder, a thick pillar of lightning shot out, and the golden light illuminated half of the forest!

Divine Tool: Thunderclap Takemikazuchi.

The dazzling lightning swept across, instantly blasting two figures to pieces. When they fell to the ground, they were already charred corpses and fragments.

Nen ignored the last "survivor" because Lord Madara behind him had disappeared.

He drove the wooden vines to converge towards the center on his own, trapping all the enemies together like wrapping rice dumplings.

"Die, Wooden Style: Tree Binding Burial!"

His hand seal changed, and the tree vines tightened at the same time. Accompanied by the crisp sound of bones breaking and miserable screams, the stumps bulged, the branches grew, and finally intertwined into a huge ancient tree, completely sealing all the enemies in the big tree, cutting off their breath.

"Susanoo! Wooden Style! Who are they! Is the Hidden Leaf Village hiding such a trump card?!"

The last person's face was pale, completely frightened.

In just a moment, their elite squad was almost completely wiped out!

No, not almost!

A breeze flashed in front of him, and a figure appeared silently. He subconsciously waved his knife, but a big hand like steel pliers clasped his throat tightly, and his strength loosened.

"Damn it... when did this happen..."

Lord Madara easily lifted the man's body. Although he was nearing his twilight years and no longer possessed his former glory, his skills were still unmatched by these ants.

He lowered his sunglasses with his other hand, and as the scarlet Three-Tomoe Sharingan reflected in the attacker's eyes, the opponent's gaze immediately turned dull, ceasing his struggles.

"Speak, who are you?" Lord Madara asked indifferently, his tone authoritative.

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