Uchiha Madara looked at the little bugs. The flames burning on his body had originally been his own golden flames, yet black flames were now burning on these little creatures.
Whenever Uchiha Madara saw black flames, he felt a strange sense of familiarity. What he least wanted was for it to truly be that kind of flame.
"Look at these little animals that were demonized by the Magic Stone. Even the nature of your golden flames has changed. Black flames are burning on them now," Belaque said.
"I just don't know whether your golden flames are stronger, or their black flames are stronger now," Belaque said.
"There's no need to even consider that. I don't believe anyone on your Ezerlan Continent can surpass me," Uchiha Madara said to Belaque with a smile.
"That's what I like about your confidence. You're just like us Dwarves. You have great potential to join the Dwarf Clan. I think that if you had been born on the Ezerlan Continent, your race would definitely have been the Dwarf Clan," Belaque said.
"I don't know whether you're praising me or praising your own race," Uchiha Madara said with a smile.
Uchiha Madara looked at the little bugs. They had gone from blotting out the sky at first to being scattered and sparse now. It seemed there had also been a brutal battle between them and that demonized woman.
"The number of these bugs has dropped drastically. I have to say, that demonized woman's ice field really is quite formidable," Uchiha Madara said.
"You could've guessed that. With so many bugs rushing over, they were obviously going to their deaths. When we go in to retrieve the Magic Stone later, we can take a look at how many bugs died inside the cave," Belaque said.
"But the