Chapter 259: Finally Entering B Rank x Asking the God with a Sword
[Prompt: Point Allocation Complete]
[Name: Roy Zoldyck]
[Physique: 1257.8 -> 2232.8 (Note: Ordinary person is 1)]
[One, Manifested Aura Volume: C+ (90,415 / 100,000) -> B- (670,000 / 1,000,000) (Note: Rating is based on Chimera Ants, reference Youpi: B (400,000 / 1,000,000))]
[In the Naruto world, referencing the "One-Tails"—Shukaku of the Sand, the Chakra volume is approximately: 50 Kakashis (Kakashi)... The Host's current Aura volume is approximately "25 Kakashis", which is 0.5 Shukaku.]
[Two, Potential Aura Volume: B- (1,874 / 1,000,000) -> B (540,000 / 1,000,000) (Note: If using Youpi as a reference, reference Youpi: B (400,000 / 1,000,000), it is still above Youpi's)]
[In the Naruto world, referencing the "One-Tails"—Shukaku of the Sand, the Chakra volume is approximately: 50 Kakashis (Kakashi)... The Host's potential Aura volume is approximately "100 Kakashis", which is 2 Shukakus.]
[Three, Nen Ability Shape Transformation: Lv3 (7,845 / 10,000) -> Lv4 (12,450 / 100,000) (Note: Due to the soaring numerical value of the Host's Aura volume, the shape transformation of Nen has slightly increased)]
[Four, Nen Ability Nature Transformation: Yang: Lv4 (43,515 / 100,000) -> Lv4 (47,541 / 100,000) (Note: Due to the soaring numerical value of the Host's Aura volume, the nature of Nen has slightly increased)]
[Yin: Lv3 (142 / 10,000) -> Lv3 (8,974 / 10,000) (Note: Thanks to the "Negative Emotions" gifted by "Muzan", "Kokushibo", "Nakime", and others, the Host is only a hair away from reaching LV4 and unlocking the "Mangekyou Sharingan")]
[Fire: Lv3 (8,741 / 10,000) -> Lv4 (1,540 / 100,000)]
[Water: Lv3 (2,487 / 10,000) -> Lv3 (3,514 / 10,000)]
[Wind: Lv2 (547 / 1,000) -> Lv3 (1,547 / 10,000)]
[Earth: Lv3 (240 / 10,000) -> Lv3 (387 / 10,000)]
[Rating: B- (Higher than Kite, only a hair away from Neferpitou, Youpi, and Shaiapouf)]
[Evaluation: Above the front line, below the peak (The Host has grown from the initial green apple seedling into a tall apple tree heavy with fruit.) (According to mental feedback... already possesses the strength to challenge Silva Zoldyck)]
Pop— The light faded. The blood cocoon shattered. The brand new panel appeared as the brand new Roy took a step out.
The boy was overflowing with the light of Nen. His formerly black hair faded in an instant, changing into "silver attire," draping purely down to his waist, making... Maha, Zeno, Illumi, and the others looking intently at him freeze on the spot!
His height had increased, yes.
His muscle definition was clearer and brighter, yes.
His physique was perfect, where adding a bit would be too much and taking a bit away would be too little, yes.
His hair, no!
"Silver hair!"
No,
"Your hair..." Illumi shrank in the shadows, staring blankly at Roy. Opening and closing his mouth, before he could speak, his "inner voice" was caught by Roy in advance!
The boy's silver hair swayed in the wind. He stretched lazily. [En] emerged, instantly spreading from beneath his feet. In the blink of an eye, it covered the bedroom, the hallway, the first floor, the second floor, brushing past Silva, past Tsubone, past Gotoh who had just gone out the door, instantly enveloping the entire Zoldyck family ancient castle. The range reached a full five hundred meters before it barely stopped.
He bowed to Maha and Zeno, saying, "Great-Grandfather, Grandpa, I'm sorry to have worried you."
As he lowered his head, a waterfall of silver hair cascaded down like quicksilver. Bathed in moonlight and enhanced by the lighting, it was supple and glowed brightly, without a single trace of black. It was indeed an unmistakable metamorphosis!
Zeno, similarly with striking white hair, stood with his hands behind his back. He secretly glanced at Maha in front of him. The old man, hands in his pockets, stared at Roy without a word, as if reminiscing, sighing, or perhaps worrying. Frowning, he said faintly, "Look at the curse on the back of your hand."
Roy straightened his back, standing barefoot on the floor. With a wave of his hand, he grabbed a pair of shorts and put them on.
Bare-chested, he stretched out his hand... Visibly to the naked eye... the curse displaying a countdown timer like a clock suddenly stopped. In less than a breath, it actually began to rewind, going straight from—
8 Years 7 Months 21 Days 21 Hours 34 Minutes... rewinding to... 8 Years 10 Months 21 Days 21 Hours 34 Minutes... displaying—
With Roy's substantial increase in strength this time, his lifespan had undoubtedly been extended by three months.
Maha showed neither surprise nor joy. He narrowed his old eyes and said deeply, "As expected, He has never stopped paying attention to you."
Should it be said... thanks to Grandpa Zzigg?
Compared to being constantly watched, Roy was more concerned about what exactly his Grandpa Zzigg did in the Dark Continent, that [That Being] would vent His anger on him and keep hounding him!
"Grandpa means that Roy's change this time couldn't escape the other party's perception either?" Zeno also frowned.
On the back of Roy's hand, the curse that had rewound three months started ticking again like a clock... Maha said faintly, "Hard to say."
As his words fell, the three people in the room, including Illumi, fell into silence...
However, when a carriage reaches the mountain, there will surely be a road; when a boat reaches the bridgehead, it will naturally go straight. After a moment, Roy clenched his fist with a snap, directly crushing the air in his palm, narrowed his eyes, and said, "The more He pays attention, the more anxious He is, and the more He has no way to physically cross Lake Mobius and descend upon Padokea."
"But His believers can." Zeno stood with his hands behind his back, a trace of killing intent suddenly flashing deep in his pupils: "Those people from the [Truth Cult] are all lunatics, and you..."
Zeno shot a sidelong glance at Roy and said, "Are already on their 'Heretic' list!"
What is a "Heretic"? An apostate, a non-believer, a person singled out and spurned by a god... all are heretics!
Roy remembered Guzman, who could never be killed and always escaped using a [Scapegoat Rag Doll],
Remembered the pair of men and women he observed in Meteor City back then,
Remembered the certain fruit farmer Zeno mentioned earlier, who, under the guise of an Archbishop, successfully infiltrated the [Truth] Cult.
All of this... made one have to be vigilant!
"Then we'll kill them all!" Illumi finally seemed to snap out of his daze.
The boy, harboring the [Shinso Wooden Nail], looked at Roy's dazzling silver hair cascading down and said calmly...
Roy then chuckled lightly and echoed, "Then we'll kill them all!"
Dare to reach out, and the hand will be chopped off; dare to kick, and the leg will be stomped on... Roy looked up through the window frame at the bright moon setting in the west and the red sun hiding below the horizon, eager to leap out, and said in a long voice: "One day, I will stand before Him and personally ask Him, with my sword... ask Him!"
Whoosh~ [En] retracted, the surging Nen gathering back into Roy's body.
With this point allocation, the boy's stature could no longer be suppressed, growing another five centimeters taller. Standing in the bedroom now, he was already taller than everyone present.
Maha listened quietly, watched, and felt the boy's spiritedness and boldness. While his thoughts fluctuated, he heard his beloved wife Betty say: "Maha, the child looks like Zzigg."
With a step, his figure suddenly flashed, exiting the room and leaving on his own...
"You're all grown up now and have your own ideas. This old man will just watch... watch for the day you stand before Him..."
The curtain swayed slightly,
Maha vanished.
Roy gave a soft "Yes,"
Then felt a warmth on his shoulder. Lowering his head, he saw a gratified Zeno.
The old man said nothing, yet seemed to say everything. He patted his shoulder gently, then merged into the shadows, leaving as Maha did...
Dong~ Exactly at 4:00 AM, after tossing and turning for a while, the wooden clock in the corner struck the hour again.
Roy watched Zeno leave, instantly tracking his footsteps. Then looking at Illumi, remembering how the boy had gone mad and wantonly emitted killing intent earlier, he said gently, "Go back to sleep."
Illumi looked at him silently. He didn't move immediately, opening his mouth to ask, "How strong are you now?"
Roy felt the Nen constantly flowing within his body... With a move of his bones, he could casually pull out a sword bone... His blood qi was brimming, containing abundant vitality... His organs were functioning perfectly, majestic and powerful, each performing its duties, and could even be backed up. He shook his head and said, "I don't know either. Perhaps..." The boy looked up at Kukuroo Mountain, dormant on the earth like a great dragon, took a breath, and said, "I'll have to try it out to know."
Moving his feet, in an instant, Roy Photified. In the next glance, he appeared in the corridor outside the door and began his morning run.
I don't know... Could there be a day when I don't know too? Illumi only felt his vision blur. Turning his head, Roy was already far away. He lowered his eyes, leaned against the wall, remained silent for a moment, then turned and chased after him...
Tap... tap... Two figures, one tall and one short, one with silver hair and one with black hair, one robust and one slightly slender, brushed through the corridor, past the dim little room where Zeno was massaging Maha's back, and filed out through the main gate of the ancient castle...
In the second-floor bedroom, in front of that huge circular floor-to-ceiling window...
A man with silver hair no less impressive than Roy's, holding Killua, whose forehead also had a few silver fluffs, looked down from high above, watching Roy and Illumi exit the ancient castle and head straight for the foot of the mountain... In those sharp eagle eyes, an intense anticipation was born amidst the seriousness. Grandpa said he would watch... Silva's gaze crossed the mountain, he wanted to watch too...
Soon,
Roy led Illumi down the mountain path, listening to the clear breeze calling in their ears, smelling the fresh and fragrant scent of the earth. One in front and one behind, like two bolts of lightning, they darted down... In the distance, they saw Kurajin, holding a walking stick in each hand, waiting at the end of the mountain path as usual! Whoosh~ Speed soaring... Roy didn't stop, flashing right past the young girl's shoulder... The clear breeze he whipped up made the girl's golden ponytails float upwards. Immediately following... was Illumi, similarly flashing past her using "Shadow Step"...
"Y-Young Master?" Kurajin froze for a moment.
Roy's dazzling silver hair sparkled under the moonlight... Kurajin widened her eyes, barely managing to catch a hint of a familiar scent from his retreating back. The walking stick in her hand dropped to the ground with a clatter, rolling away and getting stained with some dew-wet green mud. "Silver hair... How did the Young Master also get silver hair?" Not only was Kurajin stunned, but Mike, who encountered Roy on the road, was stunned, and Zebro, who was guarding the gate at the foot of the mountain, was also stunned...
The bald middle-aged uncle saw Roy and Illumi sprinting towards him. Just as he was about to take off his hat and bow, calling out, "Master," the word "Master" hadn't even left his mouth before he forcibly swallowed it back down!
Heavens... what did he see... a young... Silva!
No... no, is it the Eldest Young Master with dyed hair?
No... still not right, how did the Eldest Young Master... suddenly get so tall?
Just yesterday morning, they had greeted each other. How could he turn into another person overnight without even a day passing?
His thoughts were in a messy tangle. Zebro stood blankly at the door. Even though the dog days of summer had arrived, he felt like he was still stuck in the dead of winter, frozen stiff by the "cold"! Creak, past the mountain path is the mountain gate.
Roy arrived first at the Testing Gate. He looked up at the seven layers of doors, dense with the aura of time, telling a mottled history. Hearing Illumi arrive behind him, standing not far away, he extended a palm and pressed it against the door...
At the right moment, Illumi's surprised voice came from behind: "You're not using both hands?"
"Did Father use both?"
"No."
"Then why should I?"
A disciple need not be inferior to the master, and a master need not be wiser than the disciple... Roy turned back and smiled at Illumi: "You have to dare to imagine, Illumi. Only if you dare to imagine, do you have the chance to become stronger."
And this is exactly the essence of "Nen" — relying on the power of "I think, therefore it is" powered by imagination!
As his words fell, Roy ignored the stunned Illumi, surged his strength abruptly towards his palm, and gave a light shout: "Open!"
Rumble rumble rumble~ One door, two doors, three doors... five doors... six doors, until...
The seventh door, the Testing Gate weighing two hundred and fifty-six tons, opened completely!
Beside him, the stiff Zebro silently opened his mouth wide, his legs going weak, and sat down hard on the ground!
"He opened it... Young Master Roy pushed open the Testing Gate... Young Master Roy pushed open the Testing Gate..." A distant, excited shout drifted away with the mountain wind...
In the second-floor bedroom, the owner of the gaze that closely followed the boy rarely grinned...
"Hehehe... haha..." Silva's eyes glinted sharply. He laughed out loud, his voice shaking the roof tiles!
On the first floor, Zeno, who was massaging Maha's back, pierced through the heavy walls with his gaze and looked over, saying with emotion: "Grandpa, you heard it too. I guess... even Silva himself didn't expect this day would come so fast."
"Did you?"
"I didn't either," Zeno said frankly. "Not only did I not expect it to be this fast, but I also didn't expect this child Roy to break his bloodline limit on his own and successfully revert to his ancestors. It's truly surprising..."
Creak... Maha listened to the cartoon, rocking in his chair silently...
Surprising? ... Killing a God, taking His godhood, inheriting His faith, such... good fortune... was bound to happen. Maha remembered the boy half-jokingly saying to him when he woke up in the middle of the night: "Just killed a God."
Come to think of it, this wasn't an illusion, nor was it some false god, but a genuine True God who was worshipped and revered by believers as a totem! Not to be underestimated, even less to be despised and slighted, or even... doubted!
"You couldn't imagine it, so you are weak." Maha lifted his back, letting Zeno reach his lower back as much as possible. He groaned comfortably and said, "Reverting to ancestors is not enough. Didn't you hear the child say, he wants to ask the God with a sword, he wants to be... above the God!"
"So,"
"Silver hair won't be his endpoint..."
Zeno: "..."
Silent for a moment.
He looked up into the heavy night, his gaze leaping over Kukuroo Mountain to the foot of the mountain, seeing the Testing Gate completely open. The boy, situated in the center, wearing a thin cloak woven from moonlight, made him feel, for the first time in his life, a touch of... envy...
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