At his urging, quite a few more Ōtsutsuki silently removed their forehead protectors and stood behind Momoshiki.
But some of the Ōtsutsuki roared in anger:
"Have you lost your minds? You're betraying the village just because of a few words from this freak?"
"Don't forget, we've lived here for twenty years! This is our home!"
"Betrayal? Ridiculous! Do you really think you're one of these inferior creatures?"
One of the defectors sneered.
"Have just twenty years of peaceful living made you forget even your ancestors?"
"Are you really content to spend your entire lives as livestock that do nothing but breathe, slaving away for these lowly humans?"
The crowd erupted. After a noisy uproar, quite a few Ōtsutsuki gritted their teeth and walked behind Momoshiki.
Even so, a large number of Ōtsutsuki remained rooted to the spot. They had long since grown used to their peaceful lives and had no desire whatsoever to return to the Ōtsutsuki Main Family, which sounded cold and unfeeling even in name.
Momoshiki raised his eyebrows, his gaze like someone looking at a heap of unrecyclable garbage. "It seems your knees have already taken root. Humans have thoroughly domesticated you into livestock."
"Since you refuse the dignity I'm offering and insist on debasing yourselves as slaves, keeping you alive would only waste air."
"You want to die? Then I'll grant your wish, you trash!"
The moment he finished speaking, Momoshiki merely raised his palm, and terrifyingly dense chakra instantly gathered within it.
Five distinctly different chakra natures churned wildly like boiling lava.
For the Ōtsutsuki Clan, there was no need to form hand seals as humans did. Wielding this power was as simple as breathing; a mere thought could destroy heaven and earth.
As they looked at the terrifying energy before them, unleashed without even