He was a Nen user... Oboro also activated his aura... And directly used his Nen ability.
The human face button appeared, and then disappeared with a strange cry.
"I myself have no interest in the conflict between you and the monarch of East Gorteau. I'm just a Hunter hired by one side... Because I accepted a mission, I came to complete it." Oboro looked around, and facing the old man's puzzled expression, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the skull he was holding: "It's that... We came here for this thing."
Even if he mentioned the Hunter Association, he estimated that the other party wouldn't understand. Oboro was too lazy to explain.
"Your situation is even worse than I thought... There aren't many of your tribesmen left, right? By blindly letting the bugs split and evolve, the battlefield has naturally been expanded, and the speed of sacrifice will also be faster. But now, the battlefield hasn't affected East Gorteau's royal city... And it can't pose a substantial threat to that king."
Oboro said calmly: "If it continues at this speed... Even if the parasites spread to the territory of the royal city, because no one is sacrificed, I guess... The bugs will no longer be able to split. As long as they're cleaned up, everything will be over."
Even if they used an ancient ritual, it was still not easy to fight against a country.
He had thought that at least twenty or thirty members of the Gyudondond Tribe were still alive. Looking at it now... There might not even be half of that.
The remaining survivors had been sent to various battlefields, preparing for the next wave of sacrifices...
It was also the last wave.
For Oboro to see through the secrets of the ritual, the old man was a little surprised, "It doesn't matter... Only by opening the ritual, our Gyudondond Tribe will have the hope to live on... Even if we can't kill that tyrant, we will fiercely bite a piece of flesh from his body, and let him feel the anger and hatred of our tribesmen!"
"As long as we, the Gyudondond Tribe, are still alive, even if there's only one of us left, the spark of revenge won't be extinguished... If it doesn't work this time, there's always next time... One day, he will pay the price he deserves."
Oboro was silent.
"You might be disappointed. From my understanding of the current monarch of East Gorteau, he must still be indulging in pleasure every day, enjoying the ultimate bliss... I'm afraid that even to this point, he hasn't taken you, the Gyudondond Tribe, seriously."
"So... He should die!"
The old man slowly stood up, and at the same time, aura erupted from his body.
He was a Nen user...
Oboro also activated his aura... And directly used his Nen ability.
The human face button appeared, and then disappeared with a strange cry.
"I myself have no interest in the conflict between you and the monarch of East Gorteau. I'm just here to obtain the skull in your hand... The ritual is for continuing your race, which means that even if the ritual ends, there will still be one person alive... I can escort him out of East Gorteau, and give him an identity from the outside world, ensuring his safety for the rest of his life. In exchange, this skull will belong to me, how about it?" Oboro said.
"I can feel your sincerity, but there is no way... I can only refuse." Oboro was not surprised by the old man's reply.
"Then I'm sorry..."
Oboro's heart stirred.
This time, he drew a rune skill again, which was a bit unlucky.
Due to restrictions, he couldn't configure Flash and Heal, including the runes he had selected before.
The old man didn't give him a strong feeling... He should be able to handle him.
But... There was always a kind of disharmonious feeling in his heart...
Bang bang bang!
One by one, stones piled up from the altar, turning into stone statues holding various weapons.
Manipulation type.
Oboro didn't give the old man time to launch an attack at all, and directly used Sprint to accelerate, and soared up like a startled goose.
The old man waved his hand, and the stone statues lined up, blocking Oboro's figure, and swung their weapons to chop.
Because he had been haunted by a very unnatural feeling in his heart, Oboro planned to make a quick decision.
He used his shoulder as a shield, and used martial arts techniques to crash with force while approaching the stone statues. With a loud bang, several stone statues were immediately smashed, splashing a pile of rubble, and a gap appeared in the lined-up 'array wall'.
The old man wanted to retreat, and manipulate the stones back... But because he had an acceleration effect on his body, Oboro pounced in front of him in an instant.
God Fist!
Oboro threw a punch, hitting the old man's chest squarely, and the sound of bones cracking was clearly audible. His body flew out into the air, and crashed into a pillar not far away.
Several stone statues the size of ordinary people attacked from behind, and stabbed Oboro in the back with weapons, but the weapons all shattered... With no effect.
The old man slid to the ground, coughing up blood. Before he could stand up, Oboro, who had gotten rid of the stone statues, had already rushed in front of him.
Dense fists rained down on the old man.
Making the latter have no room to breathe...
Boom boom boom!
The stone bricks under his feet shattered, and the old man hurriedly parried and resisted, but his fighting skills, including his experience in using Nen, were not very rich, and were not on the same level as Oboro at all.
He could only try his best to protect his body with Nen. In just a few seconds, half of his body had already sunk into a shallow pit, and even the stone pillars around him had cracks.
With another loud noise, the thick and upright stone pillar broke, turning into several huge pieces of rubble that fell down. Oboro withdrew his hand and jumped away.
The old man was hit head-on by the boulder, and was buried in the pile of stones.
The few stone men manipulated by his Nen also disintegrated in an instant.
Oboro frowned tightly... He was so weak, whether it was his Nen ability, his experience and skills, or his physical body... He was only slightly stronger than an average Nen user. Why did he make him feel danger?
"He should be dead, right..."
Oboro murmured, and prepared to go forward to open the old man's corpse.
When he was attacked hundreds of times by his fists, the old man's own Nen defense had already been unable to withstand it...
He had been beaten until his body was deformed, and he was bleeding non-stop. Until the end, he was even more like he had lost consciousness, and his Nen had disappeared...
In that state, he had been hit by several huge stones in succession, and there was no possibility of him surviving.
He had mostly become minced meat... But Oboro had just taken a step forward when he stopped.
He saw the rubble that had buried the old man floating up again, and combining to form a giant several meters high.
Moreover, behind him, the few stone men that had already disintegrated also 'reassembled and reborn'.
"He's not dead?"
Oboro's pupils shrank.
How was that possible...
He should have died for sure... He wouldn't have made this kind of low-level misjudgment.
In the moment that the stones flew up and scattered, Oboro also saw his opponent slowly standing up from the pit.
The old man's hair was disheveled, and he had completely become a blood man.
Many parts of his body had sunken and broken areas, and they made strange noises one after another, and were repaired and healed in an instant.
They were all fatal injuries!
"His Nen is stronger!"
Oboro noticed the abnormality.
Was it the bugs?
Had the old man also been parasitized by the bugs?
But the problem was, the other party hadn't lost his autonomous thinking... In those bloodshot eyes that were looking over, he was very calm.
They were filled with a will to judge him.
"One more time!"
A cold light flashed in Oboro's eyes.
Above his head, the giant stone statue's hand slammed down, and its power was amazing.
The slap caused the entire altar to crack... Stirring up an deafening collision sound.
But it failed to hit the target. Oboro used his footwork, and his speed soared, approaching the old man in a zigzag pattern in an instant, and used his fingers like a sword, steadily and accurately stabbing the target's forehead.
This time, half of his finger had been inserted into the other party's brain!
Oboro kicked the stiff old man away, and reached out to snatch the ritual skull.
The giant stone man and the few small stone men disintegrated again...
Oboro didn't relax his vigilance... As expected, the figure that had fallen to the ground in the distance stood up again... The wound on his forehead had disappeared.
Crack crack...
Sounds came from all around. Oboro followed the sound and looked over, and found that more stones were turning into puppets under the old man's Nen manipulation...
The giant that was several meters high punched and broke a few intact pillars. The falling stones began to be pieced together and assembled.
In just a dozen seconds, three more giants whose heads were about to touch the dome appeared again.
"His aura has increased several times... His Nen ability also seems to be stronger... Why can he be resurrected? This is definitely not post-mortem Nen... It's an ability, not his own Nen ability..."
Oboro's brain quickly analyzed the situation in front of him, "Has someone applied the effect of some kind of Nen ability to him? The Gyudondond Tribe doesn't only have one Nen user..."
"Is there another one who is a Specialist type?"
"No..."
"Is it that the fatal injuries caused were too small, and they must be completely destroyed like the parasites?"
"Every time he's resurrected, his abilities will have a qualitative leap..."
A large number of manipulated stone men besieged him again. Oboro didn't have much time to think, and immediately made a decision... He would kill the old man again.
But this time, the difficulty was even greater. First, he found that the movements of these stone men were smoother, as if they had really become living people with flesh and blood.
Second, the old man seemed to have suddenly realized some profound Nen techniques, and was actually able to counterattack and evade.
Because of the increase in strength, his entire reaction speed had completely kept up with him...
But the gap was still there... In order to prevent accidents, Oboro's rune page still chose Precision and Domination, but the relevant runes that he had used before couldn't be lit up.
However, there were other runes in these two series that could increase damage for him to choose.
He mainly chose combat runes.
"Die!"
A few minutes later, Oboro blasted a stone man who was trying to resist his attack, and reached out a hand through the flying dust, and grabbed the old man who wanted to shift.
He pinched his neck, and twisted it off in one go.
Not only did he remove the other party's head, but he also destroyed his flesh.
The empty underground space returned to silence again.
Oboro was panting heavily, staring intently at the old man's bones... Then, a scene that made his scalp tingle appeared.
A piece of remnant corpse's flesh and blood suddenly swelled, like rapidly growing spores, turning into a sarcoma...
Oboro immediately took action, his fingertips carrying the power of ten thousand jun, and resembling a frantically dancing blade light, tearing the wriggling growth, and the changing flesh and blood to pieces.
But when he turned around, another piece of the corpse had already finished growing, and its flesh and blood, and tendons and bones had all been reborn... The old man had been resurrected.
"Can't kill him?"
Oboro was a little stunned.
At this time, the aura that was bursting out from the Gyudondond Tribe's old man in front of him was no weaker than his at all.
The entire underground space was trembling, and pieces of rubble gathered, turning into puppets that were being manipulated by the other party. It was difficult to count the number...
Moreover, Oboro also observed that... The skin of these stone men was peeling off, and facial features and more distinct and detailed limbs were appearing. The Nen that wrapped around each stone man... Was extremely thick.
"Withdraw!"
Oboro had the intention to retreat.
His body reacted in an instant, turning into a black lightning bolt, passing through the gaps between the stone men, and heading straight for the entrance of cave where Kaki was.
But just as he had gone halfway, a sharp spear stabbed past his eyes, forcing him to retreat. When he fixed his eyes, he found that it was a stone man holding a spear that had blocked him!
This seemed to be a male stone man. The newly born eyes on his face seemed to be able to capture his figure...
A cold air surged from the soles of his feet into the back of his head.
Oboro paused slightly, and changed direction again, heading to another place.
But similarly... Just as he had pulled away a distance, he was blocked by a huge palm that had fallen from a high place, and was almost hit head-on.
In the distance, Kaki, who was standing at the entrance of cave, had a bloodless face.
His legs were shaking...
Right now, he was like a grasshopper jumping back and forth, constantly being interrupted by the stone puppet's actions, and the space he could dodge was being compressed. He was about to be completely surrounded.
Finally, Kaki clenched his fist, turned around, and ran.
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