"Give you a chance, give you a chance—huh?! I gave you a chance, and you're still fucking useless!"
To keep Ten-Rō from escaping.
Uchiha Akira grabbed the Ten-Tails' neck with one hand and viciously slapped his bald head with the other.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Every blow against his head erupted with deafening thunder, enough to make Otsutsuki Toneri's head feel as though it were splitting apart.
His eyes widened, and his Adam's apple bobbed.
"Sheesh. No wonder Itachi always said I should be glad I surrendered early. Otherwise, not even ashes would've been left of me!"
Seeing Ten-Rō's current fate.
He finally understood.
Lord Akira would not only scatter even his ashes, but before an enemy died, he would viciously humiliate them too!
Enough to make them wish they were dead!
Watching Uchiha Akira's brutal figure, a bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Good thing, good thing I surrendered early!"
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Uchiha Akira changed positions, slapping Ten-Rō viciously to the ground with one hand before planting his left foot on Ten-Rō's body.
His right foot came down again and again like a whirlwind of chained kicks, mercilessly stomping Ten-Rō's face!
"Fuck, you still tried to play schemes? You even targeted the ninjas of the Land of God? With your pathetic tricks, you think you're worthy?"
"Come on, call me Grandpa!"
"Then I'll let you die a little quicker!"
"HAHAHAHAHAHA! Today, I'll show you that the Otsutsuki Clan, the Ten-Tails Clan—all of you can fucking die!"
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
One foot after another stomped viciously onto Ten-Rō's face, as though he were crushing a dead dog.
Gulp.
The relief in Otsutsuki Toneri's eyes gradually turned to fear. "Good thing I surrendered early. Lord Akira is too brutal."
"He's even more terrifying than the Otsutsuki Clan and the