The three Ōtsutsuki landed on an abandoned planet.
"I'm going to kill that inferior creature," one of the thin Ōtsutsuki said furiously.
They had been attacked the moment they arrived.
"I think something is wrong here," said the other man, who held a fishing rod, in a low voice.
Only the tall Ōtsutsuki remained silent.
However, the other two both turned their eyes toward the man with the fishing rod, waiting for him to continue.
"The other side deliberately made us land here."
The man with the fishing rod looked around. The surroundings were completely barren, without any sign of life.
Planets like this were usually abandoned by them.
They would never catch the Ōtsutsuki Clan's eye.
"Then what is here?"
On such a barren planet.
"A trap?"
But they had already been here for some time, yet nothing had happened.
If it were a trap, it should have activated by now.
"I don't think this place is some kind of trap."
Just as the three were puzzled, a voice suddenly rang out.
Then, a figure slowly appeared on the planet.
Sasori walked out with a smile on his face, his eyes sweeping over the three of them.
"Those faces look somewhat familiar."
The three frowned slightly when they saw Sasori.
"A human?"
Yet they could not sense any life aura from him.
"Perfect. We have many things we don't understand, so you can answer our questions," the leading Ōtsutsuki said coldly.
His body slowly rose into the air.
"Ōtsutsuki?" Sasori completely ignored him as memories rapidly searched through his mind for their identities.
The origin of the Shinobi World, Kaguya Ōtsutsuki.
Were these people members of that Ōtsutsuki Clan?
"It seems you know quite a lot." The speaking Ōtsutsuki sneered and prepared to attack.
Sasori nodded. "Perfect. I need