Momoshiki and Kinshiki looked at the figures of Kurama and Kaguya, and for the first time, they felt despair.
How could this be happening?
Just now, Kinshiki had lost his arms, severed by a technique originating from the Mangekyō Sharingan.
Tsk, tsk—
So much for the invincibility of the Rinnegan. The cost of arrogance was being paid in full.
The Rinne Sharingan on Kaguya's forehead began to glow ominously once more.
She activated Amenominaka.
The snowy tundra vanished in an instant. This time, they were transported to her Gravity Dimension.
The crushing gravitational force slammed both Kinshiki and Momoshiki to the ground.
"Damn it! This is Kaguya's Gravity Dimension!"
Kinshiki snarled, his face twisted in fury and pain. The agony from his severed arms throbbed through his body—pain dealt not by fellow celestial gods, but by so-called inferior beings from this planet.
What an embarrassment.
Shame washed over him. He didn't even feel worthy of calling himself an Ōtsutsuki anymore.
Fortunately for him, this gravity affected everyone equally.
Or so he thought.
Because right in front of them, Kaguya stood tall, unmoving, her expression unreadable.
And Kurama?
He stood casually, arms crossed, a cocky grin spread across his face.
The amusement in that grin made Momoshiki's blood run cold.
"No… How is this possible? Why aren't they affected?!"
Neither of the Ōtsutsuki could understand it. They knew Kaguya's powers intimately. Even she should suffer under her own Gravity Dimension.
Yet here she stood, unaffected.
Was it possible their strength had surpassed even spatial laws?
Had their power truly reached a level where the basic rules of Kaguya's dimensions held no sway?
Momoshiki's pulse raced.
If this continued, they were going to die here.
"Kaguya, how are you doing this?!"
His desperation bled through in his voice.
But Kaguya offered no answer, only a cold, empty stare.
And that stare? It unhinged something inside Momoshiki. For the first time in eons, he felt like an insect.
Kurama chuckled darkly.
"So tragic. So damn pitiful. What do you Ōtsutsuki think you are? Gods?"
He took a step forward.
"Killing you would be easier than stepping on a cockroach. And yet you had the balls to invade this world? You're pathetic."
Momoshiki could feel the rage bubbling inside him, but he couldn't deny the truth in Kurama's words.
Kurama smirked.
"Alright. Enough playtime."
That smile vanished, replaced by a predator's cold fury.
Momoshiki broke into a cold sweat. He could feel Kurama's killing intent spike sharply.
He attempted to open a dimensional portal using Yomotsu Hirasaka.
Nothing happened.
His heart froze.
"You trying to escape using Yomotsu Hirasaka, Momoshiki? Ain't happening."
Kaguya's voice was almost playful.
"Impossible…!"
Back in the day, Momoshiki could enter Kaguya's dimensions freely. But now, he couldn't even open the door.
This was terrifying.
Her control over these dimensions had evolved.
Had something on this planet really boosted Kaguya's power?
Momoshiki's mind reeled. The only thing that could enhance their power was a chakra fruit from the God Tree.
And Kaguya had consumed hers millennia ago.
So what had changed?
Only one thing stood out.
Kurama.
He had changed her. Somehow.
And that terrified Momoshiki more than anything.
A space-time vortex appeared in the air.
Kurama had activated his Mangekyō Sharingan again.
Gravity already pinned Momoshiki and Kinshiki down, and now this spatial distortion only made it worse.
They were like fish caught in a net.
"Lord Momoshiki, it's dangerous!"
Kinshiki tried to shield him.
Tsk, tsk—
Kurama snorted.
"Such a loyal dog. Classic master-servant stuff."
His eyes glowed.
"But I'm not exactly the merciful type."
He snapped his fingers.
"Kamui: Dimensional Severance."
Slicing waves of Mangekyō spatial energy split the air.
Slick.
Swish.
Kinshiki's body was carved into several bloody pieces.
But his sacrifice wasn't in vain. Momoshiki avoided a fatal blow thanks to his subordinate's last effort.
Kinshiki gasped, blood spilling from his mouth.
"Lord Momoshiki… I've done… all I could..."
Momoshiki clenched his teeth.
"Yes… That's enough, Kinshiki."
Kurama raised an eyebrow.
"Still alive? Damn, you guys are durable."
Even severed into pieces, Kinshiki's vitality refused to fade. Such was the monstrous resilience of the Ōtsutsuki.
But Momoshiki was done playing.
"You bastard, I'll make you regret this."
He reached out and absorbed Kinshiki's mangled body into his palm.
The corpse compressed into a glowing orb.
Momoshiki popped it into his mouth and chewed slowly.
Crunch. Crunch. Swallow.
Kaguya frowned.
"Kurama-sama, that was the secret art of the Ōtsutsuki. Consuming a subordinate like Kinshiki... he'll get a massive power boost."
Kurama nodded.
"I know. He's fusing with that walking protein shake."
When Kaguya and Isshiki first arrived on Earth, one was supposed to become fodder for the God Tree.
Consuming that fruit would be the same as consuming the partner.
It was pure, monstrous evolution.
Kinshiki had been ready to sacrifice himself from the start.
Kurama expected this.
Momoshiki's body began to mutate.
His once youthful face became grotesque and gnarled.
Long silver hair spilled down his back, and his Rinnegan turned gold.
This… this was true arrogance.
Without hesitation, he activated Yomotsu Hirasaka again.
And this time, the space-time rift opened.
The gold-eyed Momoshiki stepped through it.
But Kurama only smiled.
"Running again? That your style, huh?"
He turned to Kaguya.
"Let him go. We'll catch him soon. I want him to know what fear tastes like."
Kaguya nodded slightly.
The game had only just begun.
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