How Strong Is That Monster Compared to Me?

"Really... it can increase tenfold!?"

Maha's words surprised both of them. Zeno stared at his elder in astonishment, never expecting that the old man would be interested in such a thing.

But then again... if it really works as Netero described, no one would want to miss out.

Netero, however, quickly calmed down.

He had already gained some confidence by taking out this bottle of medicine on this trip.

At this moment, Maha's words gave him even more confidence.

"It can indeed increase the effect tenfold. I've personally experienced that feeling. Although it's brief, for our already decaying bodies..."

At this point, Netero smacked his lips and then grinned.

"That's a feeling that's so distant and nostalgic!"

Upon hearing his words, Maha's gaze slowly shifted to the bottle of Performance-Enhancing Liquid. The wine-red liquid reflected his eerie, seemingly deep and dark eyes.

"Let me... try it first..."

"If it really works, I can... agree to your request..."

Maha spoke slowly in a hoarse voice.

He only spoke for himself, without forcing Zeno to agree, nor did he represent the Zoldyck Family clan.

This old man set an example by his own actions, even though he was very strong and held a prominent position in the Zoldyck Family clan.

However, he did not overstep his bounds and make decisions for the Zoldyck Family head in front of him. This was Zoldyck Family tradition, with each generation fulfilling its own mission.

As for the retired older generation, they only need to serve as the foundation of the family and provide support for the family in critical moments.

"Of course, no problem!"

Netero readily agreed, his expression becoming much more serious. Even he wasn't as relaxed as he appeared in front of this old monster.

After all... compared to his "monster" title, the other party might be... the real monster!

In the courtyard.

The diminutive Maha stood quietly before the babbling Waterfall, holding a bottle of red potion in his thin, withered hand, as bare as a twig. Netero and Zeno stood to the side, watching silently.

"Hey, are you sure everything's alright, Netero?"

"Old friends are old friends, but if anything goes wrong, I won't let it go just because of our friendship..."

Zeno, with his hands behind his back, glanced sideways at Netero beside him and said in a calm tone.

Netero glanced at him sideways, a hint of mockery in his clear black and white eyes. He stroked his beard, a smile playing on his aged face.

Who knows...

Zeno clenched his fist slightly, then changed his tone and said with certainty.

"However, if all the potions that kid Ian gave me were from the same batch, then there's no problem. After all, I've already personally used three bottles myself."

Hearing this, Zeno relaxed slightly, but said irritably.

"You're so old, yet you still love to joke around. By the way... how did you get all these amazing gadgets from Ian...?"

Zeno asked seemingly casually, but in reality, he was trying to trick the other party.

With his two grandsons by Ian's side, he should naturally take advantage of the situation and see if he can get anything good out of him.

"You want to know?" Netero asked with a smile.

"If you don't want to talk about it, then forget it..." Zeno said calmly, but he was trying to provoke the other party.

"The most crucial thing to obtaining this item from Ian is..."

"What is it?" Zeno's expression remained calm, but his ears had already perked up.

"... No comment!"

A radiant smile, like a chrysanthemum, bloomed on Netero's aged face as he spoke with a cheerful grin.

A black swastika appeared on Zeno's forehead. If he weren't outmatched, he would have loved to punch that infuriating old face.

That damned old rascal!

At the same time.

Standing in front of the Waterfall, Maha had already activated the Performance-Enhancing Liquid and, following Netero's instructions, dripped it onto himself.

Of course, not all of it was used; only half the bottle was poured out.

After he finished, Maha stood quietly in place.

Then...

"Thump!"

"Splash! Splash!"

On the field, rhythmic sounds reached the ears of Netero and Zeno.

"Strange, that voice is..." Netero's face showed an Outer God as he looked towards Maha ahead.

Zeno, however, was slightly shocked and spoke slowly.

"That's... Grandpa's heart beating..."

"Since Grandpa turned ninety, he has cultivated his health to control his heart rate to a mere ten beats per day..."

He took a deep breath and said with some emotion in his voice.

"Just to... slightly prolong his life..."

Upon hearing this, even Netero's expression turned serious, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes as he looked at Maha not far away.

That's absolutely outrageous...

Is this the true essence of the Zoldyck Family clan...?

And at this moment.

Located in the center of the field, Maha slowly lowered his head, his deep, dark eyes quietly gazing at his hands, his voice hoarse as he spoke.

"Power is surging within me..."

"An unknown power..."

"Thump... thump... thump..."

As his small body grew, his heart seemed to start beating again, and his dark eyes gradually brightened.

The next moment.

"Boom--"

An astonishingly dark and ominous Nen instantly surged from his body into the sky!

This eerie, viscous, and pitch-black Nen was exactly the same as the one Gon borrowed when he fought Neferpitou in later generations—both were filled with darkness and the unknown.

"As expected... I really did gain nearly ten times the power!"

"Incredible, absolutely incredible!"

At this moment, Maha's pupils widened, no longer the dark, empty eyes they had before, but rather bright, like two brand-new eyeballs.

Although his body was still short, it was no longer withered; his flesh had become fuller.

"Bang!"

With just a slight clench of his fist and a gentle swing forward, a violent sonic boom was generated, and the resulting shockwave instantly swept the Waterfall away.

The next moment.

He leaped in front of Netero and Zeno, and the two men felt an unprecedented pressure as they faced Maha.

"Excellent, really excellent, Netero!"

"Zeno, is this item created by the person you mentioned before who Milluki and the others follow?"

Hearing Maha's question, Zeno.

"That's right, Milluki and Illumi are currently training with Ian..."

"There's a successor in the family..."

Maha didn't say much, only remarked this, then looked at Nilot beside him and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"How does the monster you want to fight compare to me now?"