"Wait a moment."
Uchiha Akira spoke, a hint of caution in his voice.
"But Otsutsuki Kōshiki is about to complete his evolution too, isn't he? I want to wait for him. The two of us can fight side by side and look after each other during the Holy War."
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He deliberately paused, and his tone became even more sincere.
"As Ōtsutsuki born in this universe, Kōshiki's talent is no less than mine. If he enters the Holy War with me, the three of us joining forces will give us a better chance of hunting the Ten-Tails Clan. What do you think, Shibai?"
His voice was sincere, but a probing glint flashed through his eyes.
[What are you still hesitating about?]
Shibai Ōtsutsuki's voice pressed down from the depths of the void, deeper than before and carrying undisguised urgency.
[There is no meaning in remaining in this universe. The battlefield of the Holy War is where you belong. I have already prepared the gift. As long as you come, everything will be yours.]
Before his words had faded, the void before Uchiha Akira suddenly split open.
It was not the kind of crack created by space being torn apart—it was as though the dimension itself had been pierced from above by some force.
A translucent phantom stepped out of the crack and gradually solidified.
Two enormous horns grew from his head, their curves bending upward, their surfaces covered in dense golden runes.
Those runes slowly flowed across the horns like living totems.
His bearing was incomparably majestic. Merely standing there caused the surrounding space to distort faintly, as if it could not bear his existence.
Alarm bells blared in