"Facing one of the Uchiha Twin Stars, I've set up triple Genjutsu defense—No… quintuple Genjutsu defense! That should hold against Mangekyō-level illusion for a while, right?"
Raimon Denki muttered to himself as various layers of protection shimmered around him.
"In terms of Genjutsu resistance, five layers are more than enough. As for Ninjutsu… allow me to show you the first layer of my combat style—'A Shower of Blossoms Scattering Gold Coins!'"
A dozen scientific ninja tools materialized around him and detonated in sequence, firing off a barrage of B-rank-level ninjutsu one after another.
Uchiha Naiko stared at the incoming storm of attacks, her mouth twitching slightly.
Seriously? I'm a girl, you know. Do you have no pity for fragile flowers?
But giving up? That wasn't an Uchiha Naiko thing to do. She wasn't called one of the Uchiha Twin Stars for nothing.
"Fire Release: Fire Cyclone!!!"
"Wind Release: Aggregation Cannon!!!"
Two powerful ninjutsu lit up the arena.
"Combination Ninjutsu: Fire Dragon Cannon!"
Through precise chakra conversion, Naiko's releases transformed mid-formation, merging into a roaring fire dragon that surged forward.
Naruto raised a brow.
"This girl's form manipulation is impressive… but flashy. Is she influenced by that guy Ze Ping? Why does he teach all the kids nonsense like 'coolness lasts a lifetime'…?"
The image of a handsome but perpetually stern-faced young Uchiha flickered in Naruto's memory.
Uchiha genes truly were frightening—they produced nothing but handsome men and beautiful women.
Naiko's technique swept away the rain of attacks—
Only for another wave to instantly replace it.
No matter how she countered, more attacks immediately followed.
Raimon Denki wasn't just throwing money at her—every attack was calculated.
Scientific ninja tools were infamous for being expensive.
And Denki—Orochimaru's disciple and a bona fide second-generation rich kid—had never lacked resources.
Naiko soon realized that her hand-seal speed simply couldn't keep up.
Even though her advanced mastery allowed her to use only one or two seals each time, Denki needed none.
Whenever she struck, she hit nothing.
Whenever she countered, she was targeted again.
She felt completely outmaneuvered.
"Damn it! Why is this brat's fighting style so underhanded?!"
"Does he really think this lady is an easy target?!"
Naiko grumbled, flipping through the air as she evaded another barrage.
Any attack that strayed beyond the barrier's containment field was absorbed and recycled as energy.
Then—
"Wind Release: Wind!"
"Fire Release: Fire!"
"Lightning Release: Lightning!"
Two clones appeared beside her.
With her main body, all three formed hand seals simultaneously, each tapping a different elemental nature.
The merging chakra ignited with explosive brilliance.
"Light Release: Stellar Cannon!!!!"
Gasps erupted from the crowd.
"What is that!?"
Hyūga Hatsune exclaimed in shock.
Sarada folded her arms with a hint of pride.
"That's Naiko's special technique. She calls it Light Release. It isn't a Kekkei Genkai—it just resembles a laser beam, so that's the name she gave it. It's her trump card."
C let out a sigh.
"You're all hiding too many things…"
He knew better than anyone—these monsters had even stronger moves they hadn't shown yet.
Of course, he had his own trump card too.
Sarada and Hatsune exchanged knowing smiles but remained silent.
Private Observation Room
Just then, the door opened.
A man with gentle features and golden hair stepped inside.
Minato Namikaze.
Even after so many years, he seemed untouched by time—still the most handsome shinobi the world had ever seen.
Naruto had inherited strength and authority…
but Minato carried a radiance like the sun itself.
Minato caught sight of Naiko's Stellar Cannon the moment he entered.
His eyes gleamed brightly.
"I shall name that technique—'Rasengan Laser Earth-Shattering Eight Styles!!!'"
Naruto and Shisui froze.
The awkwardness was palpable.
Naruto's expression tightened.
He alone knew the true horror of his father's naming sense.
Two years ago, Minato had named one of his newly refined Rasengan forms:
"Rasengan Flash Super-Transcendental Dance Roar Six Styles."
If someone heard only the name, they'd never guess it was even a Rasengan.
Only the updated Flying Thunder God Technique had escaped becoming a naming victim—
because Senju Tobirama personally stepped in to stop Minato from ruining it.
Compared to Minato, Tobirama's naming sense was practically elegant.
"Dad… why are you here? Weren't you with Mom?"
Naruto asked helplessly.
"Your mother went to find Mikoto," Minato replied.
Then his tone turned solemn.
"I'm not here to chat.
The Tenseigan on the moon detected three massive chakra signatures approaching the ninja world from outer space."
A pause.
"They will arrive in three days."
"It's almost certain—they're members of the Ōtsutsuki Clan.
The signatures match… but the timing is off."
Minato Namikaze's expression darkened noticeably as he spoke about the timing.
Naruto and Shisui immediately understood why.
Future Sasuke had already informed them of the original arrival schedule.
The ones approaching now should be the trio sent to capture Kaguya—
Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki
Ōtsutsuki Kinshiki
Ōtsutsuki Urashiki
But according to Sasuke's timeline, they were months early.
Naruto exhaled slowly, deep in thought.
Well… with everything I've done up to now, shifting the timeline forward by only a few months is already not bad.
The future isn't fixed. I would've been more shocked if nothing changed at all.
He had even mentally prepared for an attack from the Shinigami Clan—
yet they hadn't shown themselves.
Instead, the Ōtsutsuki had arrived early.
And once this trio was defeated, the true chain of consequences would begin.
Back then, their loss had eventually alerted the main Ōtsutsuki forces.
That was when the clan finally sent a true powerhouse—Ōtsutsuki Bushiki.
After Bushiki fell, the real calamity struck.
The true Ōtsutsuki elites descended—a full-scale invasion of the Ninja World.
Someone out there in the universe had finally realized just how anomalous this world was.
They sent one of the clan's absolute terrors:
Ōtsutsuki Shiki.
A being at demigod-level, one of the five great elders of the Ōtsutsuki Clan.
Mobilizing an elder was equivalent to declaring war.
Ordinarily, internal disputes only warranted Six Paths–level operatives.
"Looks like the time has come…"
Shisui murmured.
The katana at his waist trembled faintly, as if responding to a distant threat.
"Prepare yourselves," Naruto said, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
"No need to bury them. I heard Orochimaru is running low on test subjects…
Let's deliver them to him in one piece."
Shisui snorted softly in amusement.
Beyond the Ninja World
Far outside the planet's atmosphere, three figures cut through the void at superluminal speed.
Momoshiki.
Kinshiki.
Urashiki.
Suddenly, all three paused mid-flight.
"…Did you just sneeze?"
Urashiki asked.
"Something feels… unsettling,"
Momoshiki muttered, rubbing his nose.
As if the universe itself was warning them:
turn back.
They continued forward anyway.
(End of Chapter)
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