[Hokage] I'm Madara Uchiha

In the quiet hall, in the middle of a row of coffins filled with flowers, another body quickly shriveled and aged like a withered petal, and then weathered into a gray sand-like thing.

On the left of this coffin is a row of empty coffins, and on the right are three coffins, each of which sleeps a man with a vague face.These are the bodies that he found most compatible with his soul in the past 60 years of wandering in the mainland. They were "consumed" for various reasons, and now there are only the last three.

After that body disappeared without a sound, a certain body in the coffin next to it suddenly opened its eyes, one Sharingan and the other.

Uchiha Madara stood up from the coffin, brushed off the flowers on his long hair and clothes, and strode out of the coffin.

"Time is running out." Looking at the huge life force entrenched in the center of the hall, he murmured to himself as if sighing, and then stretched out his hand in the direction of that force.The life force invisible to the naked eye roared down, enveloping the man.

His body is like a dry sponge meeting hot water, a young sprout meeting spring rain, and the greedy one absorbs this force until the feeling of "alive" pervades his body again.After clenching his fists, neither Chakra nor physical movements are sluggish.

"Ah, welcome back." The man standing against the light at the door couldn't see his face clearly, but his tone was extremely cheerful.

Uchiha Madara turned around, stood on a high place and stared at him, with a cold tone that could drop ice scum: "What are you doing here?"

"Ask your vassals about something small." The man's tone could be described as gentle, "That witch named Soga Yuki, and her successor... what's the name? Suga Weiyang (mio), or Suga Mako? Well, I’ve lived so long that I can’t remember many things clearly.”

Uchiha Madara watched him silently talking to himself.

"The generation from Wu Yuan to Wu Yuanyan was cut off. It's a pity that the members of the minister's family are not here. There are also Pingqun and Deze..." The man counted them one by one, "As expected of our retainers of Yu Mingzheng, how can you ask?" They...don't even talk about it."

"If you have any questions, you can ask me directly." Uchiha Madara narrowed his eyes in displeasure

"No, no, you misunderstood me. I was just thinking, you who let yourself be defeated by a little girl must be because you haven't lost enough things. Only those who have nothing will have the consciousness to try their best .”

Uchiha Madara's face was stern and calm, and four bloodstains were pinched out from the fingertips covered under the long sleeves, "...you are, what do you mean?"

"In order to let you do your best and have no worries, I helped you cut off the last fetters, so don't thank me too much."

Violent Chakra soared into the sky and rushed straight at the man, but disappeared three feet in front of him.Yuming Zhengdingcheng's half-smiling face, under the eyes of Uchiha Madara who seemed to want to cut him into pieces, slowly disappeared into the shadows.

"Work hard, my offspring."

After he left, Uchiha Madara left the hall immediately, broke through the space and came to a shrine.The setting sun was like blood, the weeds were overgrown, and the inside and outside of the shrine was eerily quiet, with a faint smell of blood lingering around the tip of the nose.

In the courtyard of the shrine, the blood of the maids stained the masonry path red, and more than 20 retainers lay on the ground with their own knives stuck in their chests.Kneeling at the highest place, Miko Soga Yuki lowered her head, her body had already lost its temperature.

There was a blur in front of his eyes, and Uchiha Madara swayed, supporting the wall so as not to fall down.His fingers were deeply, deeply embedded in the wall, and the blood slowly stained the whole hand red along the knuckles.

——His Royal Highness Dian Xin.

——I am the Patriarch of Uchiha.

——You are the blood of Yu Mingzheng.You can't change this, even if you chose Uchiha back then, we will never betray you.

I will never betray you.

never betray...

Uchiha Madara couldn't bear it anymore, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Yu Mingzheng Dingcheng stood in front of the huge glass container, looking up at the corpse soaked in the unknown light blue liquid. Numerous tubes were pierced into the skin of the corpse, continuously pumping out cell nuclei and blood to various research warehouses.

"How is your research going?"

"A counterfeit is a counterfeit, not as good as the real one."

There was only one person in the huge experimental room, but two different voices were uttered, one question and one answer.

"We haven't found the body of the 'Real Lord' yet." Calmly reminded.

"So a counterfeit is better than nothing."

"My nephew, didn't he claim to be resurrected with Uchiha Madara's blood?"

"Pluto's means, huh... I haven't seen him for hundreds of years, he has grown a lot." The meaningful ridicule said, "What can be created is nothing but mediocre existence, whether it is life, time or space, it must be included in the container." Why do we have to struggle to survive under these visible shackles? That’s why I want to take another step up and break free from this world... The mystery of the soul is the most shocking and essential thing.”

"Don't forget our purpose. Before we succeed, we should avoid provoking that kind of unpredictable existence."

"If it wasn't for that arrogant woman of Kaguya's bad deeds back then, even Pluto...what could he do to me?" When the man said this, his tone was calm and long, careless, and he seemed extremely arrogant.

At this time, the corpse in the liquid slowly turned over under the effect of buoyancy, and the dull pupils just met Dingcheng's pale face.

"It's so interesting, the cells are exactly the same, and the appearance is only a third of that of Madara Uchiha." Dingcheng asked the question he had been wondering for a long time, "This face turned out to be what he looked like in his previous life."

"Probably because it's not the skin of the bun that determines the variety of the bun, but the stuffing." The tone was smiling.

Dingcheng said coldly: "A boring sense of humor."

"How can a monster like you who loses emotion understand."

Dingcheng skipped this topic, "I found a talent suitable for research, should we recruit him here?"

"Oh, which one?"

"pocket."

"The old department of Orochimaru... a cunning person."

"You can completely suppress it." Dingcheng pressed the red button on the test bench, and the liquid in the container turned light pink.Some of the tubes had touched the fascia as they came out, causing the corpse to convulse, bubbling and bubbling pink liquid. "His talent in research is remarkable, no less than Orochimaru."

"After waiting for more than 1000 years, my patience is about to run out. I really have no interest in dealing with these juniors. After 1000 years, the goal is finally within reach. What an anxious wait...I don't want to do it at all recently It's superfluous."

Dingcheng explained lightly: "I'm short of split|separation skills. I have to pay attention to the layout outside and spend most of my time in the laboratory. I can't keep busy."

"You concentrate on your research, as long as you unlock the seal, no one will be able to stop me... Everything outside will be handed over to Uchiha Madara."

"You just killed his retainer." Ding Cheng was emotionless, but logical.Thinking about it with normal logic, even if Uchiha Madara didn't kill himself with a knife, he would at least make some stumbling blocks.Is it really okay to hand over the battlefield to him?

"Isn't there a few left? Even if we kill them all, it's just a trivial matter." The man's tone was indescribably relaxed and happy, "After all, they are the offspring of Dian Zhao's child, and they are very similar to him. The same soft heart and stubbornness, the same will Judging the situation, occasionally very strange ideas will come up. Just like at the beginning, knowing that killing me is the most correct way, but in the end he chose to use the seal, and for this he lost his own life... Hahahaha! Uchi Bo Ban is similar, no matter how much he hates me in his heart, he will choose to go on according to my arrangement. He is not Yuming Zhengdianyun—he has great luck, how many times he has escaped my arrangement unconsciously." Thinking of a certain With Yun Nitian's halo, the man's voice became a little helpless, and this time he escaped... Forget it, with Uchiha Madara, the role of Yu Ming Masanori Yun will not be so great.

"This is the path he chose, and it is also the only correct path he believes. He takes everything on himself, no matter how many people he sacrifices. Besides, even if he thinks he is wrong one day, unless he has the ability to let him The reincarnation of the six realms, the coming of Hades, or the resurrection of my lovely son will kill me again, otherwise, there is no way to turn back."

Drip, drip, drip...

The iron door opened silently, and the two figures walked down the stone steps one after the other.

"This is the heretic golem?" Dou looked up at the huge statue in the dungeon.The man in the mask continued to walk down, his feet hitting the water and making circles of ripples.

In addition to the heretic golems, there are also unconscious monsters in the dungeon made from the cells of Senjubashima.The Sharingan behind the man's mask showed disgust, and he didn't want to stay here for a moment.The pocket following behind didn't notice it, and looked around with great interest.

At the end of the end, Dou saw what the other party wanted to show him.

——Dense human figures.

The template for these humanoid killing machines is perfect.

"It's amazing! When did you make this?" Dou squatted down to observe, wishing to poke it with his fingers.

"Just doing this will exhaust the Chakra of the Heretic Golem." The man had no intention of answering his question.

Dou didn't mind, and asked with a smile, "Really? How much do you need?"

The masked man's low tone suppressed imperceptible hatred: "About one hundred thousand."

One hundred thousand... Bai Jue.

In order to protect the common homeland, ninja villages who have deep suspicions with each other unite to form a huge ninja coalition.After analyzing the shadows of the five ninja villages, they decided to strike first.

The Fourth Ninja World War has officially begun.

The outpost troops rushed to the target according to the predetermined route, but were stopped by the previous generation ninja reincarnated from the dirt on the way.

"Hagura of sand ninja? Satoshi of iwa ninja?! And..." Momochi Zabuza and Minazukishiro.

"I have no grievances with you." Bai helplessly raised his hand in an attacking gesture, "But I have nothing to do."

Four figures rushed towards each other like sharp arrows, but were blocked by one person.

The third team of the Ninja Alliance, arrived in time!

"Great, it's Kakashi-sensei! We're saved now!" the outpost ninja heaved a sigh of relief.

Kakashi stood in front of the ninja. "Don't relax too early, these are tough guys."

Seeing an acquaintance, Momochi didn't stop, and said calmly: "I didn't expect my opponent to be you, Kakashi."

The silver-haired ninja stared at him, "This is the real world, not where your undead should come."

Tao Di Zabu Zhan: "This is not something I can decide."

Bai hesitated for a moment, then asked, "How is that brat...?"

Kakashi was stunned for a moment, and Momoji Zabuzhan added: "Hmph, he should be famous far and wide after defeating us."

"You said Naruto, he is now a hero in the village, known as the Miracle Boy." Kakashi said, "Because of you, Naruto found his ninja way, and he swore in front of your grave. From then on Since then, he has grown into a steadfast and brilliant ninja."

Bai laughed happily.

In the distance, the hooded man straightened up. "It's almost time for reminiscing about the old days, and the battle...should begin." The man made seals with both hands, and the frighteningly powerful Chakra poured into his body through the formation on the ground, "The next thing is the main action."

Zai Bu Zhan and Bai froze at the same time.No, it's under control! "Kakashi, stop us..."

Kakashi, who noticed the strangeness, led the ninja back to distance themselves.

"Please, Mr. Kakashi, please stop us again!" Please end this undignifiedly driven and forced fight.

Tao Di said in a low voice, "Don't back down, everyone. Please stop me no matter what... I'm already dead."

Disturbing the sleep of the undead... an unforgivable act!

Kakashi straightened his forehead, revealing his red sharing eyes, "Your wish...I have received it."

Bai wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes suddenly went blank.Those who were controlled one step earlier will not cut their hands and make a seal: Ninja·Mist Hidden Art!

A dense fog enveloped the entire area in an instant.The experienced ninjas on the scene immediately formed back-to-back defenses.Kakashi calmly ordered: "The combat squadron surrounds the perception ninjas! The others take cover in a swastika formation at 3, 6, 9, and 12 o'clock respectively!"

All the ninjas took their positions immediately, but the fog was getting thicker and thicker, and even the faces of their companions could not be seen clearly.

"What a thick fog! Visibility is too low..."

"The fog is slowly getting colder!"

"Be careful with the center of the swastika array! That's the blind spot!"

Fingers drew out the shuriken soundlessly, piercing through the thick mist... Bang bang bang bang! "Aw!" "Ah!" "Ahh!"

"They did it!" Kakashi shouted.

Jiao Dun·Steam Kill!

Explosive Escape · Mine Fist!

The rumbling sound resounded across the battlefield, and many rookie ninjas stayed where they were, watching their companions being killed without even touching the hem of the enemy's clothes.

"Do not--!"

Suddenly, from nowhere came the sound of the whining flute, which was low and gentle and continuous.The voice seemed soft, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

The movements of the four reincarnated ninjas became visibly sluggish. ——The person controlled by the reincarnation of the dirty soil, although the personality is sealed, but the five senses are all there, and the senses can perceive the external information through the senses to make appropriate responses.The sound of the flute disturbed their judgment of the battlefield situation.

On the side of the coalition forces, the sound of the flute brought back the warmest and saddest memories in people's hearts. Many ninjas shed tears silently. Their hearts gradually calmed down on this battlefield, and a force as peaceful as sunshine and clear springs soothed them Heart wounds.

The battlefield fell into an eerie silence.

Kakashi recalled in a trance the tragic battle of Kanna Kun Bridge, and his best friend who gave Sharingan to him... Not good! "This is phonic ninjutsu! Hurry up and wake up!"

Damn it!The fifth person has never been found!In the end is the enemy or friend!

The sound of the flute passed through the fog, and the chakra contained in it was like a gentle wind, slowly dispelling the icy thick fog, and then stopped abruptly.

"Excuse me—" The gentle and slightly cramped question broke the solemn silence, "What is this place?"

Sakura lost her voice: "Tayuya?!"

Seeing the strange battle situation through the reincarnated body of the dirty soil, Dou's eyes widened, and then he smiled meaningfully: "It's...unexpected."

The red-haired woman blinked in confusion, and was about to defend herself, when she saw Kakashi, she exclaimed in a low voice, "Master Hatake Minami?"

Kakashi asked calmly: "Who are you and what's the matter."

Although she was puzzled at first, such as why the other party was dressed so strangely and had her hair cut short, and there were so many people behind her, but when she heard the familiar voice, the red-haired woman saluted happily: "I am Lady Ziji's Disciple Erina, it's great to meet you here!"