I've Come to Take Your Life

As Ian gave the order.

The continuous barrage of artillery fire gradually subsided.

In front of him.

Yinkui and Rost looked grim, their brows furrowed, and they were panting heavily as they stared intently at Ian's location.

The two exchanged a glance, and they already had a vague sense that something was wrong.

Under the intense gaze of the two.

They saw that the boy in front of them was surrounded by a solid, silvery-white Nen, but the two strange dolls that appeared out of thin air in his hands were the only exception.

At this moment, it was emitting a dark Nen, as if it were slowly burning in the void.

"Gulp!"

The two swallowed hard; their instincts told them not to act rashly.

They were not unaware of the strength displayed by the young man before them, having seen it on television.

But... that's precisely why.

Upon facing their opponent, without even getting close enough to approach them, or even dealing with the massive "Nen" soldiers, the two of them were already in a losing situation.

This greatly annoyed them.

Their previous confidence in their own strength completely crumbled, and only now did they realize what terror truly meant.

Humans are just that kind of animal.

You'll never believe it until you try it yourself...

Or perhaps... too blindly trusting oneself...

Yinkui's Nen Ability is a supersonic slash, limited by the ability to charge up. Once in battle, the longer he charges up, the faster he can slash.

Your movement speed will also receive a boost!

Another Nen user, Rost.

His ability is to create wondrous uses by writing Seals corresponding to elemental attributes.

However, the prerequisite is that you must see the enemy with your own eyes and not look away during the process.

That means you can't even blink.

This is a limitation of his abilities; if the enemy discovers this, they could easily use it to block his control over his abilities.

Therefore, his ability range is not very wide; fifty meters is almost his limit, and he can basically only use one elemental attribute ability at a time.

The two of them insisted on saying that they were different from ordinary Nen users.

Both of their growth trajectories were very normal, and this "normal" is in the context of most Nen users.

Both Yinkui and Rost are sons of nobles from the Gogar Kingdom.

The greatest hardship I ever endured as a child was perhaps the training I received in cultivating and developing my own Nen Abilities.

Their families were originally middle-class nobles in the Gogar Kingdom, but due to their outstanding performance in Nen Abilities, their families were able to rise to the ranks of upper-class nobles.

Both of them were born beneficiaries of the kingdom's aristocratic system.

That is why, even though their Nen Abilities are quite strong, they are willing to protect the King.

It's less about protecting the King and more about protecting their own family, and everything they've earned for their family through their hard training.

Of course, from their perspective.

Ian is the culprit who shattered this peace; he is the "dragon" that is about to destroy the kingdom and their happy lives.

"Stop resisting, it's pointless. Even as an enemy, I don't want to hurt you."

Holding two Cursed Dolls, Ian's smile faded slightly, and he looked at the other person with a cold gaze.

Even though he could easily crush the other person.

But ultimately... before he could confirm whether the other person was a heinous criminal, Ian was unwilling to kill indiscriminately.

After all, it's easy for him to kill someone.

However, as an individual human being, he also knew very well how difficult it was for a person to grow from a helpless infant into a mature human being.

Hearing Ian's words.

Yinkui and Rost exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with struggle; they still wanted to give it a try.

But soon they will abandon this ridiculous idea.

Ian noticed their subtle movements, his expression unchanged, but he moved his fingers down and slowly gripped the throat of the Cursed Doll in his hand.

It only took a few seconds.

Intermission.

Yinkui and Rost's expressions changed abruptly. They raised their hands and clutched their throats, their faces turning red and contorted in pain.

Ian brought them more than just intense suffocation.

The invisible and eerie pressure emanating from their throats, growing increasingly intense and deadly, was the source of their panic.

The feeling of impending death, as if their throats were about to be crushed, without them even knowing what was happening, filled the two of them with panic.

Even though they were battle-hardened and had fought against many powerful Nen users.

But I've never seen such a bizarre ability before.

"Ha... ha... we admit defeat..."

Rost stretched out his palm with difficulty and managed to utter the sentence from his throat.

Upon hearing these words...

Ian slowly released his grip, shook his head, and said calmly.

"I told you, there's no point in resisting. Why suffer?"

"What I'm here to do has little to do with you. If you intend to continue serving this King, I can allow you to be buried with him..."

Upon hearing this, Yinkui and Rost, who had survived the ordeal, had a slight change in expression.

The two who just narrowly escaped death.

At this moment, they have no desire for the scenery of the underworld; they still have their families to be with.

Ian glanced at them, paused, and continued.

"If you want to live, it's simple: just help me fill in the gaps..."

At this point, Ian turned his head, glanced at the distant palace, and said calmly.

"There are some people in this country who have prejudices against me. I don't like to try to change other people's minds, nor do I like to deal with troublesome things. Since that's the case, let's just let them disappear. Out of sight, out of mind."

As he said this, Ian rubbed his forehead, shook his head, and sighed helplessly.

"Honestly, you made me come all this way, if you don't clean it up properly, it would be a complete waste of all my hard work."

"Tell me your thoughts! I don't like being asked a second time!"

As he spoke, Ian began to walk towards the palace in the distance.

As he said.

Showing mercy to the two men was merely a matter of pity for their lives; if the other party didn't value their own life, he wouldn't take responsibility for their choices.

Now, he was ready to speak with that muddle-headed King.

Yinkui and Rost exchanged a glance, though their expressions were quite grim.

But they dared not have any other thoughts; at this moment, saving their lives was already a difficult task.

Their bodies were somewhat limp, but they forced themselves to keep up with Ian's pace. Although he didn't say anything, they knew why he had spared their lives.

Moreover, the opponent's bizarre attack truly terrified them.

This offensive capability, which was beyond their comprehension, was truly terrifying.

A giant Toy Soldiers, resembling a giant, led the way, followed by a group of palace guards hypnotized by their Good Friend Ring. Not far behind them were two dejected Nen users, looking like wilted eggplants.

Ian strolled leisurely into the palace.

And at this very moment.

Inside the palace, the concubines and palace guards, who were all straining to hear the commotion outside, had their hearts in their throats.

Even the King, who was usually as shrewd and incompetent as a lion, yet still forced himself to appear calm and composed, now had a face as black as the bottom of a pot, extremely unpleasant.

"Boom--"

The tightly closed door was pried open, and the Red Giants poked its head in first.

Amidst swirling smoke and dust.

Ian walked in slowly, his face showing little interest, but he still greeted him politely.

"Oh, King Gogar, it's our first meeting. I've come to take your life. Is there anything you wish to say to me?"