Chapter 470: Tsukuyomi? Mirror Flower, Water Moon!

"Is that so?"

Aizen did not show the panic one might expect; instead, he curiously looked around and said, "A dojutsu of the Mangekyo Sharingan? I have seen it in the Game Mall, but it is a pity I did not purchase it."

A type of mental Genjutsu ability.

It is very powerful, capable of torturing the victim's mind for dozens of hours while only one second passes in reality.

This kind of extreme torture and mental torment can cause a player with a weak will to completely lose the ability to resist in a single strike.

The reason he did not purchase it was that although the Mangekyo Sharingan's dojutsu are powerful, this type of overly direct mental torture is not quite the same as his own fighting style.

Its limitations are too great.

If one encounters an opponent like Naruto, who has an empty head but a strong spirit and is single-minded, it is very easy for the opponent to just endure through it.

The mental torture he enjoys starts from the subtle details, proceeding step by step like a game of shogi, ending with a final, fatal blow.

Even for a player with a firm will, as long as one prescribes the right medicine and seizes the key point, one can disintegrate the opponent's will as easily as melting iron with fire.

"That is only natural."

Itachi Uchiha's cold voice rang out, saying, "Even if one purchases the Tsukuyomi Space, not everyone has the talent to cultivate Tsukuyomi to its limit."

Furthermore, most players without the Uchiha Bloodline remain mediocre in aptitude even after exchanging for the Uchiha Bloodline.

Tsukuyomi, Amaterasu, Fire Style Enhancement...

Even if they forcibly exchange for the various dojutsu that come with the Mangekyo Sharingan, they can at most raise them to Lv. 10, and the subsequent speed of increasing skill proficiency is as slow as a snail.

This is the unique ability of the Uchiha Clan; even the Samsara Game cannot change a player's talent and aptitude.

"Is that so? It sounds like you still take pride in the Uchiha Clan's bloodline, but if that is the case, why did you kill all your clansmen?"

"Shut your mouth!"

A wooden cross floated to the surface of the water; Aizen could not control his body and was strapped to it like a death-row prisoner.

Itachi Uchiha's figure was reflected on the water's surface, scarlet as blood.

"How could a shallow fellow like you understand the Will of Fire?"

Inside the Tsukuyomi Space, Itachi Uchiha finally erupted; Aizen's words had touched his reverse scale.

"It was precisely because of the Uchiha Clan's arrogance that an irreversible tragedy was caused."

"I once tried my best to stop it, but those fellows did not realize at all what kind of destruction their actions would bring upon the village!"

"The war had just ended, and there were internal and external troubles; if the Uchiha Clan had launched a rebellion, Konoha would very likely have vanished from the ninja world."

Itachi Uchiha was in great pain.

Bringing up these old matters again was like tearing open a scar, leaving it dripping with blood.

But he never believed he was wrong; the ones who were wrong were the Uchiha Clan, and he acted to protect Konoha.

"It seems, Mr. Itachi Uchiha, that you are still immersed in the beautiful dream you fabricated and unwilling to wake up, just like this Tsukuyomi Space."

"I have heard that the dojutsu awakened by the Mangekyo Sharingan are related to the awakener's inner desires."

"Mr. Itachi Uchiha, you long for everything to develop according to your own ideas, which is why you were able to awaken this Tsukuyomi Space, thinking of controlling everything and changing everything."

"But in truth, everything is in vain."

"When the time for Tsukuyomi ends and you return to reality, nothing has changed."

This is the essence of the dojutsu Tsukuyomi.

It does not cause the slightest damage to the enemy; even an enemy tortured to the point of collapse is actually only suffering because they are enduring pain without interruption.

When it comes to actual mental destruction, it is not even as good as the weakest Mental Impact Bomb.

Just as Aizen said, it is all an illusory dream, and after it ends, there is no change.

"Is that so? In the time that follows, I will let you taste enough pain, let you deeply remember this pain, until you realize the reality of pain."

Itachi Uchiha's voice was cold and murderous, mixed with a trace of anger.

An Elite Level player should not think of breaking free from the Tsukuyomi Cage created by himself, a Golden player; for the time that follows, just enjoy the pain well.

Swish.

A snow-white, shining Blade slashed into the restrained Aizen. His chest was torn open, revealing flesh and blood, then bone, and finally internal organs.

Itachi Uchiha did not seem to be holding a katana, but a greatsword, nearly splitting Aizen in two.

This was enough to show his anger.

"Ah!"

Aizen let out a groan of pain.

No matter what is said, for any life with a sense of pain, the Tsukuyomi Space is a nightmare that cannot be avoided.

That sense of pain, which is exactly the same as what happens in reality, is something no one can treat as if nothing happened; this is Itachi Uchiha's confidence.

"I didn't die?"

Aizen opened his eyes with lingering fear, discovering that he, whose internal organs had been sliced open, was actually still alive.

Furthermore, the wounds were constantly healing.

Itachi Uchiha's gaze was calm, without the slightest pleasure in torturing an enemy, and he said blandly, "Are you not very clear about it? Everything in the Tsukuyomi Space is controlled by me; as long as I do not let you die, you will not die."

"Next, there are forty-seven hours and fifty-nine minutes left!"

Although he did not enjoy the torture.

He did enjoy the thrill of having everything under his control.

If his father could listen to him, he could be close to the Hokage, avoiding the turmoil of the clansmen.

If the clansmen were willing to listen to him and not attempt to rebel, he would not need to strike painfully.

Therefore, the feeling of being able to control everything now made him very infatuated.

"Mr. Itachi Uchiha, are you not afraid of the Hokage's blame for attacking me?"

"I am, after all, the Hokage's right-hand man."

Amidst the painful screams, Aizen spoke words of threat.

"I think the Hokage will not blame me for such trivial matters."

The Blade falling from Itachi Uchiha hesitated for a moment, but quickly returned to its normal speed, continuously hacking at Aizen.

He did not believe, did not believe the Hokage would doubt his Will of Fire.

Aizen, who was deliberately provoking him, must absolutely not be spared.

"How truly loyal, Mr. Itachi Uchiha; even in the false Tsukuyomi Space, you haven't raised a single thought of disrespect toward the Hokage."

Suddenly, the wretched-looking Aizen curled his lips, and a gentle smile returned to his face.

It was as if everything that happened before was just a game played with Itachi Uchiha.

"You?"

Itachi Uchiha frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed.

It had happened before, where players would deliberately pretend to be indifferent, making him think the Tsukuyomi Space had failed, or that the opponent felt no pain.

But soon, they would be defeated by the torture of various cruel punishments.

"You questioned your father, questioned your clansmen, questioned those who flow with the same blood, asking them why they wouldn't listen to your ideas, why they wouldn't obediently submit to Konoha and refrain from rebelling..."

Letting countless Blade pierce his body, Aizen chuckled: "But why don't you question the Hokage, don't question the village high-ups, for not treating the Uchiha well?"

"Shut up!"

Countless blood-stained hooks appeared, automatically piercing Aizen's collarbone and ribs, while countless fine, fish-scale-like blades sliced through Aizen's flesh.

But Aizen had no reaction.

It did not look like a disguise, because Itachi Uchiha could not even detect the instinctive trembling of his nerves when faced with pain.

How is this possible?! "Itachi Uchiha..."

"Do not be so blustery when you speak; it will only reveal your weakness."

(End of this chapter)