Hokage, The Strongest Uchiha From The Sign-In

The sky was dark, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. A ray of moonlight penetrated the railings, barely driving away the darkness.

In the cold and damp dungeon, curled up in the corner, the figure with a sense of existence close to zero was almost ignored by Huayue.

"Who are you?"

The figure in the corner did not reply for a long time, as if he did not hear his voice, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Is it so cold?

Subconsciously approached, and could not help but poke, rub, and lick the little hands... Without going to the last step, the curled up figure asked.

"What do you want to do?"

"So you are not dumb, that's good, just now a bastard old man said that I am Wuming No. 2, could it be that you are Wuming No. 1, that is, Uchiha Wuming?"

The girl in front of her with a flat tone seemed to be a three-no, Huayue's eyes rolled around, as if she remembered something.

"So what?"

There was no emotional fluctuation at all, even if Huayue was grabbing the cold little hand and rubbing it, Wuming, who buried his face in his knees, never raised his head.

Seeing this, Huayue was thoughtful, then opened her palm, and dots of azure gathered. The soft ball of light dispelled the darkness and made the scene in the cell gradually clear.

Wuming had black hair down to her waist, and wore a blue dress characteristic of the Sengoku era. The shackles on her feet were not chained, and it was unknown whether they were to restrict her movements or if they had curse marks similar to those used to restrain ninjas.

In the cage, talismans that could absorb Chakra were posted on all sides, and their purpose was probably to restrict prisoners and weapons from escaping.

"We can still meet in such a place, and we are probably destined to meet. Should we go out together and give those unknown guys a little Uchiha shock?"

After a long silence, Wuming spoke slowly, with no emotion in his tone, as if all emotions had been wiped out.

"Just leave alone... I am a weapon, born for the battle of the clan, obeying orders to use ninjutsu and destroying the enemy."

"I will not waver, I will not cry, I will not fail, I will not run away, I will endure pain and suffering until I die..."

"This is my mission, the meaning of my existence, I must abide by it, I...I...I........."

Slightly helpless, Huayue looked around. Living in such a place all the time, even the most cheerful guy will fall into autism.

After thinking for a while, Huayue silently stretched out her hand, touched her head, and said with a smile.

"People are born without meaning and mission. As long as you live, you will encounter good things one day. After leaving here, do you want to go to the dock with me to get some French fries?"

Zheng! The long sword was unsheathed, and the Kusanagi sword in a pure white scabbard appeared from his mouth.

"Although it is disgusting, Orochimaru's ninjutsu to hide things is not bad."

The azure blue flashed, and the form change of Lightning Style Chakra attached to it, slightly touching the fence of the cage.

Whoosh whoosh...

The fire spread, igniting the blade of the Kusanagi sword. Before it spread to the arm, it was attached and assimilated by another Fire Style Chakra.

"The Lightning Style Chidori Sword and the Fire Style Sword together...Okay, it's decided. From today on, I'll call you the Thunder Fire Sword!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The scorching flames dispelled the darkness, and the autistic Uchiha Wuming looked up in astonishment, only to see a white jade-like palm reaching out to him.

"Come, follow me, I'll lead you to fight your way out."

Shocked, puzzled, doubtful, all kinds of emotions gathered on that little face, Uchiha Wuming's eyes dodged, his expression hesitant.

"But...but..."

"Stop nagging, then just leave it like this, just watch by my side."

Without waiting for Wuming to react, after a dizzy spell, the dark red bandage on his wrist had already tied him to the boy who kept speaking inexplicable words.

"What's that sound?"

"The sealed cell, something happened in the sealed cell, could it be that a spy attacked Wuming and the recruiter in the sealed cell?"

"Damn, they actually dared to underestimate the Uchiha clan, hurry up and find them, they should not have escaped far!"

Unexpectedly, when Huayue left the cell, he did not turn around and leave, but stood there, as if waiting for others to appear.

After a while, three adult ninjas from the Uchiha clan hurried over, and when they saw Wuming in Huayue's arms, they immediately understood something.

"You dare to look down on us... You little brat! Just put Wuming down and maybe you can avoid a beating!"

"That sword, did you use this weapon to cut the railing? It turned out to be a famous sword, this sword belongs to me."

"Get back to the cage, as a weapon, the meaning of your existence is to bring victory to the Uchiha clan, this is your fate in Sengoku."

The leader shouted sternly, and the hedgehog head beside him looked at the Kusanagi sword in Huayue's hand, greed in his eyes.

"Want to fight? Come on, try it. Even if I hold this guy with one hand, the Flying Thunder God kunai will be taken away. It won't hurt us even a hair against you guys."

"From today on, I will protect this guy named Wuming. Speaking of which, we still have a score to settle. It was fun to fight you, scumbag!"

Being called a scumbag, the Uchiha ninjas who claim to be adults in front of them had distorted expressions and took fighting stances.

"Show him some power, let this brat know his position, let him taste the pain, don't cut off his limbs, after all, it is a precious weapon to open the Mangekyō Sharingan."

Looking around, seeing that he was surrounded by a triangle formation, Huayue had a blank expression, but his inner drama was quite rich.

'Although I have to teach them a lesson, I don't know if any of these guys are my ancestors. If I kill them, won't it cause me to disappear. '

'Forget it, there are more painful punishments in the world than death. Let these guys feel the malice from another world. ’

With a change of mind, the exquisite and complex strange Mangekyō spun wildly, and the three Uchiha tribesmen with rich combat experience in front of them felt deeply disgusted.

" Fire Style·Phoenix Fire Array Technique!"

With countless fireballs similar to Impatiens seeds lingering around, Huayue smiled coldly, and the world in front of the three people instantly turned into blood red and pitch black.

"Do you think you can block illusions by not looking directly into the eyes? The power of Mangekyō Sharingan will let you experience for yourself what is the deepest despair and what is the real torture."

On the cross of blood and black, the three people were bound with their hands and feet, and their faces were terrified.

"Illusion, it's Tsukuyomi's illusion, we were caught by that kid's illusion!"

"That bastard kid, he didn't look at Mangekyō, what's going on?"

Just as the three forced themselves to calm down, a round of strong and powerful music sounded, and several weird and salty big guys emerged from the darkness.