The gray-white soil on the far side of the moon was plowed into a broad, deep trench by the chakra warship.
The pungent stench of scraping metal and high-temperature-vaporized ore drilled straight into their nostrils.
On the ship's deck, Yoru casually brushed the dust from his coat sleeve.
A little lunar dust had gotten on it, carrying the stale stillness of ages past.
"Lord Yoru, the scanner just detected major activity around the Temple."
Orochimaru was crouching in one corner of the deck. The preservative solution in his hand had not been properly sealed, and a puddle had leaked out, corroding the floor tiles into a pitted mess.
Greed flashed through his golden snake eyes, as though he were looking at an unrivaled beauty who had stripped naked.
"A massive amount of Tenseigan chakra is gathering inside that underground Temple."
"That's the foundation those Ōtsutsuki bastards have accumulated over thousands of years."
"This lousy moon really thinks it's some kind of treasure?"
Yoru chewed the flavorless gum in his mouth, picked it out, and casually stuck it to the railing.
He looked up at the Temple hidden on the far side of the moon, shaped like a gigantic bird's nest.
The Temple's surface was covered in strange protrusions, making it look like a monster riddled with pustules.
"If that shut-in called Toneri activates the Tenseigan, the ninja world will be thrown into chaos again."
Yoru scratched the back of his neck, which had begun to itch, and brought away a small smear of gray grime.
"Naruto, Sasuke, get ready to work."
"Go tear that Temple apart for me."
"Drag out that Toneri who looks like an undead corpse that never woke up. I want to see whether those eyes of his are natural."
Meanwhile, inside the moon.
At the center