You Are Too Strong

The colossal statue stood imposingly in the heart of God Valley island, its condensed chakra expanding in all directions like an invisible wave that made the ground tremble under the feet of those present. Hashirama observed the scene from atop the Thousand Hands Buddha, his face impassive.

A sepulchral silence took over the island, only broken by the murmur of voices expressing disbelief and terror. The three World Government agents, suspended in the air, gazed in astonishment at the monstrous wooden figure rising toward the clouds. Their experience and training had not prepared them to face a force of such magnitude.

On solid ground, the pirates watched the scene with a mix of admiration and fear. Some, knowledgeable about Hashirama's abilities, whispered questions among themselves, trying to understand the nature of this new jutsu.

"What is this? Is it a new jutsu from Hashirama? It feels more terrifying than that poisonous forest he creates."

"How tall is it? And all those hands behind the Buddha? Are they just for decoration?"

The questions resonated in the air, without apparent answers. The majesty of the Thousand Hands Buddha was such that it eclipsed anything else on the battlefield.

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On the outskirts of the island, Kaido and Linlin observed the scene with a mix of horror and admiration. As subordinates of Hashirama, both possessed a basic knowledge of ninjutsu. However, what they were witnessing now far surpassed anything they had seen or imagined.

The magnitude of Hashirama's jutsu was such that it defied the laws of nature. A power so immense, so colossal, could only come from a legendary being like the Ninja God.

Kaido, with a furrowed brow and a frustrated grimace on his face, muttered to himself:

"If I had known I could possess such power... I should have dedicated myself to being a ninja."

Linlin, for her part, nodded in agreement, a hint of sadness in her gaze:

"We should have done it earlier..."

Initially, when both set out to sea in search of adventures, their goal was to join the famous Rocks Pirates. However, fate led them to a deserted island where they encountered Hashirama. They witnessed how, with a simple clap, Hashirama made trees sprout all over the island, branching out through mountains, rivers, and every corner of the territory. The scene left them stunned, captivated by the power of this extraordinary being.

From that moment, they became ardent fans of Hashirama, swearing loyalty and following his orders without question.

While Kaido and Linlin were immersed in their reflections, on the island of God Valley, the wooden giant began to move.

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The appearance of the Thousand Hands Buddha had left everyone present astonished. A sepulchral silence took over the island of God Valley, only broken by the creaking of wood and the murmur of voices expressing disbelief and fear.

Suddenly, without warning, the statue moved. Three of its enormous arms flexed and extended with slow movements, as if warming up their muscles for an imminent battle.

A chill ran down Xebec's spine. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he murmured incredulously:

"Hey, hey... you're joking, right?"

"If those hands can move... doesn't that mean the thousands of hands behind him can move too?" Roger reflected aloud, doubt reflected in his eyes.

The others shared his doubts, but none dared to express them. A dark premonition took over their hearts.

In the air, the three World Government agents, transformed into Bakeneko, Fenrir, and Saber-toothed Tiger, began to tremble violently. Even with their mastery of Geppo, they couldn't maintain balance in the face of the magnitude of the power emanating from the Thousand Hands Buddha.

They were neither fools nor idiots. They knew that a single hand from that colossal statue could crush them easily. Without thinking twice, they initiated a hasty retreat.

"Escape?" Hashirama, standing atop the Buddha, watched the agents' retreat with a look of disdain on his face.

"Since you all have taken the trouble to come, stay," he said in a deep and resonant voice. "Do not leave."

Hashirama's words resonated on the battlefield, amplified by his chakra.

A deafening whistle filled the air as the three giant hands, in the shape of an open palm, lunged at the agents at incredible speed. The sound was so powerful that it burst the eardrums of many pirates and marines.

The three agents, finding themselves cornered, decided to give it their all. With a cold snort, they concentrated their Armament Haki and launched a Rankyoku, a wind-based attack that could cut through anything in its path.

Three gusts of wind dozens of meters high roared in defiance, crashing into the giant wooden palms. The force of the impact was such that the palms cracked slightly.

However, the damage was superficial. Thanks to the abundant amount of chakra that Hashirama supplied, the palms repaired themselves in a matter of seconds.

"Impossible! Isn't it broken?" exclaimed one of the agents incredulously.

"So it can repair itself too, huh..." murmured another with an ironic smile.

The head of CP0, unable to contain his terror, screamed hysterically:

"No, it's too late!"

The hardness of the wood and the rapid regeneration of the hands had far exceeded the agents' expectations. They realized they had no escape.

The giant hands caught them easily, as if they were mere toys. The three agents writhed in helplessness as Hashirama addressed them with a serious voice:

"CP0, your power is too great. I cannot allow you to roam free!"

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