Choice

The presence of the Ōtsutsuki Clan in the Underworld had far exceeded Uchiha Yū's expectations. After all, only Uchiha Yū, who had faced them firsthand, understood just how difficult it was to kill an Ōtsutsuki.

The group that had initially wanted revenge learned that their enemies belonged to a powerful clan and had only started slaughtering people after arriving in the Underworld. The suzerain nation would not permit them to seek revenge, and they lacked the strength to accomplish it themselves. In the end, as though they had accepted their fate, they tucked their tails between their legs and left Uchiha Yū's territory.

Once they had left, Uchiha Yū immediately gathered the Underworld's upper ranks and revealed the information he had just received, saying bluntly:

"I never expected the Ōtsutsuki Clan's influence to reach the Underworld. It seems we'll have to continue fighting them."

They were enemies who would never stop until one side was dead. They had already killed three members of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, and now another had appeared. Even if that person had already died and only left behind a soul, Uchiha Yū would kill him again. He had to grind him to dust and scatter his ashes to eliminate all future trouble.

"Why are they everywhere? They really are a bunch of pests that refuse to go away."

Since coming to this world, Deidara had spent every day transporting supplies with dust all over his face. Wasn't it all for the sake of fighting them? Now that the Ōtsutsuki Clan had appeared again, they would make them pay the price.

"Before they realize what's happening, we should gather all our forces and take them down in one stroke. Then we can seize his energy, and your strength can rise another step."

Orochimaru's eyes were filled with