The Light of Darkness | Madara Uchiha

33: Mangekyō Sharingan Disaster

Aiyama screeched loudly as the ground vigorously shook beneath her and Izuna. "Those bastards and you call them the good guys?!" Izuna jumped back and had his Sharingan fully activated to the Mangekyō endorsed red colour.

He tried to cast Tsukuyomi to overpower the genjutsu that these fakes have activated. It was some low ranking genjutsu that was hard to break through anyhow. It's barely a matchable genjutsu compared to the Uchihas who are genjutsu gods. Likewise, Izuna stepped back thinking hard about how his genjutsu wasn't working. Tsukuyomi of all abilities? Wasn't working. Did he cast it correctly? He couldn't send them to a world— no wait another dimension of illusions that you see and feel pain. Izuna gagged from his vision blurring slightly as he hovered his hands over his eyes painfully. He rarely ever casts Tsukuyomi and doesn't know how to use it properly.

"Cast a more powerful genjutsu since you're a god damn Uchiha! You can do that I would assume, Izu-kun?" Aiyama knew that these beings she is seeing are mere illusions most likely that she doesn't know how to shut it off. Maybe... inflicting painful wounds would snap them out of it.

"I just tried to overpower that meticulous genjutsu with the most powerful genjutsu in history. How the hell, do I cast a more powerful genjutsu than Tsukuyomi?!" Izuna was growling from Aiyama's heavy ignorance that clouded her mind. She ignored his comment crossing her arms profusely.

Kabira and Aoi looked at each other and snapped their attention back to the two arguing like squirrels. Well, Aiyama in particular. This won't look good if they are the only ones who can see them. Who could possibly...

Jirū

The man who is indeed a suspected Ōtsutsuki member of a higher calibre. He would be able to counter-attack such high abilities. Especially, a higher evolved form of the Sharingan. Aiyama was seething from these two... are they actually the real deal? Where are they? The real ones.

"Izuna-nii! Move back and activate a lower calibre of genjutsu." And right then the two stepped back to dodge a miraculous blow from Aoi's win style.

"Senpū Goheki!" A wind barrier engulfed Aoi ready to launch at Aiyama and Izuna. She sharply inhaled a quick breath of salty air.

Izuna widens his eyes to see more of a kaleidoscope design around Aoi's form considering his Mangekyō was still activated. Izuna stepped back as the two illusions were going in opposite directions. Aiyama and Izuna were witnessing them laughing.

"Oh no, so you actually thought you had us? Maybe your real friends are dead!" Kabira held her twin daggers with a glint of evil shadowing over the illusions Aiyama was seeing.

"This is a genjutsu and we are trapped in it. If so, you may kill me right here and now. I won't stop you from doing so, Kabira-san." Aiyama smiled at the two.

"Suit yourself. I guess Madara-kun will live with the guilt that he couldn't protect you or the barking rat of a brother." She hollered out like a madwoman which is definitely not like the real Kabira. "You killed Lira! I won't allow you shinobi to live." Aoi growled with venom patched into his tone.

Izuna knew he couldn't let Aiyama sacrifice her life. It was a genjutsu, but what level is this? It's not above Tsukuyomi level. If Madara caster his Tsukuyomi genjutsu, he for sure could break them free. Madara was far more skilled in genjutsu than Izuna anyhow.

"Aiyama, please! We can retreat for now." Izuna tried to plead with the young woman who smiled back at him.

"I want to make the right choices," Aiyama moulded chakra to her palms and formed a crystal sword impaling her chest with it. She looked up at the two giving a wide-eyed grin.