Chapter 1: Little Hashirama and Little Madara Join Forces
Boom!
A straight punch landed directly on the ground, collapsing dozens of meters of earth in an instant.
A violent surge of force spread outward, forming an invisible blade of wind that shattered all surrounding obstacles into fragments.
Thick clouds of dust billowed in every direction, but in the blink of an eye, three black figures rushed out from within.
Though the three stood apart in different positions, two of them fixed their eyes firmly on the same figure.
"Lord Mizukage!"
Several shinobi of Kirigakure looked anxiously at the figure ahead.
None of them had imagined that such powerhouses as Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama would actually join hands to deal with a single person.
Where was the pride of being strong? Even though they greatly acknowledged the strength of their Mizukage, facing these two men, also known as monsters—Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama—they could not help but show worry on their faces.
"Yuto, no matter what, you will not leave today."
Senju Hashirama pressed his lips together slightly, his expression complicated as he spoke.
Though they belonged to different villages, Hashirama held deep respect for Yuto.
The end of the Warring States era owed a great part to Yuto's strength.
But precisely because of this, the hard-won peace could not be allowed to be broken by anyone. With this thought, Hashirama's eyes grew increasingly firm.
Not far from him stood another silent figure—Uchiha Madara.
Recalling Yuto's words at the recent Five Kage Summit, Madara fell into silence.
"What is true peace? The method of distributing the Tailed Beasts is nothing but utter foolishness!
Only by unifying the entire shinobi world, making all shinobi belong to one nation, will wars naturally cease.
And even if the Tailed Beasts are divided, what then?
Would the Five Great Villages ever stop fighting just because of a mere Tailed Beast?"
...
Madara's gaze sharpened. Yuto's words indeed merited reflection. But even if such a day came, it would not be Yuto to achieve it—it would be Uchiha Madara!
Looking at the two before him, Yuto twisted his neck and revealed a trace of helplessness.
He had known sooner or later he would become their enemy, but he had not expected it to come this quickly.
Truly, one should never flaunt themselves—growing quietly was the true path!
That fool Hashirama might always act simple-minded, but when it came to killing intent, he was shockingly decisive.
"Little Hashirama, Little Madara, do you two really want to fight me? You should know you cannot kill me. Be careful—if you lose, then your newly founded Konoha will become my territory."
Yuto shouted at the two in front of him, his face full of mockery.
"Hmph, shameless boasting!"
Madara let out a cold snort, completely ignoring the childish nickname of "Little Madara."
"Yuto! Today, neither of us will let you leave. If you escape, the entire shinobi world will inevitably fall back into war."
Senju Hashirama spoke in an exceptionally firm tone.
Hearing his words, Yuto curled his lips. That guy Hashirama was too stubborn, and since they belonged to different camps, it was inevitable their visions of peace would clash.
Yuto's peace and Hashirama's so-called peace were bound to be in conflict.
"In that case, let us resolve everything through battle!"
Yuto spoke lightly. This fight could no longer be avoided.
If it had been only Hashirama or Madara coming alone, Yuto was confident no one could stop him.
But against the two of them together, battle was the only path left.
"System, display attributes!"
Yuto recited silently in his heart.
[Ding—
Name: Yuto
Affiliation: Kirigakure
Main Mission: Unify the Shinobi World
Abilities: Ajin Template (Immortal Body), Mutant Black King (Sebastian Shaw) Template]
This was Yuto's attribute panel—simple and direct, yet the foundation of his survival.
In truth, even now Yuto did not fully understand this system.
The moment he crossed into the Naruto world, Yuto had obtained the Ajin template. By relying on the immortality of the Ajin and the ability to summon ghosts, Yuto had risen to the position of Mizukage within less than three years.
After becoming Mizukage, the long-silent system suddenly made a sound again, granting him the abilities of the Mutant Black King.
What followed needed no explanation. Taijutsu had no effect on Yuto, ninjutsu was equally useless, and coupled with his immortal body, Yuto could be considered invincible.
This was why his reputation in the shinobi world faintly surpassed even that of Hashirama and Madara.
When facing Hashirama or Madara, people could at least sense their relative strength. But when facing Yuto, all they could feel was fear.
No matter how they attacked, not a trace of harm could be dealt to him—imagine the shadow that left in their hearts.
Others did not understand, but Yuto knew well that he was not truly invincible. The Black King's energy absorption and release were indeed formidable, but he had two fatal weaknesses.
The first was that the energy he absorbed had an upper limit. Yet Yuto never worried about this, since in all his battles so far, no opponent had ever pushed him to even one-third of that limit.
The second weakness was fatal—against spiritual attacks, the Black King had almost no resistance.
And in the world of Naruto, spiritual attacks meant genjutsu.
For now, Yuto could only be thankful that no one had discovered this flaw.
Because of his immortal body, every time he died his spiritual strength increased slightly. This allowed him to ignore ordinary genjutsu entirely.
As for high-level genjutsu users, they usually lacked physical ability. Once they faced Yuto, they would be killed instantly before even having the chance to cast illusions.
This was the true reason why, up to now, no one had uncovered Yuto's weakness.
However…
Yuto lifted his head, his eyes secretly glancing toward Madara's direction. If that man were to unleash genjutsu, he might indeed be in real danger.
(End of Chapter)