To Uchiha Kazama, the magic these people wielded looked like three little children playing in the mud.
Especially this worthless Genjutsu.
In an instant, immense pupillary power flooded the surrounding space.
A terrifying aura formed a sealed enclosure.
Bzz!
As the pupillary power spread, a pair of Mangekyō Sharingan appeared before the three of them.
The one who had wanted to use Genjutsu to buy himself a little time to escape...
Now could not move his body at all.
"Hey, hey, that trick of yours looks pretty impressive!"
"How about you teach me that, and I teach you how to train your body?!"
"My training method is the most unique in this world!"
Madara watched Uchiha Kazama pin three Holy Knights in place with nothing more than a glance.
For a moment, he became interested in the ability Uchiha Kazama had just used.
The thrill those scarlet eyes gave him, in particular, made even Madara's blood boil.
Bam!
The next instant, a fist grew larger in Madara's vision.
In that brief span, Uchiha Kazama had already dealt with the Holy Knights.
Although they were only reserve Holy Knights, each of them possessed magic with its own distinctive traits.
They had simply taken the wrong path.
They had settled into a life of comfort.
Otherwise, they would never have been this weak.
Of course, none of that mattered to Uchiha Kazama.
What mattered most now was fighting Madara.
After that punch landed, the two clashed again.
By then, Elizabeth and Hawk had finished buying supplies and returned to the Boar Hat Tavern.
Meliodas and his two companions had also arrived.
Watching the two fight, Meliodas felt his own hands itching for action.
"Diane, Gold!"
"You two keep watch over the surroundings. I'll go stop Kazama and Madara's fight."
"We're a team.