The spaceship had barely entered lunar orbit when the entire starry sky became like a pot of boiling oil.
The moon's once gray-white, lifeless surface now looked as though something had forcibly burst up from underground.
Great swaths of ancient regolith mixed with ice chips poured into the abyss like waterfalls.
The fishy stench of old earth, carrying the smell of corpses, mixed with an extremely cold chakra fluctuation and slammed straight toward the warship.
"Where did these worthless bastards crawl out from?"
Yoru stood before the command platform, holding a screw he had picked out from somewhere and rubbing it against his fingernail.
His nail beds were full of black blood stains left from the earlier fight. They had dried hard and crusty, making them an eyesore.
He glanced at the blinding blue light on the screen, a mocking sneer curling across his lips.
"That's the Tenseigan."
Orochimaru had somehow emerged from behind the control console. His white coat was covered in green fluid from dissecting an Ōtsutsuki arm yesterday.
There was also a freshly scabbed gash on his pale cheek, making him look downright unsettling.
A mad gleam flashed in Orochimaru's golden snake eyes as he licked his cracked lips.
"The ultimate weapon of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, forcibly fused from countless pairs of Byakugan."
"If that thing fires at full power, slicing through the Earth's tectonic plates would be no harder than cutting tofu."
"Perfect. Then I'd better give it a proper welcome."
Yoru slipped the broken screw into his pocket. His dress shoes struck the warship's alloy floor with dull taps.
He strode over to the massive holographic screen in the main control room, waved his hand across it a few times, and wiped away all the static that was obstructing his view.
"Naruto, Sasuke, if you