[Hokage] After losing my memory, I became a super god in the ninja world

The world operates according to certain laws and regulations.

Maybe people living in it will not know this default fact, but there will always be people who know it and use or tamper with it for their own purposes.

Not to mention, that kind of existence is an alien with no empathy.

The snow-white knife flashed, and the blood stains baked into burnt brown by the fire. The black humanoid monster that suddenly broke in was holding a ferocious and rough-looking sword, wearing a military commander's armor on its upper body, and a cold bone spur snaked on its back.

"Fuck-"

With a terrifying and weird sound, the witch's head quickly turned to ashes in the fire. The black monster looked up at the tallest castle tower in the distance. With eyesight far beyond that of ordinary people, it could see the pale face of the Fire Country Daimyo.

It admired the owner of this country with great interest, and thought to itself, indeed, humans are the most malicious to humans, otherwise, it and its kind would not have been born.

He harmed the people of the entire country for his own selfish desires. Should he be said to be bold or foolish?

"..."

never mind. This person is nothing, the most important thing is...

He aimed the knife at the bottom of the altar and drew the blade diagonally. "Come out, Ninja-sama. How about we discuss it?"

A pair of eyes flew straight through the mask, examining it with a penetrating coldness. Then the owner of the eyes quickly glanced at the civilians around him who seemed to be frozen and couldn't see the monster, and made a mark with his fingers.

Seeing this, it jumped down from the stage with sonorous steps, passed through the human body, and came to the front of several people wearing masks.

"It's useless. This place has been blocked by three beings. When we first met, we are the time-traveling army."

The monster said, waving his hand, the altar behind him quickly pulled out cracks. The pupils under the mask suddenly shrank, and Tobirama next to him immediately nodded, indicating that the guess was correct:

That's a space crack.

Space ninjutsu has always been an extremely advanced ninjutsu. Except for my newly developed kaleidoscope, the ninjas only have a few "ideas" under development.

But these cracks are real, and an unknown black aura spreads from them. Under the cold flames, monsters of all sizes that look extremely ferocious are lined up one after another. They occupy this altar, and they are all ready to go. The bones of Bethlehem and the black metal are intertwined, which together create a strange sense of absurdity.

"Boom!"

The brilliance of the moon was obscured by clouds that came from nowhere, and the colors on the horizon became mottled and dirty, as if something oppressive was forming. The leader of the time-traveling army turned his knife diagonally in the distance, and the next second, a strange and so strange wave struck the unknown thing.

"Ah... there are still ten minutes." said the leader of the retrograde army, who was surprisingly easy to talk to. "If you have anything to ask, just ask."

The enemy is strong and we are weak, plus the ordinary people who don’t know what state they are in.

After Tobirama scanned the surrounding environment, the information he just got flashed through his mind. His instinct was screaming to kill the other person, but his reason told him clearly to be patient.

"You are the time-traveling army... plus the glance you just gave to the daimyo... what have you changed?"

Izuna said. At this time, he no longer had the cute and childish expression when he smiled, or maybe, he could only make that expression in front of the only people.

I glanced at him, reached out and took off the mask, "Quan is equal to me."

"Xiao Zhen!"

Seeing this action, Madara couldn't help but let out a low drink. When they discovered that only a few of them were awake, their nerves as ninjas immediately incorporated a condition into their judgment:

Appearance (record).

They all covered their faces completely, and added keywords that may be related to time, so whether the information (face) that is not recorded in the knowledge of this group of extraterrestrial visitors is an operable condition

Therefore, he didn't even dare to call out his name.

Hashirama stood in front of everyone with disapproval, his chakra surged out of him, and he said solemnly, "You are sorry for her, but that's not okay."

Faced with both soft and hard attitudes, the leader of the retrograde army let out a low laugh. The voice was rough with the friction of flesh and blood, and the bones seemed to be broken. As it rose and fell, the cold and ghostly army behind them also laughed at the same time. For a while, the whole altar was filled with unclear emotions, hoarse and embarrassing sounds.

"The sickle and the fan are gifts from the immortal..."

"That scroll seals countless valuable weapons."

"That sword has broken thousands of shurikens."

"The knife was replaced and still well preserved."

"And those two damn Fusangshens, who have waited for thousands of years and are still loved by their master..."

The leader spread his arms and showed the power behind him with malice, "The world is so unfair, isn't it? With a master as talented as you, you can know the key without me saying anything."

"Ah...my master, I just want to save him. He died in a grand ceremony...before I close my eyes, I still don't know what the master I serve sincerely thinks of him."

"And you, I'm here to find you. Xiangping, you also know what kind of abnormality you will have, whether you can remove it or not..."

it's the same.

……

Although I still want to listen, something about it feels wrong, almost crazy. I didn't make any move, I just quietly sent out a mental reminder:

Get your hands on it!

"Shh!"

In an instant, a huge root system belonging to the plant rose up from the bottom of the altar. Hashirama intertwined his hands to form a seal, and under the overwhelming killing intent, the branches of the tree turned into hard and flexible ropes, twisting hard towards the black mist army.

"Fire escape!"

Madara and Izuna used fire escape with the widest range and highest temperature at the same time. The words just mentioned undoubtedly revealed the origin of the retrograde army. In addition, each monster had weapons of different sizes and shapes. They immediately knew that these things should be weapons——

There is no metal that is not afraid of fire. It is supported by trees and helps the fire, "Wind Escape!"

Tobirama took action, chakra spread rapidly, and he quickly targeted the weak points of the army in conjunction with his perception. On the other side, he bit his finger and drew a sealing formation on the ground. Ever since he learned that he would face a "natural disaster" level tailed beast, he became more interested in the sealing technique of the whirlpool.

Although there was no complete technique for sealing space before, after derivation, it can still be tried!

"Do you think you can attack if you can see it..."

The leader said, taking advantage of the situation and swinging his sword. Several people who heard these words were shocked and immediately cut off the chakra, concentrated it on their feet and left the place.

"Boom!"

Sure enough, there was only a sound of blades piercing the air, and a big hole was created where they had just been standing. The monsters in the black mist no longer tolerated it and stepped forward one after another, and the escape techniques they sent out were completely unable to harm them.

Madara narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that his opponent was confidently expressing a threat.

——The threat of love to an Uchiha.

"The temptation ends here."

I threw off the mask and took out the scroll that sealed the two swords and untied them. The big pit in front of you is really happening under your feet, and this pair of Sharingan eyes that can exchange virtual and real can guarantee it.

"Fu Sangshen...the legend of the artifacts from the Kingdom of God becoming spirits. Are you saying that these two swords met my future self?"

I said, slowly taking out the wakizashi and Kota with bright blood lines, "Interesting, you came to save the master, but you told me a lot of things very frankly..."

"In the future, will I help you, or will I kill you?"

The last sentence contained an undisguised desire for hunting, and the hand holding the knife of the leader of the retrograde army couldn't help but tremble slightly. It has led its men through countless timelines, and has seen heroes, heroes, saints, and demons.

It originally just wanted to try to make the [rules] of this ninja continent stronger, but belatedly discovered that it had released an unspeakable existence.

...I know a little bit about why the government of the time wants to "offer" it.

"Fu Sangshen, who has not yet become a spirit..." the leader said, looking at the sky again. The thunderclouds there are rolling endlessly, showing more and more oppression, "It's useless... It's useless."

"So what about it."

The Sharingan quickly rotated into a kaleidoscope triangle. In the transformation of reality and reality, I pulled all the existences I saw into the virtual world. The dark mirror reflected the appearance of the retrograde army, and the leader's armor turned into a metal thing in this world.

They are inherently sharp weapons. Naturally, in a world of "virtual" concepts, they cannot become real things.

"Ah...this is..."

The leader said, surprisingly not too scared. If a human were faced with this situation, their will would most likely be suppressed by the powerful power coming from her. But weapons don't. They are creations lost in the long river of time. There will be no fear, let alone disappointment.

"The time is almost up. Let me see, reinforcements from the government of the time are about to appear."

In this reflected world, the leader's body was chopped into pieces among the flying weapons. They cannot be killed by forces other than Fusangshen, and can only be trapped here, waiting for new forces to appear.

Having information is such an advantage, and the Sharingan's activation time is limited, which naturally gives them room to operate...

"Xiao Zhen!"

The few people who were careful to keep their real names even at this time quickly divided their tasks, resisting the army's counterattack, and at the same time delivering chakra to me.

However, the consumption of the kaleidoscope increased in proportion to the internal resistance. This group of monsters died countless times inside, and were stuck together by the weird "big hands" countless times, and rushed up repeatedly.

No, I covered my eyes that were starting to collapse and thought calmly, there is no such thing as "immortality" for no reason in the world. In addition to the other two forces it mentioned, there must be other things that can restrain them.

Think about it carefully, Uchiha Mabuchi, what are they? Why do they come and why do they “not die”?

Boom!

The thunder in the sky sounded again, and even from a world away, one could feel the oppressive threat. The lightning outside the clouds split open the space. Slowly, a few hands reached out and tried their best to pull away.

"Remove all ninjas and ninjas holding weapons near the altar..."

"It just needs to be prosecuted."

The voices of Tajima and Keiko suddenly came, adding the following words, "The scope of their influence is the altar. Don't worry about the extra civilians. We have uniformed the ninjas and gathered them together. Only Kanfei is left."

...It helped a lot!

"Break off all their weapons!" I covered my eyes and the chakra in my body was squeezed wildly. "One minute left, destroy them here!"

That is the future, and any ambitious being will want to know what the future will be like. I can keep myself from being attracted to them, but what about others? Aren't witches executed by them for their willful behavior?

If you guessed correctly, they should have a better way... They are indeed inhuman monsters!

Without saying anything else, the others quickly left the virtual world and flew to the illegal envoy office where they were confused. The leader's eyes rolled down, "Ah, you are indeed very smart. But at least dozens of people died at the hands of the daimyo this night... Ten minutes countdown... and..."

Do they give real time?

It’s impossible even if you think about it!

"Five...four...three...two..."

one……

"Ahhhhhhhhh, time-traveling army!"

The strange young man who hurriedly jumped down from the high platform was holding a shining golden compass. He has a handsome appearance, wearing a black cloak and a straight military uniform, with a bright red silk ribbon hanging from his ears.

When "One" was about to fall and the space-time inspection surrounded by lightning in the clouds broke through the obstacle, he moved the pointer without any hesitation and heard the inquiry from [Amaterasu]:

"a09, it is determined to violate the history correction procedure and make a second jump."

"Of course! That's my master! Don't you understand yet? The truth and falsehood of this world are fixed later. It goes against history..."

"We are violating history by coming here!"