Hearing Araki's question, Oyashiro En smiled. When he saw Karatachi Yagura turn his gaze toward him as well, he simply took two steps forward and walked to the middle of the room.
"Although I haven't had time to study it in depth yet, there's no doubt that my genjutsu abilities have been greatly enhanced."
He pressed his palms together, and his pupils turned blood-red in an instant.
"Nightmare!"
An invisible ripple spread outward. The next second, Araki realized that his surroundings had changed.
The bright, spotless Mizukage's office was gone, replaced by a valley shrouded in a faint red mist.
"Welcome to my world... This is Hell Valley, the final place where the Chinoike Clan fell."
Above them, two enormous blood-red eyes hung like the sun and moon, occupying most of the sky.
Oyashiro En's voice came from that lofty place as well.
Still, one had to complain that the name Hell Valley had really been used to death. It seemed that any cramped place with a harsh environment could be called that.
Araki remembered that his first mission outside the village had apparently been to gather medicinal herbs in some so-called Hell Valley on Seven Grass Island.
"This place..."
Karatachi Yagura took a few steps forward and reached out to touch the surrounding rock wall. "It feels quite real."
"That's right. Although this is a genjutsu, everything within it is formed from my Yin Release chakra, so the shaping is realistic enough to pass for the real thing. And under my control, the flow of time here can be altered. Compared to the outside world, it can be accelerated up to tenfold or slowed to one-tenth."
Oyashiro En introduced it rather proudly.
"Hiss..."
Araki clicked his tongue. The more he heard, the more it sounded like an altered version