The tall man shook his head in disbelief.
“What can one man do against thousands?”
He asked, his voice full of doubt.
“The enemies outside have already found the weak spots in our barrier. It will break in a few minutes.”
Dale didn’t answer right away.
He walked past the red-haired warriors.
He stepped right up to the massive, glowing wall of the village barrier.
“Lady Mito taught me many things during my free time in the Leaf Village,”
Dale said, placing his bare hands flat against the energy wall.
“She taught me the ancient art of Fuinjutsu.”
The Uzumaki warriors looked at each other in confusion.
“You cannot fix this barrier,”
The tall man warned him.
“It is a complex clan secret. Only our elders know how it works.”
“I am not going to fix it,”
Dale corrected him, looking back with a small smile.
“I am going to change the entire pattern.”
Dale closed his eyes.
His fingers suddenly moved in a rapid blur, forming a long string of hand seals.
The god-level space-time seal inside his chest pulsed with a bright, warm light.
Because his body was actively absorbing that ancient seal, Dale had a deep, natural connection to all Fuinjutsu.
It made him a master very quickly.
But he also had a secret weapon that no one in this ninja world had.
He had a modern mind.
In his old futuristic world, he had studied logic, math, and complex systems.
To Dale, the ancient ninja sealing symbols were not just magic.
They were just like computer code.
He didn’t just blindly memorize the symbols like normal ninjas.
He understood the deep, mechanical logic behind them.
This modern mindset helped him learn and create new seals tremendously fast.
Black ink began to spread rapidly from Dale’s palms.
The ink crawled up the glowing barrier like fast-moving vines.
The old Uzumaki patterns shifted.
New, highly advanced formulas replaced them in mere seconds.
The barrier flashed with a blinding, terrifying light.
The color of the giant shield changed from a soft, fading blue to a fierce, solid red.
The tall man gasped and took a step back.
“This is impossible!”
The man yelled in absolute shock.
“You completely rewrote a master-level barrier in seconds! How did you do that?!”
Dale turned around and let his hands drop to his sides.
“I just fixed the errors in the system,”
Dale said simply.
“And I upgraded it. The barrier is not just a shield anymore. It is a weapon.”
Outside the village, the enemy ninjas cheered loudly.
They saw the barrier flash and change colors.
They thought it was finally breaking down.
A large group of enemy fighters rushed forward and slammed their weapons against the red wall.
*BOOM!*
The new seal activated instantly.
Massive, blinding blasts of blue lightning exploded outward from the barrier, throwing dozens of enemy ninjas violently into the air.
The enemies screamed in pain and terror as the wall fought back.
Inside the village, the Uzumaki warriors stared at Dale with their mouths wide open.
They looked at the burning enemies outside, and then they looked at the calm, handsome young man standing in front of them.
Now they understood exactly why the Hokage only sent one man.
The Uzumaki warriors cheered loudly.
They thought they were finally safe behind the new red wall.
But Dale shook his head.
“I am not finished yet,”
Dale told the tall man.
The man looked confused.
“What do you mean?”
The tall man asked.
“A strong shield is good,”
Dale said, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the massive sea of enemies outside.
“But a shield will not make them leave. We have to break their spirit. We have to make them afraid to stay here.”
Before the tall man could ask another question, Dale vanished.
*Pop.*
He used his Blink jutsu and appeared right outside the red barrier.
He stood completely alone in front of thousands of angry enemy ninjas.
The enemies stopped moving.
They stared at him in shock.
“It is just one man!”
An enemy leader yelled, pointing his sword at Dale.
“Kill him!”
Hundreds of ninjas rushed toward Dale with their weapons raised.
Dale stayed perfectly calm.
He raised his right hand and pointed two fingers at the large, charging crowd.
He gathered a massive amount of natural energy and compressed it tightly into his hand.
Bright, blinding blue lightning crackled wildly around his fingers.
The air buzzed with a deafening sound.
“Lightning Style,”
Dale whispered softly.
He had created this jutsu himself.
He used his knowledge of futuristic science and magnetic fields to push his chakra to the absolute limit.
“Railgun!”
*BOOM!*
A straight, terrifying beam of pure blue lightning shot out from his fingers.
It was much faster than sound.
It tore through the ground, destroying the earth and everything in its path.
The massive blast blew away hundreds of enemy ninjas in a single second.
It left a huge, deep, smoking ditch in the battlefield.
The remaining enemies screamed in absolute terror.
“Attack him! Use long-range jutsu!”
The enemy leader yelled in panic.
Giant fireballs, water dragons, and sharp wind blades flew toward Dale from every direction.
*Pop.*
Dale vanished just one second before the deadly attacks hit him.
He appeared safely back inside the red barrier, standing right next to the tall Uzumaki man.
Outside, the enemies’ attacks hit empty air and crashed into each other, creating a huge cloud of smoke.
“What… what was that?”
The tall man asked, his voice shaking with pure awe.
“Hit and run,”
Dale smiled gently.
“They cannot break this new barrier. And they definitely cannot catch me. I will just keep jumping out, striking them, and coming right back.”
The tall man looked through the red energy wall.
The enemy army was no longer cheering or charging forward.
They were completely frustrated and terrified.
They held their weapons tightly, looking around in pure panic.
They were sweating and shaking, too scared to take another step toward the village.
They didn’t know when or where the terrifying lightning jutsu would strike them next.
The tall man looked at Dale’s gentle, handsome face.
Then, he looked at Dale’s cold, dead eyes.
A sudden shiver ran down the tall man’s spine.
“You enjoy this,”
The tall man whispered, taking a step back.
Dale turned his head.
He smiled a very warm, polite smile.
“Enjoy what?”
Dale asked softly.
“Making them suffer,”
The tall man replied, his voice shaking.
The other Uzumaki warriors looked at Dale with wide eyes.
They finally realized the truth.
This young man looked like a gentle angel on the outside, but inside, he was absolutely cruel and evil to his enemies.
He was a monster wearing a human face.
“They came here to kill your children,”
Dale said, his voice completely flat.
“They wanted to destroy your home. Why should I give them a quick, easy death? They deserve to live in absolute fear.”
The warriors felt scared of him.
But as they looked at the terrified enemy army outside, they also felt a deep sense of relief.
Dale was ruthless, but he was exactly the demon they needed to survive this war.
“Where is your leader?”
Dale asked, his eyes scanning the battlefield outside.
The tall man swallowed hard.
“The Uzukage. He is trapped outside. He led a team to protect the civilians who were trying to run away. We lost contact with him.”
Dale nodded once.
“I will be right back.”
Far away from the village walls…
The old Uzukage lay bleeding on the dirty ground.
His clothes were torn, and his body was covered in deep wounds.
Around him, many of his brave men were dead.
They had fought with everything they had to protect the hiding civilians, but there were just too many enemies.
An enemy ninja stood over the old leader, raising a bloody sword.
“It is finally over,”
The Uzukage thought, closing his tired eyes.
He waited for the cold steel to take his life.
CRACK!
A deafening sound of thunder shook the earth.
The Uzukage opened his eyes.
The enemy ninja was gone.
Instead, a young, handsome man was standing in front of him.
Bright blue lightning danced wildly around the boy’s body.
Before the Uzukage could even speak, the boy crouched down and slapped a glowing paper tag right onto his chest.
Instantly, a warm, soothing energy flowed into the old man’s body.
His deep wounds stopped bleeding.
His torn muscles began to knit back together.
“Who… who are you?”
The Uzukage gasped, feeling his strength slowly return.
Dale did not look back.
He just stared at the massive group of enemies running toward them.
“I am Dale,”
He said calmly.
“I am from the Senju Clan of Konohagakure.”
Dale stood up straight.
He pointed his hand at the charging army.
His eyes were completely dark and merciless.
“Lightning Style: Railgun!”
Another massive beam of blue light tore through the air.
The terrifying lightning hit the enemies head-on, completely obliterating them.
The ground melted, and the air smelled like burnt ash.
The enemies were wiped out in a single, cruel second.
The Uzukage opened his mouth.
He had a hundred questions.
He wanted to know about the healing seal, the lightning, and how this boy knew his sister, Mito.
“Wait, young man—”
The Uzukage started to say.
Dale simply placed a hand on the old man’s shoulder.
*Pop.*
The ruined battlefield instantly vanished.
The Uzukage blinked in confusion.
He was no longer lying on the dirty, bloody ground.
He was lying on a soft, clean bed.
He looked around and saw white walls and busy doctors.
He was perfectly safe inside a hospital tent, deep inside the red barrier of his own village.