Assault on Ōtsutsuki Isshiki

Naruto charged at Isshiki again.

This time, he wasn't trying to destroy him. He was wagering his life—just to buy those crucial ten minutes.

His figure streaked across the sky like a golden meteor. The Nine-Tails Chakra became dozens of enormous tails, whipping wildly through the air. Every strike seemed powerful enough to tear through space. But Naruto wasn't attacking. He just kept circling, dodging, and lunging, like a beast that refused to retreat, clinging to its prey.

"Annoying bug." Isshiki snorted and swept his hand through the air, unleashing a storm of Source Power that sent Naruto flying a hundred meters.

But the next moment, Naruto was back on his feet. Blood stained the corner of his mouth, yet his eyes were brighter than ever.

"You called me a bug? Fine—then let this bug take a bite out of you!"

He roared and charged again, using his body to block Isshiki's view and his willpower to slow the man's movements.

He knew he was no longer the peak shinobi who could take on Six Paths-level enemies alone.

But he was still Uzumaki Naruto.

The man who never gave up and never admitted defeat.

At the other end of the battlefield, Boruto led a special squad against Momoshiki and Kinshiki.

"Remember me?" Boruto stood atop the ruins, the kunai in his hand gleaming coldly as he pointed it at Momoshiki. "Momoshiki."

"Oh?" Momoshiki narrowed his eyes and studied him with interest. "You're that brat... You escaped last time. I didn't think you'd dare come back."

"Escaped?" Boruto sneered. "I just wasn't ready back then. But this time—" He sprang sideways, and Sarada immediately backed him up, lightning bursting from her fingertips. "I won't let you touch this land again!"

The three worked together like a single unit:

Sarada used her