Ninety-nine percent of the people on Ninja Star were dead.
Their souls flew into the sky, heading toward the Pure Land.
The densely packed souls quickly clogged the passageway.
Yashiro knew this was the only chance. He waved his hands, and countless souls were drawn into his body.
A special white ball of light in midair drifted inside in a fury. It was the Ninja World's Planetary Consciousness.
The instant Yashiro saw the Planetary Consciousness, he became extremely wary. Yet when the Planetary Consciousness saw Yashiro—
Its furious emotions vanished instantly, replaced by affection and grievance.
It then floated up and down beside Yashiro, as if reproaching him for arriving so late.
A light tentacle extended from the white ball, trying to touch Yashiro.
Yashiro was utterly baffled, but seeing that the Planetary Consciousness meant no harm, he tentatively extended a finger and touched its light tentacle.
In an instant, countless memories flooded Yashiro.
When Yashiro opened his eyes again, his entire demeanor had changed, becoming cold and mechanical.
He was completely different from the sinister Yashiro from before.
He reached out and stroked the Planetary Consciousness as if petting an animal.
"You've worked hard. I didn't expect you to still have a copy of the memories preserved here."
"In that case, turn this body into an avatar of this universe."
Natsuki flew before Kūmu.
"Don't waste time. None of you are getting away." Kūmu stretched out his hand toward the Star Sea Battleship.
Space began to tremble.
However, both of Natsuki's eyes opened at once, and immense Spacetime Power canceled it out.
Kūmu flew toward Natsuki.
Just as Natsuki was about to use a skill—
Ninja Star suddenly shook, and a rift abruptly appeared in midair.
Natsuki focused his eyes and saw countless souls crowding toward the rift,