"Keep attacking!"
The few Otsutsuki left in the Temple roared.
The Tenseigan was important, but if their clan was wiped out, keeping it would be pointless.
At the same time, countless Puppets rose from the moon and fired a barrage of energy blasts at Susanoo.
The Black Long Swords swept through them again and again. Enormous black Sword Slashes surged from the moon into the dark Starry Sky, reducing countless Puppets to fragments.
The Puppets' attacks did no damage to Susanoo. Another Purple Light Pillar rose from the Tenseigan, and Fugaku poured the Chakra he had built up into Susanoo once more.
The Black Long Swords crossed as they struck the Purple Light Pillar, unleashing another massive shockwave. Dust from countless buildings drifted out into the Starry Sky.
Fugaku frowned. The few Otsutsuki remaining on the moon could not possibly wield the Tenseigan's power so many times in succession.
More likely, they were drawing on the power stored within the Tenseigan itself. Over countless years, who knew how many clan members' Byakugan the Moon Otsutsuki had merged into it, how many times they had worshipped it, or how much Chakra they had poured into it?
Fugaku had no intention of letting those old men waste the Tenseigan's energy. It would all be his soon.
Another Purple Light Pillar burst from the Tenseigan. The two Black Long Swords crossed and met it head-on, but the instant the impact began to form, Fugaku released Susanoo.
A dark figure flashed and vanished. Concealed within Black Mist, Fugaku rushed toward the Temple.
At Fugaku's current level of strength, the Black Mist had grown far denser. Back when he had first awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan, these Otsutsuki could have spotted him with their Byakugan.
Now, only someone who had awakened the Tenseigan on their own