Uchiha Madara himself did not know how much time had passed. Slowly, he felt the stinging in his eyes fade away. In such a frigid environment, his entire body had somehow been soaked through with sweat.
"Finally." Uchiha Madara removed the black scroll from over his eyes. He discovered that the black scroll had now completely turned white, and all the complex writing on it had vanished.
Uchiha Madara had mastered Absolute Perception, but when he tried to use it, he found that things did not seem to be as expected.
Uchiha Madara looked at Belaque and saw that she had fallen asleep again. Though he hated to disturb her, he still woke her up.
"What?" Belaque mumbled drowsily. "Is it already over? How come you didn't make a sound at all?"
"The last person I saw using it wailed and screamed like a pig being slaughtered." Belaque said to Uchiha Madara with a smile.
"My Absolute Perception seems to be a little different from yours," Uchiha Madara said.
"What could be different about it? Why does a grown man like you have so many issues?" Belaque glanced at Uchiha Madara.
"It's not that I have too many issues. It really is a little different." Uchiha Madara said helplessly. "How should I put it? I think when you and Carter Binda close your eyes, you can perceive things from a great distance away. But when I tried just now, my range was less than half a meter."
"With such a tiny range, I don't need Absolute Perception at all. I can reach that far with my own hands," Uchiha Madara said speechlessly.
"Could something have gone wrong in the process?" Uchiha Madara asked. "Could it be that your scroll ran out of ink halfway through being written, which is why