Yoru's casual remark, "Take it apart," was like a red-hot iron skewer driven straight into Otsutsuki Toneri's heart.
Toneri stood atop a pile of meteor ash that had yet to be cleared away. Half his robe had been sheared off by the aftermath of Yoru's Super Electromagnetic Railgun.
The exposed shoulder was dusted with a fine layer of ash carrying the burnt scent of metal.
His already deathly pale face flushed red, then white with rage. Even the blue-glowing sockets of his eyes twitched violently.
"Mortals, do you know what you are saying?"
A hiss like a howl crawling out of the depths of hell rose from Toneri's throat, cold and sinister.
His hands suddenly came together, and pure yet decayed chakra erupted from his blue Tenseigan.
The air was compressed by that force until it gave off piercing detonations. Even the surrounding pools of lava that had not fully cooled began boiling violently.
"I am the last member of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, the true child of destiny of this planet!"
"You primitive natives waving around scraps of metal actually dare look upon a god with such vulgar eyes?!"
"Quit acting so damn high and mighty."
Before Yoru could speak, Naruto was already annoyed.
He casually pulled out a dry ration cake smeared with sweat and grime, stuffed it into his mouth, and crunched away.
The rancid smell of wheat flour mixed with sweat was enough to turn anyone's stomach.
Naruto chewed as he spat onto the ground, moving with the practiced ease of some street punk loitering at the village entrance.
"Didn't you get those eyeballs by digging up all your ancestors and piling them together?"
"A god? You're just some deranged shut-in who got rich scavenging junk."
"You—!!"
Toneri trembled with rage at Naruto's words.
His head of