Just then, a breeze blew by, Shin'yu's eyelids fluttered slightly, but his breathing remained steady, and he didn't open his eyes immediately.
"You brat, trying to eavesdrop on our conversation, huh?" Madara glanced over indifferently, a hint of a smile flashing in his heterochromatic eyes behind his sunglasses.
Hikari put her hands on her hips, immediately looking puffed up.
Shin'yu sighed helplessly and had to open his eyes, clearing his throat to change the subject, "Oh dear, my dear nephew is quite interesting, actually inheriting the power of the Wooden Style..."
"Wooden Style? Heh, Tobirama is quite capable." Old Madara was indeed drawn in, "Transforming at the genetic level, besides your 'Mahoraga', only he has such incredible technology."
"It's just a pity that to understand his experiments, it would take us an unknown amount of time, which is why we need those professionals." Shin'yu selected a juice, inserting the straw with a "click."
"Putting aside everything else, your ability to win people over has improved by leaps and bounds in recent years." Madara chuckled lightly, teasing him appropriately.
Shin'yu naturally knew he was referring to his bewitching of the Hidden Leaf Four Little Ones. To prevent Old Madara from being lonely and to keep him from being out of touch with the Shinobi World, Shin'yu would tell him everything he did outside, including Kakuzu and the Land of Iron. This information was transparent to Madara.
Even his "Ame no Tokotachi," which could trace back to targets other than himself, he revealed to the two of them. After all, he was now an Eternal Mangekyo, and it was time to reveal this trump card.
Facing Madara's teasing, he raised his glass in a gesture, a perfectly appropriate smile on his face, "All thanks to Lord Madara's excellent guidance."
"Boom!"
A violent roar came from outside the window. Hidden Leaf Village Ninjas on the street were tightly embraced by two "Human Bomb Puppets," turning into piles of minced meat in the explosion. Rubble fell, burying them in the ruins.
At this moment, the last puppet seemed to hear some movement, tilting its neck strangely, a red light flashing in its eyes, locking onto the private room on the second floor of the Izakaya.
This was just an ordinary girl, her appearance vaguely showing some beauty, just at the age of youthful beauty, but at this moment, she was controlled by the Blood Dragon Eye's Eye Technique, her life and death all controlled by the caster's Nian.
The girl bent her knees and jumped up suddenly, actually leaping more than 3 meters high on the spot, breaking through the window into the private room where Shin'yu and the others were!
This was a temporary power borrowed by sacrificing the girl's physical strength, fully exploiting the insignificant Chakra in her cells to unleash a power that would be difficult to achieve in a lifetime. This was similar to the "Spiritualization Technique."
Wood chips shattered and flew everywhere. Shin'yu and Madara leaned back in sync, one picking up his juice, the other protecting his teacup, while Hikari also leaned back calmly, with half an apple in her hand.
The girl landed, rolling to dissipate the force, then turned to face the three, opening her arms, ready to self-destruct.
Suddenly, in her wide eyes, a pair of sorrowful Three-Tomoe Sharingan were reflected.
She seemed to be frozen in place, pausing in a strange posture, motionless.
Shin'yu, propping his chin, blinked his scarlet eyes, with a somewhat appreciative tone, "Using Genjutsu to pull at the spirit, and then mixing one's own Chakra into the other party's blood... Hmm, so that's how Human Bombs are made."
"Given the rigid requirements of the Blood Dragon Eye, the caster won't be too far from his puppet. You can reverse-locate his position through Genjutsu." Madara took a sip of tea.
"Very well, I'll personally demonstrate it once. You two watch carefully."
Saying that, he slid his sunglasses down a few centimeters, revealing a crimson Three-Tomoe Sharingan, focusing his gaze on the puppet.
Shin'yu immediately looked serious, and Hikari also activated her Sharingan, entering the puppet's mental world through Genjutsu.
The three's mental power met in the puppet's mind. Above the sky, a pair of high-hanging Blood Dragon Eyes trembled slightly, and three pairs of icy, bone-chilling gazes swept over together.
Hundreds of meters away, in a temporary shelter, a middle-aged man with short flaxen hair suddenly spurted blood from his nose and mouth, twitching and collapsing to the ground.
"What... what's going on... such tyrannical Eye Power, there are actually three people!"
The moment his gaze touched those eyes, he felt a chill all over his body, and an unstoppable coldness eroded his soul.
"Got you."
Madara smiled proudly, withdrawing from the girl's mental world. Shin'yu and Hikari left in sync, their deep, sea-like Eye Power dispelling the Blood Dragon Eye's Genjutsu and Chakra. The girl returned to normal, but due to excessive exhaustion, her eyelids fluttered, and she fainted.
"So Genjutsu can be used like this, engaging enemies remotely?" Hikari blinked in surprise.
Shin'yu nodded. "It seems we still have much to learn."
"Petty tricks, not worth mentioning." Madara turned his head away, using tea to conceal the smile at the corner of his mouth.
Shin'yu stretched, rising from his seat. "I'm full, and the show was entertaining. How about we go for a walk?"
Hikari went to the girl's side, helping her up. "I'll take her to the hospital."
Shin'yu looked at Madara. "Lord Madara, what about you?"
"Don't worry about me, go do what you want." Madara didn't seem inclined to move.
"Alright." Shin'yu gazed in a certain direction. "Although I have no intention of interfering in the Hidden Leaf Village's troubles, it's rare to encounter the Blood Dragon Eye, so let's go have some fun."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure vanished, a faint breeze gently caressing Madara's long hair.
"That brat, his Body Flicker Technique is becoming increasingly refined."
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Inside the shelter, dozens of trembling villagers huddled together, each looking around in panic, worried that the person next to them might suddenly explode in the next second.
The gate was tightly sealed, with four Jonin nervously guarding the outside of the shelter, isolating the noisy crowd outside. The scene was chaotic.
After so long since the riot, they had roughly figured out the signs of the Human Bomb. Generally, only those with external injuries would explode without warning. Therefore, this was their standard for confirming whether villagers could enter the shelter.
At this moment, the ceiling suddenly shattered, and a young man in black fell from the sky, landing lightly, attracting everyone's attention.
Shin'yu leisurely scanned his surroundings, his Jade Black pupils slightly shifting, sucking on a straw, with a cup of juice in his left hand, his relaxed and indifferent posture as if he were outside the world.
"So you're here."
He said softly, and everyone saw him take a step, and the next moment he appeared in front of a middle-aged man.
The man was shocked. He remembered this person's eyes, and his expression immediately turned fierce.
The next second, he opened a pair of blood-red horizontal pupils, and blood condensed into a dagger, stabbing fiercely towards Shin'yu's face.
But Shin'yu ignored the dagger stabbing at his face. A ripple like the surface of water rippled in the air, and the middle-aged man felt as if he had stabbed into a steel barrier. His wrist was bent by the reaction force, and the blood dagger shattered along with it.
Shin'yu was still sucking on the straw, and his empty right hand grabbed the man's hair, lifting the man up like a chick.
The surrounding villagers pushed and shoved, avoiding him like snakes and scorpions, but Shin'yu was too lazy to care about them. He leaped up, a whirlwind rising from the ground. By the time everyone was choked and unable to breathe, he had already jumped out of the roof.
"You... who exactly are you?!" the man asked in a trembling voice.
"Me? I'm just the Uchiha you hate the most." Shin'yu looked down at him, his crystal-clear pupils instantly transforming into Three-Tomoe Sharingan, as if blooming a magnificent flower.
The man instantly froze. Shin'yu's spiritual power went straight in, controlling his mental world with a rather crude Genjutsu.
Shin'yu took a sip of juice, his light tone revealing a kingly majesty. "Tell me your numbers, origins, and the reason for attacking the Hidden Leaf Village."
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