The sky of Earth did not just darken; it shattered. Thousands of white streaks—the Otsutsuki High Guard—descended like a rain of falling stars. At the center of the fleet was a massive, moon-sized palace of white stone, where the Otsutsuki King sat, his eyes a rhythmic pattern of infinite Rinnegan.
Isshiki Otsutsuki, now fully manifested in his true form, floated above the ruins of Konoha. He looked at Aizen, Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura with a gaze of pure, aristocratic disdain.
"You have played with stolen toys long enough," Isshiki declared, his voice warping the gravity around him. "The 'Void' is a parasite. We are the architects of the universe. Return the chakra, or be erased from the records of time."
The Deployment of the Espada
Aizen didn't even draw his sword. He simply nodded.
"Naruto. Sasuke. Sakura. Show the stars what happens when a 'God' meets the end of all things."
The three Espada launched into the atmosphere with a speed that bypassed the concept of movement.
Naruto met the first wave of the Otsutsuki fleet. He didn't use a jutsu; he used Absolute Displacement. He appeared in the center of a cluster of ten Otsutsuki warriors.
"Void Style: Planetary Cero."
A golden-black sphere of energy erupted from his chest, expanding until it consumed the warriors and their ships. They didn't explode; they simply ceased to exist, their particles becoming fuel for Naruto's wings.
Sasuke engaged the mid-tier commanders. His Void-Sharingan allowed him to predict the Otsutsuki's space-time ninjutsu before they even thought of it.
"Void Style: Amaterasu Dimension."
He swung his obsidian blade, cutting through the very fabric of space. The black flames didn't just burn their bodies; they burned the Karma seals off their souls, ensuring they could never resurrect.
Sakura faced the massive stone palace. Her green Reiatsu surged, turning into a colossal, skeletal lotus that bloomed in the vacuum of space.
"Void Style: Cell Disintegration."
The emerald petals touched the Otsutsuki ships, and the organic wood-stone of their technology began to rot and crumble, turning into gray ash.
The King's Wrath
The Otsutsuki King, seeing his vanguard decimated, stood up from his throne. He performed a single hand sign, a gesture that had ended thousands of civilizations.
"Takomagahara: The Universal Reset."
A wave of red light expanded from the palace, designed to revert all chakra to its original state. But as the wave hit Aizen's domain, it stopped. It didn't just stop—it decayed.
Aizen appeared in front of the King, his six wings casting a shadow that covered the entire fleet.
"You speak of 'returning' chakra, King," Aizen said, his voice echoing through the vacuum. "But you forget one thing. The Void does not return. It only takes. Your 'Godhood' is just a high-density energy source for my Hogyoku."
Aizen's eyes glowed with a terrifying light. "Hadō #99: Goryūtenmetsu—Void Version."
Five massive dragons made of pure, black spiritual energy erupted from the Earth's core, spiraling into space. They didn't just bite; they erased the reality of whatever they touched. The Otsutsuki King's palace began to crack under the pressure of a power that defied the laws of chakra.