Beneath the endless dark void stretched a flat, barren land that extended infinitely into the distance.
Across the earth, vermilion torii rose rapidly from the ground, spreading endlessly in connected rows. Complex incantations were carved into their vermilion pillars, glowing faintly like fragments of embedded stained glass. Blue-glowing butterflies fluttered lightly through the air.
Above them, a multicolored Mangekyo pattern quietly rotated and spread across the sky. It resembled the interlocking gears of a machine, dazzling and bewildering like a kaleidoscope, as though countless cold eyes were gazing down upon the earth.
Izuna reached out and touched a blue-glowing butterfly that flew past him. Like a phantom, his fingers passed straight through her body.
His eyes told him that the butterfly was there.
But the sensation in his body told him there was nothing there.
The Mangekyo in his eyes spun rapidly, almost smoking, yet he could not find the slightest flaw.
This was
"Genjutsu?" Izuna asked in a low voice.
"No!" Tobirama denied. "It isn't Genjutsu!"
His own Chakra showed no signs of abnormal interference. It was more like—
"Flying Thunder God!" Tobirama said. "We've been teleported away, and..."
Tobirama swept his gaze across the surroundings and said in a deep, incredulous voice, "There are Flying Thunder God Marks everywhere!"
Hashirama and Madara exchanged solemn glances before looking toward Chiri.
They had been caught off guard and dragged into this bizarre space in the blink of an eye. That meant the enemy was far more terrifying than they had imagined.
The four of them watched Chiri as if facing a formidable enemy.
Azure lightning leaped across Chiri's hand, forming a blade of lightning. Lightning arcs danced like silver snakes, crackling as they struck the ground. Lifted by the rising radiance, her entire body slowly floated upward before moving to