[TL/N: New Book -
Anime Group Chat in a Doomsday World!]
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Rumble!
The massive Wooden Golem loomed over the battlefield, its sheer size causing everyone to freeze in place. Its colossal frame was impossible to miss. Even in the bustling city, where countless people were enjoying the vibrant nightlife, the spectacle caught everyone's attention.
"What is that? A monster?"
"Wait… is that Wood Human Technique?! I've heard of this technique!"
"Run! Run for your lives!"
"Are you serious? You recognize Wood Release: Wood Human Technique but don't know whose technique it is? Obviously, it belongs to Hashirama!"
"Hashirama? Optimus Prime?"
"Optimus Prime? Are you kidding me? That's Hashirama, the First Hokage!"
"If it's Hashirama, why are we running? He's a good guy, not some villain who kills indiscriminately."
"True, but if someone forced Hashirama to summon his Wooden Golem, they must be a terrifying opponent."
Meanwhile, in Alexander's home, a fox raised its head silently, its sharp eyes narrowing as it gazed at the colossal figure on the battlefield.
"That's… him," murmured Kurama.
The fox immediately recognized Hashirama. The memories were vivid—when it had been controlled by Madara, this man had repeatedly subdued it.
"Hashirama!"
"Is he really that strong?" Kurumi asked curiously.
"Very strong," Kurama replied with a resigned tone. "Even at my peak, before I lost half my strength, I wasn't his match. Not even close."
"How many of you tailed beasts would it take to fight him now?" Kurumi inquired further.
"Nine of us—if all nine-tailed beasts combined their strength, we'd stand a chance," Kurama said confidently.
Kurumi exhaled in relief. "Then there's nothing to be worried about."
Her words left Kurama stunned. Watching her leave nonchalantly, the fox turned to Gugalanna, frustration written all over its face.
"Was I just… underestimated?"
Gugalanna nodded silently.
"Damn it!" Kurama' fur bristled in irritation. "That was then! Things are different now! I'm not the same as before! Don't try to stop me—I'm going to settle the score with Hashirama!"
Kurama stomped forward but froze as Gugalanna gave it a blank stare.
"Think it over," the bull said. "Life is good, isn't it?"
"I'm serious! I'm leaving for real this time!" Kurama howled dramatically but remained rooted in place.
"The wind is blowing, the waters are cold. If I fall today, I'll never return!"
Finally fed up, Gugalanna turned and walked away, muttering, "This fox is unbearable..."
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Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Alexander faced the towering Wooden Golem with a resigned sigh.
"It seems this fight won't be easy," he muttered. Reaching into his pocket, Alexander pulled out a small transformation device. The moment it appeared, his body was enveloped in radiant light.
Flash!
Suddenly, a giant figure materialized in the sky—Ultraman Tiga descended, his towering form radiating strength and resolve.
Perched atop the Wooden Golem, Hashirama's eyes widened in admiration as he beheld the glowing figure.
"Magnificent," Hashirama said with a grin. "You've got quite the technique there. Impressive—and stylish, too. But let's see how you fare against my Wooden Golem!"
Hashirama's hands moved in a blur, forming seals.
"Wood Style: Wood Dragon Jutsu!"
With a thunderous roar, a massive green dragon emerged, charging straight at Ultraman Tiga.
Boom!
In mere moments, the wooden dragon coiled tightly around Tiga, binding him in place. Its immense strength left Tiga unable to move.
"This wooden dragon once restrained the nine tails itself," Hashirama remarked confidently. "Its binding power is unparalleled."
But Alexander was not Kurama.
In an instant, Ultraman Tiga's glowing form turned a fiery red. His body transformed into his Power Type, enhancing his strength exponentially.
Tiga grabbed the wooden dragon with both hands, his immense power radiating outward.
Crack!
Under the strain of Ultraman Tiga's 70,000-ton force, the wooden dragon began to fracture.
Snap!
Moments later, the dragon shattered completely, its broken remnants scattering across the battlefield.