"Kyoka Suigetsu, Complete Hypnosis."
Madara's body froze completely.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at his perfectly intact hands, which had never formed any hand seals.
Then he raised his head and looked at the white-robed boy, who had somehow walked right up to him and was watching him calmly.
An icy chill shot up his spine to the crown of his head.
From beginning to end...
I was caught in his illusion?
Even the thought of using a forbidden technique, and the movements to activate it, were illusions he planted in me?
What level of illusion was this?!
Even the Mangekyō Sharingan couldn't see through it?! Couldn't even detect it?!
"All right, playtime is over."
Liuyu raised his right hand and lightly pressed his index finger against Madara's forehead.
"I'll take whatever value you have left."
"Don't worry. I won't kill you."
"I'll just have you..."
"Leave the stage for a while."
Dark purple light burst from Liuyu's fingertip and surged into Madara's body!
"Aaaaaah-!!!"
Madara let out an agonized scream, his body convulsing violently.
He could feel the immense vitality and power of Yang Release created by his fusion with Hashirama cells being brutally extracted from his body!
The fundamental Yin Release chakra contained in his eyes was being forcibly stripped away as well!
Even...
His indomitable soul, which had fought against death for so many years.
It, too, was sealed and imprisoned by an irresistible force, dragged toward an endless, dark abyss!
"No... I, Uchiha Madara... cannot... end like this..."
The last vestiges of his consciousness sank into cold darkness.
Madara's head drooped limply.
The tubes connected to his back snapped apart, inch by inch.
The Demonic Statue of the Outer Path gave a mournful cry of defiance. Its movements stopped completely, and all its eyes