Fierce Battle

Momoshiki Ōtsutsuki destroyed all the surrounding drones with a single strike.

Just as he was about to mock these lowly, inferior creatures, a familiar buzzing sound rang out.

Momoshiki Ōtsutsuki's expression instantly darkened.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

One drone after another flew out from the black boxes around him.

"So that's it. Is this special thing endlessly summoning these things?" Momoshiki Ōtsutsuki murmured.

Of course, it was not actually endless. Each black box only contained a few thousand drones.

But Momoshiki Ōtsutsuki certainly had no way of knowing that.

"Hmph, what idiots. Inferior races really are inferior races. If they just placed these things farther away from me, wouldn't they avoid being attacked?" Momoshiki Ōtsutsuki sneered as he reached toward one of the black boxes.

The Rinnegan in his palm activated its ability:

[Banshō Ten'in]

"Whoosh."

The black box flew toward him, while the people below made their move.

One after another, they immediately fled into the distance.

Momoshiki Ōtsutsuki: "?"

As he wondered what was happening, the black box exploded with a thunderous boom.

Momoshiki Ōtsutsuki's expression immediately turned grim.

So that was it. If that was the case... then it was no wonder they had not taken the black boxes away.

The smoke from the explosion was violently blown aside by a repulsive force, revealing Momoshiki Ōtsutsuki within.

Momoshiki Ōtsutsuki took a deep breath, then narrowed his eyes and began formally assessing everything around him.

This was completely different from every planet he had conquered before.

Those planets had possessed all kinds of ability users as well, but the people of this planet had chakra within their bodies too, yet they did not use their own chakra in battle...

Did they not want to fight with chakra?

Or perhaps...

Momoshiki Ōtsutsuki's fingers twitched slightly.

Or perhaps these people knew