The sky was filled with countless yellow energy spheres.
A barrage—
Completely sealing off every possible escape route.
"Kyūsei , they're not human."
Nao spoke the moment her Byakugan activated.
"They're puppets."
Her gaze sharpened.
"In normal cases, puppets require chakra threads… but these—"
"There are none."
"And each one has a strong energy core inside."
"That's their source of power."
Despite the overwhelming attack—
She showed no fear.
Kyūsei raised a single finger.
A black-red beam erupted from his fingertip—
Sweeping across the sky.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The incoming energy spheres detonated one after another.
The entire sky lit up with explosions.
—
Hidden in the distance—
Ōtsutsuki Yōmei frowned.
"…So it's him."
Kyūsei .
The Nine-Tails Jinchūriki.
One of the standout figures of the Third Great Ninja War.
But—
Why was he here?
On the moon?
Yōmei couldn't understand it.
Still—
He wasn't afraid.
To him—
Earth's humans were inferior.
Always fighting.
Always destroying each other.
Proof that Hagoromo's decision—
To spread chakra among humanity—
Was a mistake.
And as descendants of Hamura—
It was their duty—
To correct that mistake.
Destroy humanity.
Rebuild the world.
The plan wasn't perfect.
But it could begin.
Especially now—
That Earth had discovered them.
If they delayed—
Everything would be lost.
Yōmei's gaze turned cold.
Kyūsei might be powerful.
The Nine-Tails might be the strongest Tailed Beast.
But compared to the power of their ancestor—
It was nothing.
"Let me show you…"
"The power that once stood equal to the Sage of Six Paths."
—
More energy blasts fired.
But before Kyūsei could move forward—
A green beam tore through the air!
Fast.
Violent.
Unavoidable.
BOOM!
Kyūsei caught it—
Barehanded.
Golden chakra claws formed instantly.
The force exploded outward—
Shattering rocks and trees behind him.
When the attack faded—
His palm was slightly red.
He looked up calmly.
A man stood in the air.
Each step forming a glowing green platform beneath his feet.
He looked down—
Not at Kyūsei —
But at Nao.
"…Hyūga."
In a single glance—
Yōmei saw it.
Her eyes.
Pure.
Unblemished.
No Caged Bird Seal.
A main branch heir.
Rare.
Extremely rare.
His lips curved slightly.
That pair of eyes—
Would belong to him.
Even if not used—
They could strengthen the Tenseigan.
"…Earthling."
Yōmei spoke coldly.
"Do you understand where you stand?"
Kyūsei didn't answer.
Nao stepped forward instead.
"…Who are you?"
"We've shown no hostility."
"Why attack us?"
Yōmei let out a mocking laugh.
"So even the Hyūga have fallen this far."
"To not recognize their origin."
"…The Ōtsutsuki."
Nao's thoughts raced.
"…Ōtsutsuki?"
"Are you the descendants of that Hyūga traitor?"
"Hmm?"
Before Yōmei could respond—
His head tilted sharply.
A golden streak sliced past his ear.
Missed.
"…Tch."
Kyūsei clicked his tongue.
"Missed."
Yōmei's expression darkened instantly.
"You insolent Uzumaki!"
"Have you no pride as descendants of the Sage?!"
"To resort to such disgraceful tactics!"
His anger wasn't just about the attack—
It was about honor.
Bloodline.
Purity.
To him—
Everything revolved around it.
Even Nao—
In his twisted view—
Would be "honored" by becoming part of their lineage.
Kyūsei just looked at him—
And smirked.
"Honor?"
"Weren't you the one who attacked first?"
He tilted his head slightly.
Voice dripping with mockery.
"Or what—"
"You get to sneak attack…"
"And still act righteous?"
Then he laughed.
Sharp.
Cold.
"Pick one."
"Don't pretend to be noble while acting like trash."
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