Uchiha Madara looked at the opening in the middle of the room. He had originally thought the building rose floor by floor, but it turned out to lead directly downward.
Moreover, that smell of viscera was coming from below.
What was down there? Uchiha Madara imagined many possibilities. Could it be an arena? A slaughterhouse? Or something used for sacrifices? Otherwise, there would not be such a smell.
He continued downward and arrived at a platform. An empty corridor led to the stairs ahead—another staircase descending below.
Uchiha Madara looked around and said with a smile, "If such an empty corridor has nothing placed outside, then there's only one explanation: the inside must be packed full of things."
A pale blue glow slowly spread over Uchiha Madara's body. A small Susanoo in its initial form appeared around him, enveloping him.
Like that, Uchiha Madara slowly walked toward the end of the corridor. Just as he reached the halfway point, countless small holes appeared in the surrounding walls, firing innumerable hidden arrows.
The arrows whistled through the air as if they had eyes, all shooting toward Uchiha Madara.
In the end, every arrow struck Uchiha Madara's Susanoo.
Uchiha Madara continued onward at an unhurried pace.
After walking a little farther, the ground beneath his feet suddenly vanished. Beneath it stood long, sharp broken swords, planted upright.
Many black monkey corpses hung upon them.
If someone fell in, there would be only one outcome: death by a thousand blades through the heart.
Uchiha Madara reacted instantly. With a leap, he reached the area near the descending staircase in a single step.
Now Uchiha Madara was increasingly certain that all of this had been made by humans. This small island must have once been inhabited by humans, and for quite some time.
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