Hope's words left Mizuki unable to refute her.
Speaking with the bearing of a "god" naturally lent her persuasion, leaving Mizuki with no grounds to deny her.
But that did not mean Mizuki fully agreed with Hope's view.
"If it truly had the support of the people, then the 'Evil God' in the original work wouldn't have been mere background scenery. Hidan wouldn't have been the only insignificant lackey to appear. The 'Evil God' seemed to be nothing more than an unresolved foreshadowing. The Ten-Tails and the Otsutsuki Clan are still the center of this world..."
"And how can you be sure the Evil God has nothing to do with the Otsutsuki Clan?"
Hope asked with a half-smile.
"Uh..."
That truly was difficult to prove. Mizuki's memories contained no concrete information about the "Evil God." His limited speculations had merely been deductions based on Evil God Church materials he had gathered and a handful of ancient texts.
"You have proof?"
Hope waved a hand.
"How would I know? I was just saying it casually. But does any of this really matter?"
Even the Ten-Tails and Kaguya Otsutsuki were about to fall. Hamura Otsutsuki was already dead, and Hagoromo Otsutsuki's final influence over the Shinobi World seemed poised to disappear as well. Even if there truly were some unsolved mysteries, they were no longer important.
"The protagonist now isn't that bunch of 'alien descendants.' It's me!"
Facing Mizuki directly, Hope's Tenseigan Chakra Mode surged with power. The butterfly-like markings over her body glimmered and flowed, becoming increasingly lifelike as they gradually solidified from illusion into reality. A pair of slightly narrow butterfly wings appeared behind her, and an enormous hooded-robed avatar manifested around her. Her right hand tightly gripped the pitch-black Shinigami Blade, while her left remained concealed beneath the robe.