It seemed to resemble the Succession Contest of the Kakin Empire.
Although the presented functions and effects were different, the types were very similar... There were rules, a venue, sacrifices, and participants.
Connecting this to previous deductions, the Gyudondond Tribe possessed some kind of special item...
"The birth of the Original Bug..."
"It seems very complicated, but it's actually very simple... It's not as detailed as the Succession Contest at all. The purpose is to continue the life of the race. The participants are both the Gyudondond Tribe and the kingdom's monarch. The venue should be the entire East Gorteau. They want to overthrow the regime, and are targeting the royal family... The sacrifices are the Gyudondond Tribe..."
"Once the ritual is started, the Gyudondond Tribe must periodically sacrifice themselves, until only the last 'spark of life' remains, which is the last person. Then the splitting and parasitism will end..."
Oboro kept muttering, his gaze focused.
At this moment, he was brainstorming, completely forgetting Hisoka's existence.
"Hmm?"
It was the first time Hisoka had seen him like this. His expression was a wry smile, but he didn't disturb him.
He let Oboro act like a madman, talking to himself.
"Something gave birth to the Original Bug, giving it some effects and abilities... And opened the prelude to the ritual."
"The power and effect are far inferior to the Succession Contest... After all, the Succession Contest can allow a group of princes to have Nen beasts, but this bug doesn't directly act on the Gyudondond Tribe. It purely relies on its splitting and evolving nature and abilities. The binding force of the rules isn't as strong as the latter, and it can't even be said to exist obviously."
"Too large of a venue will also cause the effect of the ritual to weaken... If that Original Bug, or rather, the first batch of bugs, had been cleaned up at the beginning, the Gyudondond Tribe would probably have all died, and it would never have turned into this situation. The ritual would have ended early... If his analysis was correct, now, if the surviving Gyudondond Tribe can't destroy the king after the remaining people have sacrificed themselves, then the winner will be the other side, but they can preserve the spark of the Gyudondond Tribe."
Oboro noticed that there were rules because he and Hisoka had been attacked by parasitized beasts when they entered the Jagged Mountains.
The person who was attacked first wasn't him, but Hisoka... Because of his hostility towards the Gyudondond Tribe.
It was very similar to the prerequisites for him to use Nen abilities. It was also because his abilities were attached to the rules... So, Oboro was particularly sensitive to the rules.
It should be known that in the Succession Contest, the princes' Nen beasts would also protect their respective masters, and there was a certain passive defense mechanism.
Of course, in the Succession Contest, outsiders could also intervene, revolving around the participants, which were the princes... They were the protagonists.
The purpose was to compete for the next generation that could succeed.
Oboro hadn't thought of it at first, because of the venue... The venue for the Succession Contest was on the Black Whale, and many rules were quite obvious, such as the princes not being able to see their Nen beasts, and not being able to leave the Black Whale before the ritual ended, etc.
But the Gyudondond Tribe's ritual had weak rules, and there was no binding force... The venue was also unclear.
But judging from the gradual expansion of the battlefield now, it might endanger an entire country.
The range was so large... That the ritual simply couldn't affect it.
Or rather, from the beginning, this ritual didn't have such strong requirements for rules and venues... Because the power of the thing that created the ritual wasn't great.
Even looking at it now, the fission of the swarm of bugs was terrifying... But in the final analysis, if they had been kill at the beginning, or swept away with overwhelming firepower in the early stages, it wouldn't have led to this result.
It was the Royal Army themselves who had created a breeding ground for the swarm of bugs... And developed the situation to an uncontrollable point.
"No matter what the conditions and factors for the start of the ritual were... They must have been achieved."
"These are all guesses, and they still need to be confirmed step by step."
"Is the purpose of the ritual to preserve the last race, or to perish together? If it's the latter... Then this ritual is being used for the first time, and the probability is too small. The greater possibility is still the first one, racial continuation."
"The threat that the Association has identified is that thing... It should be the source of post-mortem Nen."
"We're too late. If we had come a little earlier, depending on the purpose of the ritual, we could have started from the rules and ended the ritual early... But now..."
If it was a ritual held to continue the race,
If they wanted to end it, they had two choices. First, kill all the Gyudondond Tribe, leaving only the last one.
Second, kill the king, and let the Gyudondond Tribe win.
One point was involved, which was whether the creation could cover multiple people...
If it involved the entire royal family, then there would be quite a few people. Would each one be a participant?
So, Oboro thought that... There was only one target, which was the king.
As for how to make him participate in the ritual... What were the conditions, and how was it done?
Oboro couldn't figure it out... But the Gyudondond Tribe had clearly completed it.
The bugs... Could no longer be cleaned up. The base number was too large, and it wasn't like it was at the beginning.
The danger level of this bug was almost nonexistent for him and Hisoka...
It could be seen that the creation of the ritual was relatively ordinary. It wasn't like the Nen beasts born from the Succession Contest, which were all very terrifying...
He was only placing his hopes on a small bug, which had no thoughts or consciousness.
The only thing was that it spread quickly...
Oboro wasn't very sure about his deductions... But based on the current situation, this was the most reasonable one.
There was also another explanation, which was that this bug was a species from the Dark Continent.
He would forget about that idea... Oboro was more willing to believe the ritual deduction.
"You... Figured it out?"
Hisoka, who was on the side, was a little surprised.
He didn't understand what Oboro was saying... But this friend seemed to have insight into the overall situation.
It was as if... He had calculated everything from beginning to end. What kind of brain was this?
He was clearly a member of the team, but he was still confused.
"Not sure. Let's find Lance and the other three and go back to the base first."
Oboro responded.
Hisoka's eyes changed a little... He understood Oboro, and didn't think that Oboro was talking nonsense...
What Oboro had done, he hadn't done.
Hisoka's gaze on Oboro became slightly hotter... They had clearly received the same information these days.
"Tch, can you get rid of that dirty gaze of yours..."
Oboro turned around and walked in front, and said coldly without turning his head.
"Hehehe..."
Hisoka smiled without saying a word.
After a while, they found Lance and the other three.
They returned the way they had come, heading towards the border line.
A few days later, they stepped into the temporarily built base not far from the checkpoint.
Kaki and Dama were also there.
Oboro found his phone, and called Netero.
He slowly explained his thoughts and the current situation in East Gorteau.
"Hmm... Your guess is very likely... It seems that things are even more serious than I thought..."
The old man said slowly, "I still have to praise you. You actually found the direction so quickly. You're worthy of being the person I've taken a fancy to..."
"...It's already this time. Please don't be poor anymore. If it's really a ritual, it's unlikely to threaten the outside world, but the country of East Gorteau may be gone... If it continues to split at this speed, the war will spread throughout the country, and few people will be able to survive." Oboro said lightly.
"While it hasn't completely spread, I think we can use some 'special items'."
"Are you talking about nuclear bombs?"
"The East Gorteau regime also won't allow other forces to enter the country... Plus, the area of the war is already quite large. It's difficult to stop it by relying on individuals or teams! Just drop a nuclear bomb, and exterminate all the bugs. It's not difficult for V5, right?" Oboro said with a sneer.
"Is there a difference? Wouldn't it still provoke international disputes and wars... The impact on society is also impossible to estimate. If it can be done artificially, there's no need to go that far."
"Then you can take a trip, or send more manpower over... You're not thinking of having me complete it independently, are you?"
Oboro's heart sank.
"Ho ho ho... This isn't my task."
"..."
"According to what you said, it's really a transmission ritual... Isn't it enough to destroy or end it?"
The Chairman yawned: "Oh, I suddenly feel a little sleepy... The older I get, the more tired my spirit becomes... Good luck. I believe you can do it."
Snap.
Oboro hung up the phone directly.
He narrowed his eyes...
Old man!
It's too difficult to code~~
Since he couldn't count on the Hunter Association, Oboro could only find a way himself.
Assassinate the king?
No... Although East Gorteau was a small country, there must be many Nen users guarding the king's side. Like the Enhancer-type man in the town beast tide before, his strength was outstanding! There wouldn't be only one such expert... What's more, it was inside the king's palace.
Even if Oboro could do it alone, whether he could escape safely was also a problem... Furthermore, East Gorteau was originally a closed-off country, and there shouldn't be many people entering the country recently...
Their entry records were still there. If they were exposed... Even if they completed the mission, they would still make things difficult by V5.
This was the most annoying thing about having an identity and a position.
So... No matter how you looked at it, dealing with the Gyudondond Tribe was a better choice...
"Have you made a decision?" Hisoka sat on the side, and asked with a smile.
"The Gyudondond Tribe."
Oboro gave the answer.
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