"Rip—"
Orochimaru brutally strapped the black helmet covered in metal ports onto Toneri's white head.
Blue sparks flashed from the connectors. Toneri twitched twice, then spat out a mouthful of salty, fishy white foam.
It was a physiological reaction caused by having his memories forcibly extracted.
"Lord Yoru, we have the coordinates of the Ōtsutsuki Main Family."
A fanatical crease spread across Orochimaru's sickly face.
Licking his lips, he sent a string of data so complicated it looked like gibberish to the main control screen.
"These people planted God Trees across several star systems on the outskirts of the Milky Way. They practically treat the universe like their private garden. Heh heh."
Orochimaru rubbed his hands, still stained with a little of Momoshiki's blood, greed gleaming green in his eyes.
"If we can make it over there, those will all be ready-made experimental materials."
"What's the rush? Deal with the mess at home first."
Yoru reclined against the metal backrest of the control chair, his long legs crossed and propped atop the console.
He casually pulled a somewhat crushed cigarette from his pocket and held it between his teeth without lighting it.
A little lunar dust beneath his boots smeared across the control panel, leaving a dark gray streak.
"From the moment those alien monkeys landed to the moment they became chunks of meat in Uncle Kakuzu's box."
Naruto squatted nearby, picking his teeth with a short stick he had no idea where he had swiped.
He raised his head and glanced at the vast, deep lunar crater outside the ship's cabin.
"Did all that even add up to ten minutes?"
Naruto grinned, his blue eyes full of confusion and contempt.
"Ten minutes and thirty seconds."
Sasuke stood beside him with the Kusanagi Sword in his arms and coldly gave