Hell Amusement Park. Basara bought a ticket and entered.
Here, he could not attack Tongtong, nor could Tongtong directly attack him.
They had to follow specific rules to win; that was the defining trait of scene-type Shikigami.
But Infinite Tsukuyomi was a custom-made scene, so its rules were impossible to predict.
Since he was here, he might as well make the best of it.
Basara strode forward.
"Hehehehe..."
In the sky, floating balloon heads tracked Basara with their gazes, occasionally letting out eerie laughter.
Basara glanced at Tongtong behind him from the corner of his eye. "My Chakra exceeds yours. Keeping me trapped in this scene consumes an enormous amount of Chakra every second. Whatever tricks you have, bring them out. I don't have time to waste with you!"
"Play that..."
Tongtong stretched out her little hand and pointed at an amusement ride in the distance.
Rotating Centaur.
A massive turntable had several ropes connected to half-human, half-horse creatures.
Basara looked at the faces of the "half-humans," frowning as he muttered, "Tan-shiki, Jiu-shiki, Du-shiki... These clansmen were clearly still alive before I arrived. At the Heavenly Council, I ordered all clansmen not to take a single step out of Takamagahara until our clan officially executed the Great Lord God. Even in Takamagahara, the Netherworld's reach cannot extend there. Then... are these Tan-shiki, Jiu-shiki, and Du-shiki from other spacetime realms? Forget it."
Basara asked, "How do we play?"
Tongtong said, "Sit on one..."
Swish! Basara moved cleanly and decisively, flipping onto Jiu-shiki's horse back.
"Hehe..." Tongtong smiled and floated onto Du-shiki's horse back.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
An enormous amount of Chakra was instantly drawn into the vortex centaurs!
Basara estimated, "It absorbed roughly the amount of two Ten-Tails from me. The brat lost about the amount of one Ten-Tails..."
Tongtong said, "Hehe,