[Hiroki]: Hello, Madara Uchiha.
That brat had actually used his own power to attack him!?
Though it sounded slow in the telling, from Madara launching his Genjutsu to Hiroki defending, reflecting it, and then infiltrating in reverse, the clash within the mental world had taken less than a second!
On the external battlefield, everyone only saw Hiroki's body sway slightly, while Madara Uchiha, inside the distant Susanoo, let out a muffled grunt of suppressed pain!
Madara made his judgment in an instant.
Conventional Genjutsu attacks were ineffective against this brat.
Overwhelm him with spiritual power by force? The other party seemed to have used some bizarre method to divert the attack.
He could not kill him.
At least on the mental level, he could not kill him anytime soon.
Then—
The towering fury in Madara's eyes actually subsided in an instant. Replacing it was an even deeper—calm.
He had experienced too many battles. He had not been invincible from the very beginning, either. Especially before that man, Senju Hashirama, died, he had always been suppressed by him, constantly made to taste defeat.
Now, there was merely one more brat capable of surpassing him in the field of Genjutsu—
Since he could not destroy him, then he would try to—understand and persuade him.
This was the only path left.
Almost the instant Hiroki's "hello" echoed in his mind, Madara did not choose to expel this "virus" immediately. Instead—he proactively opened the deeper layers of his mental world to Hiroki.
"Boom—!"
Hiroki felt as though an invisible force had seized him, dragging him down into an even deeper space in an instant.
The surroundings were no longer the clamorous battlefield in the Land of Water.
Instead, there was—an endless, tranquil starry sky.
A gigantic red moon, radiating a gentle glow and bearing