Uranus

Despite not being at his peak power, Hashirama refused to admit it. With a slight smile, he extended his right hand and pointed his middle finger towards the sky.

At the same time, the sound of wood creaking resonated across the island. Under everyone's astonished gaze, the thousands of colossal arms of the Buddha also rose and pointed their middle fingers towards the sky.

The alliance watched the scene in silence, unable to believe what they were seeing.

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In Mary Geoise, the Gorosei's room was in a state of agitation. The Five Elders watched the projected image before them with expressions of anger and fear.

"What is he doing?" the bald elder with his sword said. "Imu-sama, shoot quickly! Hashirama is doomed."

Imu remained silent, observing the image with a cold and impassive look. His red eyes shone with an intensity that seemed to penetrate the future.

"Hashirama... you should never have existed," Imu said in a voice devoid of emotions. His coldness was palpable.

Just as Imu's voice echoed in the room, an unexpected movement occurred in the projected image. Hashirama, along with the Thousand-Handed Buddha, raised their middle fingers to the sky in a defiant gesture.

The Five Elders were stunned for a moment, unable to believe what they were seeing. Hashirama's audacity had left them speechless.

Even Imu could not avoid showing a look of strangeness.

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The dark clouds covering the Island of God Valley stirred violently. Countless black lightning bolts began to form within them, and a colossal shockwave of energy exploded, sweeping across the sea area where the island was located.

Without warning, 16 dazzling rays of white light fell, like the wrath of the gods, pierced through the dark cloud and headed towards the enormous Buddha.

"Wow!" exclaimed a member of the alliance, eyes wide. "What a powerful breath!"

"Come on, let's attack again!" shouted another, motivating his companions.

"Hashirama definitely won't be able to withstand this," murmured a third, with a mix of fear and hope.

The alliance watched the scene with a mix of tension and determination. They knew that victory or defeat depended on this crucial moment. If they won, they would live to tell the story. If they lost, they could all die on the island.

Suddenly, Newgate noticed something. "Wait," he said, activating his Observation Haki. "The red torii doesn't seem to be functioning properly."

The white shock force that suppressed him activated in his hand, and he directed it straight towards the red torii that contained him.

With an explosive sound, the red torii that had been pressuring Xebec, Roger, Garp, and the others dissolved into a cloud of white smoke.

"Alright!" exclaimed Xebec, standing up with renewed determination. "Now we just have to focus on delivering the final blow. Whether we win or lose, it all depends on these lasers."

Shiki smirked ironically. "As expected of the 'Ninja God.'"

'Such a strong person has his own goals. Maybe I should follow my own path.' Newgate said nothing, but inside he had already made a decision.

Roger, despite the gravity of the situation, couldn't help but smile ironically. "Don't get depressed, captain," said Rayleigh, placing a hand on Roger's shoulder. "Since those Elders have taken action, everything is settled."

Kong, for his part, could not hide his excitement. "Phew," he thought. "I didn't expect the World Government to have such a lethal weapon."

Sengoku, still lying on the ground, let out an involuntary sigh of relief. "Luckily this will soon be over," he thought.

Garp and Zephyr said nothing, but the expressions of relief on their faces were evident.

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"Hmm? How interesting," said Hashirama with a look of surprise as the white lasers streaked across the sky. He had not anticipated that these rays would be composed of natural energy compressed to such an extreme state.

However, the surprise did not weaken him. With a quick and decisive movement, Hashirama clapped his hands in a resounding applause. Chakra emanated from his body with frantic force, enveloping him in a golden aura.

A deafening whistle filled the air. The thousands of colossal arms of the Thousand-Handed Buddha moved in unison, lowering their middle fingers and clenching their fists tightly.

Imbued with Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki, the Buddha's fists launched towards the sky at a dizzying speed.

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