Momoshiki and Kinshiki Are on Their Way, the Entire Village Enters Level One Combat Readiness!

"One month..."

Yoru's face, slightly reddened from being weathered by wind and sand on the lunar wasteland, looked like a block of raw iron.

He shut off that long screen of gibberish-like data, then turned to look at Toneri, who had just crawled out of a crater on the moon's surface, his white robe covered in filthy mud.

The boy's deathly pale face was filled with the blankness of someone who had been utterly crushed.

The Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion in his hand had already been chipped, half a corner knocked off during the earlier tremors.

The cold gleam on that sword looked like a broken energy-saving light bulb, flickering on and off.

"What are you staring at?"

Yoru rolled his eyes at him irritably and casually pulled out a crushed pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

The cigarette pack had even picked up a layer of greasy grime from the fight.

He took one out, tapped it against the battleship railing that Orochimaru had modified into blastproof metal, and lit it.

The spark crackled briefly inside the vacuum-sealed battleship, releasing a pungent cloud of smoke.

Mixed with the stale engine-oil smell inside the ship, it was enough to make one's head spin.

"How long until the Ōtsutsuki Main Family you mentioned gets here?"

Yoru exhaled a puff of smoke mixed with white mist, his eyes filled with the savage intent to skin those aliens alive.

He asked the so-called "Lord of the Moon" in the tone one would use for trash.

Toneri opened his mouth.

Cold sweat covered his pale face, running down his cheeks and into his collar, soaking his tattered, mildew-smelling robe.

Trembling, he stared at the blinking red warning lights on the ship's control console.

"Based on that frequency... one month at most."

Toneri swallowed a