"Ōtsutsuki God, I may not be able to kill you, but even if I die, I'll tear off a piece of your flesh!"
Naruto stood in the void, covered in blood, with more than half the bones in his body broken.
The Five-Colored Divine Light flickered out, then reignited, then went out again, like a flashlight running out of power.
His voice was so hoarse it was almost unrecognizable, yet he enunciated every word with absolute clarity, as though he were forcing them out between clenched teeth.
"I killed someone from the Soul Society and learned something. Your true body can't come to this world right now. I'll gladly take your eight Eternal War Generals!"
Ōtsutsuki God narrowed its eyes. For the first time, a trace of displeasure appeared in those enormous golden pupils—pure displeasure. Like an elephant idly stepping on ants, only for one of them to suddenly bite it.
"A god? You think you deserve to call yourself a god?!"
Naruto's voice suddenly rose. He pointed at Ōtsutsuki God, his finger trembling. Whether it was from pain or rage, it was probably both.
Blood was still pouring from his wounds, but he could not be bothered to care.
"I gave everything to protect them! Hinata, Tsunade, Kakashi, Sakura, Sasuke, countless ninja—the peace they wagered their lives to win, you crushed it all with a casual wave of your hand!"
His voice exploded through the void, carrying an echo, hoarseness, and fury that could not be contained, fury squeezed from the cracks of his bones.
"You stand high above and treat all living beings like weeds. You think the lives of the Ninja World are nothing but nutrients for you to harvest at will, don't you?"
Ōtsutsuki God did not answer. It merely looked down at him, as though