At those words, a chilling sneer crossed Momoshiki's face. His eyes hardened, and he said coldly:
"Tell the Main Family? Hmph, have you been away from them so long that you've forgotten their true nature...?"
The Ōtsutsuki Clan had always sacrificed those beneath them to sustain those above.
If the Main Family learned of this, not only would they seize the root god tree, but Momoshiki and Kinshiki, master and servant, would likely be fed to it as nutrients at once.
Momoshiki had once stood at the top of the pyramid himself. He knew the Main Family's ways all too well.
He was not naive enough to believe they would still care about his former status after a thousand years.
Now, their only way out was to take the God Tree, claim its supreme power, then return to the Main Family and avenge their humiliation.
Hatred spread through Momoshiki's heart. The God Tree should have been his to protect.
Whether Isshiki or the Main Family, what right did they have to claim a share?
Consumed by boundless resentment, master and servant left the moon without hesitation and headed for the Shinobi World.
Meanwhile, Isshiki and the people of Konoha, still locked in a standoff, suddenly sensed danger creeping closer.
Shingetsu and Isshiki moved almost simultaneously. But while Shingetsu dragged the stunned bystanders to safety, Isshiki became the target of an attack.
The sky abruptly split open. Momoshiki and Kinshiki descended like meteorites, their landing gouging a huge crater into the ground.
They swept past the people of Konoha without so much as a glance at these inferior creatures and charged straight at Isshiki.
"Isshiki!"
Enemies meeting face-to-face burned with fury. The air reeked of hostility, and a battle to the death was about to unfold.
Momoshiki let out a savage,