"Are you in such a hurry?"
With increased force, Oboro pressed down hard on Beyond's arm.
Hearing the sound, the latter slowly lifted his arm, resisting the force Oboro exerted.
This caused Oboro to squint slightly; the opponent's physical strength… seemed to surpass his own, even exceeding Netero's.
Bang!
Beyond's arm lifted a foot off the ground, suddenly a surge of energy and blood coursed downward, flowing into Oboro's foot, causing the old man's hand to be pressed down again, sinking deep into the soil.
"Hmm?"
Beyond's brow twitched, as if particularly interested in Oboro's force.
A thousand-jin fall!
One of the techniques Oboro learned in his early years.
"Just a subordinate. You don't need to show yourself… rushing to attack so eagerly, aren't you just impatient?" Beyond smiled.
Thinking of fishing,
Oboro's mind pondered.
King Nasbi Gray Guo Rou was indeed no simple character… willing to sacrifice a prince just to force a confrontation with Beyond.
It seemed… he had long discovered the Fels family's planted chess pieces within the royal family, including that honey pot.
This move, first, to eliminate the hidden dangers of the Fels family, and at worst, as a reminder via Beyond. Engaging in a duel with Beyond, for Gray Guo Rou, would cause no loss—only one son dead.
Anyway, he has many.
Losing… can be reborn.
Beyond won… for now, at least in the short term, the Fels family will think twice before trying to interfere with the royal family again.
If Oboro wins… it means, compared to Beyond, Oboro is a better partner.
The Fels family also has the ability to pressure V5 into submission and carry out plans to go to the Dark Continent.
Nasbi Gray Guo Rou is screening his partners.
And… Oboro cannot refuse.
As for Beyond… he just wants to use this opportunity to lure Oboro out. Beyond understands the king's intentions very well… but he doesn't care.
His goal is simpler… to use force to make Oboro join his camp.
Or… to make him submit.
He is confident about this.
Otherwise, neither Beyond nor Gray Guo Rou would bother intervening in prince disputes.
To them, this is just a trivial matter.
What Pariston wants to do is to turn Beyond's recruitment of Oboro into a conflict and escalate their confrontation, turning it into a fight where only one survives.
When Beyond sensed Beyond's appearance, he already understood.
He was nearby, also to guard against this move.
Snap.
Oboro stepped on Beyond's hand with one foot, simultaneously flicking out a whip.
The air exploded with a crack, and the nearby eighth prince, along with one of the princesses, instantly bloodied and disintegrated, dying without a complete corpse.
"Let's go… this has nothing to do with you," Oboro coldly ordered.
The private guards hurriedly surrounded the Crown Prince and left.
Meanwhile, due to the confrontation between Oboro and Beyond, the ground beneath everyone's feet cracked, forming a network of fissures centered on a deep pit, as if the earth itself had spawned a dark spider web…
Moreover, the Nen aura released by the two, competing against each other, lowered the surrounding space's pressure to an unbearable level, making breathing impossible.
Everyone realized something was wrong—if they stayed any longer, none of them would survive.
This was a battle between two monsters beyond human scope.
"I now understand why my old man looks up to you so much…" Despite his awkward stance, Beyond's laugh was extremely cheerful.
He was also deliberately giving Benjamin and his guards time to retreat.
Until he heard the sound of the carriage leaving in the distance, Beyond suddenly raised his hand, and Oboro's thigh momentarily lost stability, being flung out, flipping midair before landing.
Beyond slowly stood up, stretched his shoulders, and stared at Oboro, who had put on his sunglasses, looking serious. "Are you really coming?"
"..."
Oboro remained expressionless.
He was referring to a serious duel between the two.
"Oboro, you are a qualified partner. And I really admire you… Join me, and let's explore the Dark Continent together. The human world no longer satisfies us, and that land is our true home… Don't worry about your mafia. Power, status—compared to that land—they're all meaningless!" Beyond's eyes shone with excitement. He spread his hand in an invitation.
At the same time, he slapped his chest. "I've been to the Dark Continent. I know how terrifying it is. Without reliable allies, it's very hard to come back alive… There are some strong people in the human world qualified to go to the Dark Continent. But they're too cautious or too stupid, used to comfort… This only makes them stagnate and lose all possibilities!"
"Neferpitou is the same!"
"I see the same in your eyes… and only a handful of people in the entire human world have the strength to stand firm there. V5, Hunter Association… stop recruiting those small fry. Even your carefully selected team will be useless there… It might even become a burden. Truly reliable partners are precious… so, join me!"
Beyond's words were passionate and inspiring.
Especially, his gaze was sincere.
No wonder… after this, Kakin announced plans to go to the Dark Continent.
He will be the one to make the speech to the whole world.
It must be admitted, although Oboro doesn't like Beyond, he does have remarkable personal charisma.
"You…"
Oboro spoke.
He looked at Beyond with indifference. "Not worthy!"
"Hahaha…!"
Beyond chuckled ruggedly, not angry.
He just shrugged his shoulders, readying himself. "I've won. I won't kill you… from now on, you will obey me, and we will form a contract."
"What if I lose?"
"I lose… and I give you this life! How's that? Quite a bargain, isn't it?"
"Looks like… you're quite confident in yourself."
Oboro muttered softly, and as his voice fell, thick mists rolled in, engulfing his figure and disappearing from Beyond's sight.
At the same time, countless ghosts like locusts flew toward Beyond, shrieking sharply, shaking his mind.
The battle begins!
The restless ghosts will affect the target's mental state. But for a strong person like Beyond, the little ghosts controlled by Oboro could not shake his mind at all.
Swish, swish, swish…
Dense spirits flew back and forth before his eyes, along with dispersing fog, making it impossible for Beyond to sense Oboro's position. He also found that his Nen was heavily obstructed in the fog, greatly hindered.
But he remained calm, standing like a mountain.
Suddenly, sharp blades tore through the air, falling onto him from above.
Impacting his Nen defenses, causing violent fluctuations.
His defenses were breached!
"Huh?"
Beyond's eyes flickered with surprise.
The strength of the Nen carried by Oboro's attack exceeded his expectations.
And, without charging up, the attack crossed space, ignoring distance, automatically landing on him.
The massive 'blade-like Nen' cut through, leaving several bloodstains on Beyond's flesh.
"A kind of finger technique!"
Beyond saw the clue.
In the next second, endless sharp blades swept over him like a mountain of mountains.
From a distant perspective, he seemed to be overwhelmed by a storm.
Oboro… in a moment, unleashed hundreds of strikes, each resembling a sharp dagger, slashing into Beyond's body.
Oboro's current attack range has reached ten meters!
Each attack was a guaranteed critical hit, causing tons of damage.
This was also why Beyond underestimated the power of his moves.
"Hahaha!"
"Ha!"
A thick flow of air enveloped Beyond. He crossed his arms over his chest, protected his head, muscles swelling, Nen fluctuating…
Although his whole body was being ravaged, his clothes exploded instantly, splattering blood everywhere… yet he kept laughing.
"You've never been to the Dark Continent… you don't understand. Humans… have limits."
"But even predictable and judged attacks have their limits… and they're not scary."
"The truly terrifying thing… is the unknown."
Beyond mumbled, slowly opening his blocking arms. Allowing Oboro's finger techniques to cut across his face, he endured the momentum, and a large sword appeared in his palm.
The sword's shape was exaggerated.
Similar to some ancient weapon.
A heavy, black, long-handled sword, several meters long.
It looked like a halberd.
The moment the sword appeared, Oboro's heart tightened.
A feeling he hadn't experienced in many years emerged.
The threat of death!
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