Chapter 194 Kokugan

"Inferior creatures, you will pay for this!" Momoshiki roared, his fury echoing through the battlefield. Watching his companions fall one by one to the "inferior creatures" they had once looked down on, the bitterness and resentment in his voice were undeniable.

But in his haste for revenge, Momoshiki had underestimated his opponents. Tatsuya, relentless in his pursuit, had forced Urashiki into a panic, and the Kinshiki found itself on the back foot. Hollow, seizing the opening in the chaos of the battle, sought to take advantage of the situation and remove Urashiki from the fight entirely.

However, they had seriously underestimated Tatsuya's ability to control the battlefield. His precise actions shattered their strategy, sending them reeling. Just as Urashiki scrambled to react, Tatsuya's Shadow Clone appeared before Kinshiki, blocking his escape.

Though still seething over Urashiki's attack on Naruto, Minato learned from the earlier encounter. He quickly shifted his focus, neutralizing the threat Urashiki posed with decisive action. With one opponent down, he turned to help Hatake deal with Kinshiki, following Tatsuya's instructions.

Meanwhile, Tatsuya's Shadow Clone disappeared, its job complete. The brief but intense pressure the clone had exerted on Kinshiki seemed to have struck a chord. The Ōtsutsuki giant was beginning to grasp the full extent of the danger posed by these "inferior humans." While the clone was merely a projection, its strength was far greater than they had anticipated, and its Chakra distribution was more deceptive than they could sense.

Kinshiki now found himself facing both Minato and Sakumo simultaneously, a daunting challenge that tested his limits. The old saying "a single sword is no match for two". Overwhelmed by the sudden turn of events, he faltered, his movements sluggish as he tried to regain his footing in the fight.

As for Momoshiki, who had been locked in a confrontation with Tatsuya, the chaos only deepened his panic. Tatsuya was quickly gaining the upper hand. Tatsuya knew the battlefield well, and his rapid calculations allowed him to take full advantage of his position.

With swift teleportation, Tatsuya left Momoshiki behind and reappeared beside Kinshiki. The once-formidable opponent was now a mere shadow of his former self, broken under the pressure of facing multiple enemies at once.

"Chidori!" The cry rang out as Hatake Sakumo, ever the skilled tactician, thrust his massive lightning-charged spear through Kinshiki's abdomen. The attack struck with brutal precision, piercing the powerful Ōtsutsuki warrior's defenses and bringing him to his knees.

The battle was shifting, and Tatsuya could feel the tide turning in their favor. Despite the overwhelming power of the Ōtsutsuki clan, the "inferior humans" were proving to be more than capable of handling the threat.

Suddenly, blood surged from Kinshiki's body, his eyes wide with disbelief. The overwhelming shock of the situation was clear in his expression.

He had never anticipated that the ones who had come to capture the Jinchūriki would themselves become the prey on the chopping block.

As Tatsuya slipped away, Momoshiki immediately shifted position, but his movements were lacking in both speed and timing. What had begun as a three-on-three battle had quickly transformed into a three-on-one confrontation, a dire shift for the Ōtsutsuki.

Amidst the chaos, Momoshiki merged with Kinshiki, fusing their powers. Tatsuya, caught off guard by this unexpected maneuver, realized that the battle had just taken a dangerous turn. What was once a manageable fight had now become evenly matched.

The fusion resulted in a golden Rinnegan appearing between Momoshiki's foreheads, an incredibly powerful symbol of their newfound strength. This third Rinnegan, however, was unlike the original. In the original timeline, the fusion of the five Rinnegan forms was disastrous—far weaker than expected. But the battlefield had shifted, and with the golden Rinnegan in play, the stakes were even higher.

Yet, despite the dramatic change in the situation, Tatsuya remained unfazed. For him, the fusion of Momoshiki and Kinshiki only prolonged the inevitable. It did nothing to alter the outcome of the battle.

Tatsuya had been eager to end the conflict quickly, but with the fusion complete, he would need to redistribute his Chakra to match the heightened challenge. Against powerful foes, it was only natural to show respect by unveiling some of his abilities, though he was in no rush to do so.

"Inferior creatures," Momoshiki sneered, his voice brimming with venom, "your end is near."

The words were filled with rage as Momoshiki's heart burned with hatred. The Ōtsutsuki clan had been relentlessly defeated by these humans, and his pride could not accept it.

Minato and Sakumo tried to prevent the fusion, but just as the process neared completion, Momoshiki unleashed a Shinra Tensei, forcing them back and making it impossible for them to intervene. The two had already expended a considerable amount of Chakra throughout the battle, and with the growing intensity of the fight, they could no longer afford to make reckless moves.

Tatsuya, however, stood nearby, his eyes closed in calm contemplation. He said nothing, offering no instructions. He remained unconcerned, fully aware that the fight was far from over, but confident in his control over the battlefield.

The two experienced shinobi, Minato and Sakumo hesitated, sensing Tatsuya's focus and understanding that any rash actions would only make matters worse. They, too, held their ground, waiting for the right moment to strike.

In Tatsuya's understanding, the Ōtsutsuki clan was known for their mastery of manipulation of Chakra and dojutsu. They wielded their abilities with a sense of superiority, believing themselves to be beyond reproach. Tatsuya, however, had no intention of letting their arrogance stand unchallenged.

Faced with the inevitable battle ahead, Tatsuya devised a plan to confront them on their terms. He would turn their strengths against them, using the very tactics they excelled in to defeat them. The fusion of Momoshiki, he recalled, had proven victorious in many battles, and he did not doubt that, in the coming days, this version of Momoshiki would cause trouble for Konoha. Rather than letting this threat loom over the future, Tatsuya decided to end it here and now. 

He was not one to shy away from confronting problems head-on, especially when a decisive solution could eliminate them once and for all.

As Momoshiki's fusion proceeded uninterrupted by Minato and Sakumo, the transformation continued. Momoshiki's long hair, once hanging loosely, began to expand and surge with power. His ears—previously short—grew longer, taking on the unmistakable shape of a rabbit's. The most noticeable change, however, was the black lines that marred his pale skin, twisting across his form like dark veins. Three golden Rinnegan appeared, each set into his black-and-white face like shimmering gems, marking the full completion of his transformation.

Minato and Sakumo both took a collective breath, their expressions momentarily taken aback. The aesthetics of the Ōtsutsuki were, to say the least, unsettling, a far cry from anything they were accustomed to. While they had seen their fair share of strange sights in their time, the grotesque appearance of Momoshiki's new form still managed to surprise them. Despite the unease, both remained resolute, prepared for the battle that lay ahead.

After the fusion, Momoshiki's chakra surged powerfully within him, a constant flow of chakra that seemed to intensify with each passing moment. The strength that coursed through his body made him laugh uncontrollably, a manic expression spreading across his face.

Tatsuya, his eyes still closed in quiet contemplation, remained calm as he observed the transformation. Beside him, Minato and Sakumo stood ready, their resolve unwavering. Yet, in Tatsuya's eyes, the new form of Momoshiki appeared almost pitiful—like an albino crawling from the muck, not a fearsome figure, but rather a grotesque parody of power. In truth, his original appearance had never been much to boast about.

Momoshiki's voice dripped with disdain as he sneered at them. "Pathetic humans," he growled, his tone tinged with madness. "Surrender now. Perhaps I'll spare your pitiful lives a little longer, though it's hardly worth the effort."

Tatsuya floated effortlessly towards him, his tone calm and measured. "If you continue your monologue just a little longer, perhaps I'll allow all three of you to die together," he said, his words cutting through the air with quiet authority.

Momoshiki's face twisted in rage at the memory of Ōtsutsuki Urashiki's defeat. Tatsuya had reduced him to ash, his last words nothing more than a bitter echo in the wind.

In response, Momoshiki's expression morphed into one of fierce anger, his hair—now golden and lion-like—flaring as he prepared to strike. The energy around him crackled with a dangerous intensity, and he lashed out, aiming to ensnare Tatsuya within his grasp.

However, what Momoshiki didn't expect was how effortlessly Tatsuya avoided the attack. With a flicker of movement, he dodged the assault, his form vanishing in a blur as the strike passed harmlessly through the air.

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