The armies of the Three Great Star Regions, tens of millions strong, formed a spectacular battle line that stretched almost across an entire galaxy.
Hundreds of thousands of warships gleamed with a cold metallic sheen in the void, like the sharpest blades in the night sky.
Floating at the very front were the Rakshasa Holy Lord and the Starfeather Great Emperor.
Although the Rakshasa Holy Lord and the Starfeather Great Emperor looked so small before hundreds of thousands of enormous ships, their figures towered in the eyes of the millions of soldiers.
Yet in the eyes of the millions of soldiers, their figures were incomparably imposing.
At that moment, the Rakshasa Holy Lord stepped forward and shouted:
"Warriors! Today, we will face a decisive battle that will determine the future fate of the universe! Before us lies the Ōtsutsuki Clan's star region! You all know perfectly well what they have done.
"They drain and destroy planets, and now they even seek to reach into our homes and destroy everything we cherish! Tell me, what should we do now?"
At those words, everyone thought of those destroyed planets-desolate, deathly silent, and utterly lifeless!
When they imagined the same happening to their own planets, an incomparable fury immediately rose in their hearts.
Then a voice came over one warship's loudspeaker:
"Kill them! We have to kill them all! They're the parasites of the universe! We cannot let our homes be destroyed!"
Once someone spoke up, shouts immediately rose in unison from below:
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
For a time, the perfectly synchronized shouts echoed through this part of the universe.
Even space seemed barely able to withstand them, rippling and twisting like a mass of water.
The Rakshasa Holy Lord was very satisfied with their spirit, and he continued:
"In today's battle, we