Chapter 269: Kastro VS Hisoka x Benjamin Hoikoro
"Second, according to the intelligence sent by Hall, that Guzman the Young Master has been paying attention to seems to have deeply penetrated the upper echelons of the V5 nations, especially Kakin," Tsubone frowned and said: "According to what Hall saw with his own eyes, he once saw his traces at the birthday banquet of the First Prince of the Kakin Empire, Benjamin Hoikoro. At that time, the other party had a great conversation with the First Prince, and their relationship looked far from simple."
Kakin... the Three Sacred Treasures... the Seed Urn Ceremony... Roy finished the last piece of steak on his plate, and through Shared Vision, he took a faint glance. Emerging from the street, with his hands in his pockets, walking slowly towards the church, was Hisoka.
In his mind spontaneously surfaced a man with quite a military temperament, a tough and serious face, followed by a peculiar Nen beast resembling a fly with many "compound eyes". His own Nen ability, Those Who Inherit the Stars, could completely inherit the Nen abilities of his deceased subordinates, growing endlessly without an upper limit... This couldn't help but make Roy think of the path of Faith.
He thought of Receiving, he thought of Depriving!
"You spoke too late, the person... has already arrived."
"Who?"
Roy lazily pulled out a tissue, slowly wiped his mouth and said: "Didn't you just say it?"
"That... Hisoka Morow!"
Tsubone's expression grew stern, turning her head to glance out the window. The night was deepening, the thick darkness dotted with a few stars, accompanied by the bright moon shedding a cunning moonlight...
Meteor City.
Kastro stood in the cleared, empty courtyard in front of the church, staring intently at the end of the street through the moonlight. His eyes narrowed, his body tensed up, "A Nen user?"
"It seems... not just an ordinary Nen user..."
"Young Master wants me to retreat... which means the other party comes with ill intentions!"
Aura nodes vibrating, Nen aura surging, ready to strike... Kastro said with his back to Roy: "Young Master, please allow me to be willful this one time, Kastro also wants to try."
[Believer: Kastro]
[Overflowing Loyalty]
[Physique: 757]
[Manifested Aura Volume: C (35741/100000)]
[Potential Aura Volume: B (740,000/1,000,000)]
[Four Major Principles Practice Progress: Ten and Zetsu are complete... Ren is in progress...]
[Evaluation: C-, Elite Chimera Ant Squad Leader level, after developing his Nen ability, might be able to fight a Squadron Leader]
Roy's clone Taiyi, a head of black hair appearing as if steeped in wind and frost, beard and hair all silver, holding a scripture, silently recited: "Praise the Sun," turned his head and faintly swept a glance at Hisoka who had already entered the courtyard. The red light at the bottom of his eyes flickered, seeing through the other party's reality and falsehood...
[Hisoka Morow]
[Physique: 1357]
[Manifested Aura Volume: C+ (95741/100000)]
[Potential Aura Volume: B+ (150,000/1,000,000)]
[Display Status: Abnormal (Note: Detected a faint trace of 'Faith Power' hidden on his body, suspected to be a Blessing)]
Roy took another look at a transparent owl lying on his shoulder... Magical Beast Encyclopedia slowly unrolls...
[Identified as a B-rank magical beast... A projection of the Champion Owl residing on the other party's body...]
[Innate Nen Ability: 'Frameless Vision', can collect dynamic information of the direction he is in 360 degrees without dead ends, and ultimately transmit it to the host as a 'real image']
Roy's deep gaze emitted a dark light, instantly looking through the round pupils of the owl, deep into the void...
Kakin Empire, Royal Palace, in a luxurious and magnificent grand hall. A man dressed in military uniform, below him two rows of private soldiers, seven on the left and seven on the right, with serious faces, unsmiling. He was resting his chin on his hand, calmly listening to the green-haired youth beside him explaining something. At a certain moment, he raised an eyebrow, and across the giant screen in front of him, locked eyes with the silver-haired boy in the pale church. Only then did he hear Guzman say: "Hehehe... Your Highness, I told you, that guy is extraordinary."
"He discovered us just like that. It seems I've won."
"Reward." A box of money was casually thrown at Guzman's feet. The First Prince of the Kakin Empire, Benjamin Hoikoro, waved his hand casually. Guzman's green hair swayed in the wind. He didn't even look at the money box at his feet, smiling as he said: "I made a bet with Your Highness, only to prove to Your Highness that Roy Zoldyck is not an ordinary person, at least..."
Guzman disdainfully swept a glance at the private soldiers on both sides belonging to Benjamin, carefully selected and cultivated by him, and said: "Not worse than these pieces of trash cultivated by Your Highness, even... stronger than a few of them combined, making him the most suitable nourishment for Your Highness."
In the grand hall, fourteen gazes suddenly stabbed down together like knives...
Benjamin's dozens of private soldiers, either glaring angrily, narrowing their eyes, clenching their fists, or hiding their hands in their sleeves in the shape of a hand blade, calmly waiting for something... After a moment, Benjamin turned his head, swept a glance at Guzman and said: "And then?"
"Anger the Zoldycks and be hunted for assassination for the rest of your life?"
"What Your Highness says is exactly right." A private soldier stepped forward. He was about forty years old, having served in the Kakin Empire army as a 'private', 'platoon leader', 'company commander', 'battalion commander', 'regiment commander', up to 'brigade commander'. He was also a veteran who had followed Benjamin Hoikoro the longest, almost watching him grow up. He stepped out from the crowd and said: "I don't believe an underage boy can be that strong. It is the Truth Cult instead!"
The old brigade commander glared at Guzman with narrowed eyes and snorted coldly: "Not only do you contact His Highness, but you also contact Morena, the Xi-Yu... and several V5 great nations like Mingbo and Kukan'yu. Now I want to ask on behalf of His Highness... what exactly do you want to do?"
"Kill people!" Guzman was concise and comprehensive, saying frankly: "Kill everyone in the Zoldyck family!"
"To achieve this, we will not hesitate to gather all the power in the world!"
"Absurd!" The grand hall suddenly fell silent. Then came the requests from the old brigade commander and many other private soldiers who were almost laughing from anger: "Your Highness, I, Grant / I, Gaspar / I, Colin, request to expel this absurd charlatan from the royal palace, and forbid the Truth Cult from continuing to preach in Kakin!"
The private soldiers stepped out one by one, kneeling on one knee with their right hands on their chests with a rustle...
In the grand hall, on the throne, Benjamin Hoikoro looked down from above at Guzman, the only one still standing, looked at him quietly and said: "You, what do you say?"
Guzman remained unmoved, a sneer tracing the corner of his mouth as he said: "I stick to my view."
The old brigade commander couldn't hold back, suddenly raising his head, looking at him dangerously and said: "What do you think Kakin is? A family, no matter how formidable, so what? Could it possibly contend against a nation?"
"Guzman, don't forget, no matter how strong a human is, they cannot block a nuclear bomb strike!"
Mortal and Nen are different. The power of a Nen user is unimaginable to ordinary people... But in front of the mighty power of a nation, even someone as strong as Meruem couldn't withstand the Miniature Rose, let alone others?
But... some things... some objects... some people, and even some Disasters completely cannot be measured by common sense... For example, the Five Great Calamities, for example, the Wish-Granting Entity, and for example... Demigods, or even... Gods!
"Stupid guys!" Guzman simply didn't look at the many private soldiers led by the old brigade commander. He just straightened his back and said to Benjamin Hoikoro: "Nuclear bombs are not omnipotent either. Whether humans can withstand it or not, Your Highness the Prince, I believe you should know clearly."
Benjamin Hoikoro fell silent...
Seeing him resting his chin on his hand and not speaking, even if the old brigade commander and the others wanted to refute, they sensibly closed their mouths.
Faintly sensing something was wrong, after a long while,
Benjamin Hoikoro was suddenly heard tapping the armrest, asking Guzman: "Are you saying that Roy Zoldyck has the potential to surpass Netero and become an A-rank powerhouse?"
Guzman narrowed his eyes at Hisoka on the screen, who stepped into the courtyard, faced Kastro, and looked past him to the young priest silently playing with a wooden box in the main hall of the church. He answered irrelevantly: "Whether he has that strength or not, I dare not guarantee to Your Highness, but... Hisoka's strength, Your Highness has seen it."
Guzman disdainfully glanced at the old brigade commander and the others.
Right here back then, Hisoka alone continuously defeated dozens of the private soldiers present, including the old brigade commander. Although they wanted to refute, the words reached their mouths, but they swallowed them back in shame. They had to admit... the strength of that red-haired young man, who was now the Archbishop of the Truth Cult, was no small matter!
"Then let's watch..." The screen suspended at the very front of the grand hall moved, rippling...
Meteor City, Pale Church courtyard.
Late at night, the bright moon hung high, casting a few beams of moonlight, weaving a cloak of moonlight for both Kastro and Hisoka simultaneously...
Hisoka had his hands in his pockets. Compared to two years ago, his height had shot up a lot, already possessing the preliminary appearance of an adult. His red hair was slicked back freely, and his face was painted with teardrop and star makeup. His appearance was bewitching and sexy. The clothing with playing card patterns he wore on his upper body was somewhat similar to Ribery Garcia's, but the style was simpler, far less exaggerated than Ribery Garcia's, and much more convenient for... combat!
Step... step...
"Excuse me, is the Lord Priest at home?"
Pointed jester boots stretched in front of Kastro's eyes. The magician smiled mischievously face-to-face with Kastro. Spreading his arms, with a swish, he pulled the playing cards into the shape of an accordion. The sharp Nen aura attached to them made Kastro's eyes focus, followed by... his fighting spirit igniting!
"If you want to try, then try," a leisurely voice raced against time, drifting with the wind and landing by Kastro's ear... Getting Roy's permission, Kastro's white hair fluttered. He explosively released the Ren he was still practicing. Blazing flames could vaguely be seen within it, which was exactly the manifestation of "Flame Breathing"!
"Whether he is at home or not, haven't you already seen it?" The boy faced Hisoka face-to-face. Just like their life-and-death struggle in the Heavens Arena in the original story, it seemed destined that they would have a match. He stepped forward with his right foot, blocking Hisoka's path.
Swish swish swish... The playing cards, infused with Nen aura, danced at Hisoka's fingertips like butterflies flying through flowers... After experiencing the Blessing, compared to the original story, the young magician not only had a leap in strength, but also gained an extra touch of sacredness. He was both bewitching and sacred, bizarrely and contradictorily fused... Narrowing his eyes into a crescent shape, he smiled...
"Hehehe... Don't misunderstand, I... came to confess to the Lord Priest..."
Confess? Kastro didn't yield an inch: "It's late, the priest also needs to rest. If you want to confess, you can come back tomorrow."
"What if I say, I must do it today?" The corner of Hisoka's mouth hooked up, pulling diagonally upward into a V shape. Before he finished speaking, a fist wind suddenly struck, heading straight for his face!
He tilted his head, gracefully took a step back, and dodged it!
Bang! The fist wrapped in flames. Although it couldn't fly from a distance like Roy's slash, under the dual enhancement of "Flame Breathing" and "Nen Aura", Kastro had already mastered Emission, invisibly increasing the range and breadth of his attack!
Brushing past Hisoka's hair, it hit the wall behind him dead-on, suddenly leaving a fist-sized hole!
Sizzle sizzle... A faint smell of burning subsequently permeated the air...
Hisoka tilted his head and glanced at his hair, reached out and put out the sparks. With another glance, a dangerous bright light suddenly shot out from his narrowed, slit-like eyes. With a flick of his hand, a playing card flew swiftly towards Kastro's throat, slicing over!
Whir whir whir... The playing card infused with "Nen Aura" was exactly the application of Shu!
The card face showing the Joker, with a red nose, seemed to be mocking Kastro. It arrived in the blink of an eye!
Kastro's fist was dodged. His eyes were covered with a thin layer of Nen, and he immediately used Gyo. He didn't retreat but advanced, throwing another straight punch swinging diagonally upwards. Midway, he knocked the playing card away, fiercely punching towards Hisoka's chin!
This punch had the shadow of the "Tiger Bite Fist", and also the shadow of "Flame Breathing, Second Form: Rising Scorching Sun". Combined together, a fierce tiger wreathed in raging flames hazily emerged, roaring at the sky, opening its bloody maw and pouncing straight at Hisoka.
This suddenly made Hisoka's eyes and brows focus, and he smiled excitedly: "Hehehe... Enhancement?"
What sharp fist technique!
And that peculiar breathing method... The magician brought his hands together, then pulled them up and down, instantly pulling out a thin membrane, throwing it over the tiger's neck. Just like his defense against Gotoh's Nen aura coins in the original story, he relied on the powerful elasticity bestowed by Bungee Gum, forcefully catching this blow.
But because of this, he was dragged backwards a few meters by the force, leaving two long drag marks in the small church courtyard!
"This boy has such great strength!" In the Kakin Empire, Royal Palace, in the luxurious and magnificent grand hall where the First Prince Benjamin Hoikoro usually stayed,
The old brigade commander Grant captured this scene through the projection of the Champion Owl residing on Hisoka's shoulder. His pupils repeatedly reflected this punch of Kastro's, which fused "Flame Breathing" and "Tiger Bite Fist". Himself being extraordinary in taijutsu, just like Hisoka, he immediately noticed Kastro's breathing rhythm... was very abnormal!
Coupled with his "Enhancement" which could exert one hundred percent of his physical strength... "That Hisoka being pushed back by a punch... is to be expected."
"Mm... check what his name is." From the throne, Benjamin Hoikoro's order suddenly came. Immediately, a private soldier responsible for gathering intelligence received the order and exited the grand hall.
As he brushed past Guzman, he glared at Guzman without leaving a trace.
Green hair shining, the Spiritual Morphine Guzman's mind was completely not on him. His eyes only stared at the screen, and amidst the flickering of his pupils, a solemn light shone through...
"Truth above! After all, it made him, just like that traitor Zzigg Zoldyck, walk on the path of Faith!"
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