Hokage, The Strongest Uchiha From The Sign-In

Without time to look back, the invisible space-time fluctuations suddenly spread and dissipated with the dragon vein that soared into the sky.

After the silence of Ultimate, only the wind blew, and after the smoke and dust dispersed, the high tower that bound the dragon vein had already turned into ruins.

"Damn it, damn it! Damn Konoha kid, how much effort did I waste here, my dream of unifying the ninja world!"

Kneeling on the ground weakly, An Lushan looked dazed, and didn't notice that a young man in orange clothes and blond hair fell from the sky and hit him hard.

"It hurts! Where is this? Where is Captain Yamato? Where is that bastard Baizu?"

Dark shadows came from far away, Namikaze Minato turned his eyes and felt that the boy in front of him was inexplicably familiar.

"Hanazuki is not here. Look at that forehead protector. Are you also a ninja from Konoha? Don't worry. We are also ninjas from Konoha. We are ordered to investigate the situation in Loulan."

"Eh? Loulan? Speaking of which, I was indeed in a ruin called Loulan just now. I am Uzumaki Naruto. Have you seen Teacher Yamato?"

..............

My consciousness was groggy and my whole body was aching. In a trance, several unfamiliar voices echoed in my ears.

"Who is this kid? The pattern on the mask is a family crest I have never seen before. Is he a spy?"

"Wait, the family crest on the back of this guy is a flame fan! Is he a child from the clan? Whose family is he?"

"This face, a child I have never seen before, anyway, put him in a cell first and make a decision after a thorough investigation."

I only felt that the mask of the three-eyed demon fox was lifted by someone, and the unfamiliar face lifted my eyelids. In front of me, a strange man with long hair and blue clothes and blue robes was startled.

"Hey! Look! Mangekyō Sharingan, this kid has activated Mangekyō!"

The familiar three magatama rotated slightly, and several Uchiha clan ninjas were overjoyed. In such a difficult moment, nothing could be more exciting than a young man who activated Mangekyō Sharingan.

The three looked at each other and quickly brought Kagetsu to the center of the village. When Kagetsu lost the last consciousness, the last word she heard was "weapon".

Time flowed slowly, and it was unknown how long it had passed. When Kagetsu opened his eyes, the dim candlelight and the constant pain all over his body made his veins bulge.

His clothes were wet with cold sweat, and he forced himself to look around. An old man with white hair and blue clothes and robes was trembling with a brush dipped in ink, constantly drawing on Kagetsu's body.

It was as if he was completing a rare work of art in the world, focused and pious, but for Kagetsu, who was regarded as a "work of art", this feeling was not very wonderful.

"Where is this place?"

"Are you awake? This is of course the base of the clan. Being able to speak means that your brain is not injured. Very good."

The old man nodded with satisfaction and drew the last stroke of the regular spell. However, the old man still had no intention of stopping. Instead, he continued to draw the next set of spells.

"No matter who you were before, from now on you are Nameless No. 2. As a weapon of the Uchiha clan, you must live for the continuation and glory of the clan."

"After the spell seal is completed, roll back to the dungeon honestly, and fight for the clan when the clan needs you. This is your destiny and your honor!"

The corner of his mouth twitched. The old man in front of him seemed to have not figured out the situation. It was rare to meet someone who was willing to speak, so he took the opportunity to spy on the information.

"You said weapons? What era is it now?"

The old man was stunned at first, then looked at him with a gloating look, and said with satisfaction.

"Did you really break your brain? That's good. Weapons without memories are easier to control. Now of course it's Sengoku. As a weapon, you only need to remember to defeat our enemies."

" Sarutobi clan, Hyuga clan, and the most annoying Senju clan who are always enemies of our Uchiha clan. Once you meet these ninja clans on the battlefield, you must do your best to kill the enemy!"

"The meaning of your existence is for the prosperity and survival of the Uchiha clan. Don't dream of escaping from here. What can you do as a child who is not yet an adult?"

The old man's smile was full of cruelty, as if he couldn't wait to see Huayue's panic expression.

However, Huayue had a blank expression on his face, glanced at the winding lines of the technique on his body, and spoke coldly and ruthlessly, as if the technique just now was not set for him.

"What is this technique?"

"You have too many questions, brat. Put away your tone and let the weapon know its position!"

Bang!

A punch hit his lower abdomen, shaking the ink and brush beside him. The expected pain expression did not appear on the elegant and handsome little face, and the old man's expression became more and more ugly.

"Tsk, you guys! Lock this brat up with Wuming, and make him suffer if he disobeys."

"However, I remind you in advance that a curse has been set in your heart. If you dare to attack your tribe members, you know the consequences."

The old man made an explosion gesture and left the secret room with a sneer. Several Uchiha tribesmen who opened the three magatama moved Huayue away and threw her into a cold and damp cell.

"A mere brat dares to be so arrogant to the elders of the clan. Hey, let him suffer a little, just as a ceremony to celebrate his becoming a weapon!"

After a round of beatings, the three of them left refreshed, leaving only Huayue lying in the cell with bruises all over her body.

' In the Sengoku era, Nameless No. 2 left a lot of information, but it doesn't mean I will forgive you, bastards. '

In his inner world, Black Nine Tails laughed out loud, with infinite joy.

"Hahahaha! Arrogant brat, your 'clan' is really enthusiastic. Now your face is no different from a pig's head. It's a rare sight."

"Stop talking, I'll deal with you later. Where's the Book of Vermillion Moon?"

Subconsciously looking around, he finally found the silent Book of Vermillion Moon in the depths of his heart.

The originally simple and dim bamboo scroll has turned into a purple wave, slightly illusory, as if it was sleeping after eating.

"You've really made me suffer. If there's no change, don't blame me for burning you like firewood."

After swearing viciously, Huayue turned her head away, her tone calm.

"Kurama, condense the fairy chakra, the sequelae of time and space travel are over, it's time to give these ignorant Uchiha a little shock."

"Finally recovered? Speaking of which, is it okay to let the kid next to you see that mode?"

"The kid next to you?"

After disconnecting, Huayue stood up and looked around. The medical chakra created by the Healing Jutsu instantly healed her face and body.

"Who are you?"