Naruto: I Can Take People Through the Ninja World in the Future-Chapter 408: You Really Sold Yourself Out...

Tobirama realized the difficulty in seeking reinforcements.

The issue wasn't who to call, but who could be free from the cause-and-effect consequences of killing Madara.

So, was it possible to just defeat Madara without killing him?

That was more like a joke.

Battles at the highest level almost always involve life-and-death stakes. On this side, Madara from Parallel World 2 wouldn't hold back either. He would definitely attack ruthlessly, and no one could guarantee that no accidents would happen during the fight.

Even if it was theoretically possible, it wouldn't mean much!

If they only defeated Madara without killing or capturing him alive, then as soon as he got a chance to catch his breath, it would be Tobirama and all of Konoha that would be destroyed!

After all, the reinforcements from another world could only stay for a limited time. There was no way they could protect Konoha indefinitely.

As for capturing Madara alive? That might be one solution.

However, it was far more difficult than killing him—at least several times more difficult. Unless someone was at the level of the Rikudou Sennin, there was a possibility of pulling it off.

What about Talk no Jutsu?

Even Naruto, the Child of Prophecy, couldn't shake Madara's resolve with his words. Even Hashirama, his old friend, couldn't persuade Madara to turn back. So who else could be expected to convince him?

Unless they could bring Kaguya or the Rikudou Sennin directly in front of Madara as proof.

But if Tobirama could do that, he would've already been sitting on Madara's head taking a dump!

There was no way this situation could happen!

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"I wonder if Minato could—"

"Are you sure Minato can defeat Madara, who has mastered Wood Release, in a matter of minutes?"

Lux's question left Young Tobirama speechless.

Minato had indeed become much stronger after becoming the Kyuubi's Jinchuuriki. He had even surpassed Tobirama.

However, the gap between him and Hashirama or Madara was still quite large. Previously, he could only rely on the uniqueness of the Flying Thunder God Technique and his combat intelligence to hold his own against Isshiki.

If he really had to face Madara head-on, could he break through the absolute defense of a perfect Susano'o?

Thinking about this, Tobirama could only feel darkness in his heart.

However, he didn't dwell on his confusion for long. Gritting his teeth, he made a decision:

"I understand. Then there's only one option left."

"Sir, please take me back! No matter what, I have to try!"

Seeing that Tobirama had made up his mind, Lux didn't object and immediately took him back to Parallel World 1.

Although they would seek reinforcements, how?

That depended on Tobirama himself.

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Five minutes later.

In Parallel World 2, within the Land of Fire, on the battlefield between Konoha and Kirigakure, outside the vast expanse of a giant forest.

Old Tobirama was almost exploding with anxiety.

He had even started to worry whether his younger self had given up and fled, thinking the situation was beyond saving.

But, upon further thought, that was impossible. He knew himself well enough. No matter what, he wouldn't become a coward!

Wait a minute...

This isn't his fight, right? He's just here to help.

So, even if he ran away, wouldn't that not count as being a coward?

"Damn it...!"

"That bastard, what if he really ran away?!"

"I'm screwed... @#$%&!!!"*

Old Tobirama was cursing when suddenly something hit his head hard.

*BAM!*

It was Young Tobirama, who had just returned at high speed and landed directly on his head.

As soon as he arrived, he heard Old Tobirama cursing him.

How could he not be angry?!

To save this old fool and Konoha, he had already paid a huge price!

He had gone all out, begging and pleading, just to get reinforcements willing to help.

His sacrifice was truly immense!

"Are you even human? How dare you curse me behind my back?"

"You're back?!"

Old Tobirama was overjoyed. Although his eyes couldn't see, he could still sense the familiar chakra.

However, the next second, he realized something was off.

Because, along with Young Tobirama's arrival, there was also a chakra he knew all too well.

Not Hashirama's.

But rather...

Uchiha Madara's chakra!

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"You—!!!"

Old Tobirama exploded!

He almost thought that Madara from Parallel World 2 had broken through and killed him!

"Calm down! This is Madara from my world! Not the stupid bastard from yours!"

Young Tobirama hurriedly reassured Old Tobirama.

The latter finally breathed a little easier, but was still filled with disbelief and wariness.

Meanwhile, Madara from Parallel World 1, who had been successfully persuaded and coaxed by Young Tobirama, simply crossed his arms and observed the surroundings with great interest.

"So this is the world 17 years in the future?"

"We meet again, you... Tobirama, who was supposed to die at the hands of Kinkaku and Ginkaku?"

Madara looked at Old Tobirama and unconsciously let out a sarcastic remark.

It wasn't that he deliberately wanted to insult him.

It's just that in Madara's memory, every Tobirama was trash!

And the fact that Old Tobirama was supposed to die in such a shameful way only reinforced his belief that Tobirama was absolute trash!

"I—!"

Old Tobirama's face immediately turned red with anger.

Being insulted by Madara to his face felt like a deadly torture!

What's more, Madara didn't even do it on purpose. And he couldn't even refute it!

"Enough! I admit he's trash. But now's not the time to discuss that! This Madara is the reinforcement I brought! You two, don't start fighting yet!"

Young Tobirama quickly cut in and got straight to the point.

However, Old Tobirama began to realize something.

"Wait! Didn't you want to bring my brother—?"

"My brother is busy in Uzushiogakure and can't come."

The answer shocked Old Tobirama.

Then, how did Madara agree to help?

Old Tobirama's eyes widened, and he immediately realized something horrifying.

"You... don't tell me you sold out—"