The Ōtsutsuki clan charged headfirst into the divine army of shinobi, even though they were outnumbered several times over.
Arrogant and self-important, they had always looked down on other races across the universe, taking what they pleased with little resistance. So even though they had been caught off guard by the ambush, they still didn't take the shinobi of the Divine Nation seriously.
In their minds, the enemy had merely scored some quick kills with a sneak attack. Once they struck back, these weaklings would be wiped out with ease.
And initially, thanks to their bizarre and powerful tools, the Ōtsutsuki clan did manage to turn the tide somewhat when they launched their counterattack.
Caught off guard, many Divine Nation shinobi were killed in those early moments.
"Hahahaha! I knew it—these guys are completely worthless!"
"Exactly! To think they dared to challenge the gods themselves... now they'll pay for their foolishness!"
"Keep pushing forward! I can't wait to see the terror and despair on their faces right before we crush them!"
But their triumphant shouts quickly faltered.
Because something was wrong.
The enemy—the shinobi—should have been demoralized after that initial setback. Instead, they were getting stronger the longer the battle dragged on.
And as time passed, the tide of battle shifted rapidly.
Surrounded and overwhelmed, Ōtsutsuki warriors began to fall in droves under the coordinated onslaught of the shinobi forces.
"What the hell? How are these bastards so powerful?!"
"Damn it, I'm out of chakra pills! Does anyone have any left?!"
"You, branch family—hurry up and turn yourself into a chakra fruit to fuel me!"
"Their coordination is insane! My power is superior, and yet I'm still getting overwhelmed!"
"Shit! One-on-one, these low-tier lifeforms are nothing compared to us!"
Outnumbered and disorganized, the Ōtsutsuki clan began to falter. Some of the main family members even resorted to savagely devouring their own branch family guards to stay in the fight.
Even so, their casualties only mounted.
Fighting in disjointed pairs, without coordination or a clear strategy, the Ōtsutsuki warriors were no match for the shinobi—who had trained and fought together for decades, their numbers and strength far surpassing the enemy's.
Even the stronger Ōtsutsuki tried to carve a path through the chaos, but were immediately surrounded by top-tier fighters of the Divine Nation, leaving them with no opportunity to make a difference.
In less than half a day, the battle had collapsed entirely for the Ōtsutsuki.
Their will to fight crumbled as their comrades fell one after another.
"Run! Get out of here! We can't beat them!"
"If this keeps up, we're all going to die! Use the branch families as shields—buy us time to escape!"
"Someone help me! A genius like me shouldn't die in a place like this!"
Panic spread like wildfire. All of the Ōtsutsuki turned and ran, desperate to flee.
That's when they realized—none of their space-warping abilities were working.
Sheer terror took hold.
None of them understood why this was happening. Disoriented and chaotic, they scattered like headless flies.
From all directions, the Divine Nation's shinobi calmly and methodically closed in, mercilessly cutting them down one by one.
This entire space had already been sealed off by the Emperor himself. Not a single Ōtsutsuki would escape.
Bloodshed continued. Rivers of red ran across the battlefield.
Every shinobi who came to fight understood—it was kill or be killed.
If not for the Emperor, they would've been the ones getting slaughtered now.
In such a war, no one had the luxury of mercy.
"Hmph. A disorderly mob, nothing more."
Uchiha Sasuke stood atop his Susanoo. With a single release of the Indra's Arrow, an entire swath of land was vaporized into nothingness.
Nearby, Uzumaki Naruto scratched his head.
"Huh? Disor… what now? Sasuke, what the heck does that even mean?"
Sasuke sighed, pressing a hand to his forehead.
"Naruto… maybe try reading a book sometime."
Feeling mocked, Naruto scoffed loudly.
"Even if I don't know what that dumb bird word means, I'm still gonna be stronger than you!"
With that, he and nearly a hundred shadow clones formed hand seals in unison, summoning all their chakra.
"Here's a little welcome gift—Sage Art: Massive Rasengan Barrage!"
Dozens of colossal Rasengan slammed into the planet's surface, reducing everything in the vicinity to dust.
Even Sasuke's jaw dropped at the overwhelming energy waves.
For all his pride, he had to admit—when it came to raw destructive power, Naruto had him beat.
...
Elsewhere on the battlefield, Senju Hashirama appeared in a blur beside Uchiha Madara, frowning.
"Madara, let's work together. We can't let these kids show us up."
Madara smirked arrogantly. "Are you underestimating me? Even alone, there's no one here who surpasses me."
Knowing Madara's personality, Hashirama quickly replied,
"Of course not. I'm the one getting tired. Just help me out, alright?"
Madara's lips curled up slightly. "Well then… I suppose I can lend a hand."
The two clasped hands, merging their chakra together.
Susanoo–Buddha Fusion!
The True Thousand Hands fused with the Susanoo and unleashed a devastating barrage on the enemy forces ahead!
...
On the far side of the Ōtsutsuki homeworld, Uzumaki Kushina rampaged through enemy ranks, her fiery red hair flailing like the limbs of a massive octopus.
Her limbs were wrapped in black Truth-Seeking Orbs, each punch and kick imbued with monstrous force—brushing past her meant injury, direct hits meant instant death.
Her presence alone felt like an unstoppable army, charging through the Ōtsutsuki lines and tearing their formation apart.
Once the enemy ranks were disrupted, the shinobi behind her quickly hurled kunai all across the battlefield. A flash of golden light followed—blinking from point to point, each arrival ended with an Ōtsutsuki warrior falling lifeless to the ground, their bodies crumbling to ash.
When all enemies in her vicinity had been eliminated, Namikaze Minato casually spun a kunai forged from All-Killing Ash Bones in his hand, a harmless smile on his face.
"You guys weren't half bad, for enemies."
Kushina snorted coldly.
"A bunch of clowns juicing their power with chakra pills. All they ever do is crush the weak with brute strength. But once they run into someone at their level, their so-called skill and will to fight just collapse completely."
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