Inside Takama-ga-hara.
Obito swept through unimpeded, efficiently harvesting the lives of the Ōtsutsuki.
The powerful Ōtsutsuki who could stop him or slow him down.
Were all outside the starship at that moment, blocked by the "Dead Hand" system.
Against the weaklings aboard the ship, Obito was slaughtering them with ridiculous ease.
With every Ōtsutsuki who fell, his strength grew!
Outside Takama-ga-hara.
The one-minute grace period was almost over.
A terrifying, densely packed array of weapons emerged from the starship.
Electromagnetic Kinetic Cannons, High-Energy Particle Beams, gamma-ray lasers, interstellar torpedoes...
It was no exaggeration to say that this four-part weapons system could destroy a planet.
Yet not one of the twenty-one remaining Ōtsutsuki showed any fear.
With their individual power at its pinnacle, these beings of supernatural might could no longer be judged by ordinary standards.
Root King stared at Takama-ga-hara, which had slipped out of his control, and spoke grimly.
"Block the starship's attacks for me. I will break through the Dead Hand system's spatial barrier."
The surrounding Ōtsutsuki answered in unison.
"As you command!"
An attack capable of annihilating everything arrived without a sound.
The Ōtsutsuki each unleashed their unique powers, doing everything they could to carve out a safe zone for their king.
Inside Takama-ga-hara.
Standing atop a towering pile of corpses, Obito halted his slaughter.
Throughout the entire starship, aside from a handful of lucky ones who had hidden in remote corners.
Every remaining Ōtsutsuki had fallen at his feet.
Through the enormous screen.
Obito could see Root King breaking through the starship's spatial field.
"I need to hurry. That guy's about to get in..."
Muttering to himself, he began refining a Pill from the thousands of corpses.
A few minutes later.
Crack.
A crisp sound rang out.
It was as though something invisible had shattered.
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