[The 1.5 million reserve energy is just gone?]
[The bad old man is really bad!]
[Oh shit! Big loss!]
After checking the remaining reserves in Red Dragon's body, Allen felt that his heart was bleeding.
This is almost the capacity of two "Menthuthuyoupi"!
Before the arrival of Chimera Ant Burning Legion, based on the current quantity and quality of cocoons, it would take at least several months to replenish them.
Obviously, with the continuous and in-depth development of Jet Acceleration's capabilities, it is really no different from a jet engine, or Rocket, or a missile engine.
Once a certain speed limit is exceeded, "fuel" consumption will double.
When I was fighting before, I was just so "enjoyed" that I didn't notice these details at all.
But now that he came back to his senses, Allen realized how "prodigal" his behavior was.
Just as he was looking sadly at the bare canyon in front of him, Chairman Netero came over from behind at some point and asked in a very relaxed tone, "You don't seem very happy to win against me?"
"Happy? Do you know how much I paid for this ridiculous victory? What's more, you probably still have the strongest move that you haven't used yet. I don't feel like I won at all. On the contrary, I feel like I was fooled by you." Allen rolled his eyes angrily.
"Hahahaha! It seems that the bottomless energy on your body after possession came from the red Nen Beast that looks like Great Dragon. And its energy should have been taken from the enemies you defeated and devoured, right?" Chairman Netero smiled and expressed his guess.
Because since the end of Hunter Exam, he has been paying attention to every move of the young man in front of him, knowing that almost every time the battle ends, Red Dragon will spit out flames and swallow his opponent like a cocoon.
These cocoons obviously contain the thoughts of the deceased and will continue to provide stable Qi.
In this way, it is not difficult to understand the terrifying energy that erupted from Allen's body the moment the possession was completed.
That was not his own anger at all, but the result of dozens or even hundreds of Nen user gathering together and accumulating over a long period of time.
In the face of this kind of temperament, any experience and skills will become meaningless.
If I had to pick out one drawback, it would be that it requires a period of accumulation after each use.
But as a trump card used to reverse the situation at critical moments, this ability is powerful enough.
"Well! Red Dragon is an ability that truly belongs to me, and it is also Nen Beast that I created. She can be divided into two forms when fighting, and what you just saw is one of them. In short, thank you for your guidance, this battle has benefited me a lot. And I finally know how I should go about my future."
Allen did not hide anything, he openly acknowledged part of Red Dragon's abilities, and at the same time he did not forget to express his gratitude to the old man.
He understood that it would not take long for the president to meet the end of his life in the battle with Meruem.
However, he has no intention of destroying this carefully designed conspiracy, nor will he stop a martial artist from pursuing his dream. That is Netero's own choice.
Rather than aging and dying bit by bit, perhaps ending everything with a hearty battle is the best destination for a warrior.
"The future..." Netero had an envious expression on his face. "It's a pity that I have no future. All that's left is continuous decline. If possible, I really want to wait a few years before fighting you again. I believe it will be very enjoyable."
"Don't be so arrogant. If I guessed correctly, you should have prepared two of the drugs developed by Kido for yourself, right?" Allen stared meaningfully into the other person's eyes and asked.
Netero nodded slightly. "Yes! I prepared two for myself. But I don't know when I can use them. What, do you want to have a never-ending Duel Gundam fight with me in my heyday? In exchange, if you win, I am willing to hand over Hyakushiki Kannon and let you take it and devour it."
"Hyakushiki Kannon? It sounds really tempting. But unfortunately, you are not on my hunting list. But I believe that it won't be long before you can meet an opponent who will use two potions. At that time, you can let go and have a hearty battle with the opponent to end your life."
While saying this, Allen glanced at Pariston not far away from the corner of his eye.
"Oh? You mean..."
Chairman Netero was undoubtedly aware of this. Instead of showing any intention of flinching, he actually showed an expression of excitement and expectation.
"Dark Continent has too many temptations, and some people can't wait." Allen hinted at a pun.
"So that's it! It's me, the old man, who blocked their way. If that's the case, let them do it. I'm really looking forward to what they have prepared to kill me." After that, Chairman Netero turned around and left without hesitation.
Looking at the old man's retreating back, Allen couldn't help but sigh slightly, "Is it the belief that you will never take a step back no matter what the challenge is? It's really a firm and unwavering willpower."
"Are you praising yourself in disguise?" Illumi suddenly emerged from a hidden corner.
"Why do you say that?" Allen asked with a smile.
"Because you defeated the president! I heard from grandpa that this is something that no one has ever done since he became Hyakushiki Kannon. I also have good news for you. Dad has decided not to take on any business related to you from today on. Because you are too dangerous and we cannot afford the consequences of failure."
There was absolutely no inflection in Illumi's tone, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, rather than an important decision made by Assassin family Zoldyck family.
"Really? This is really good news worth celebrating. But about defeating the president, you'd better not take it too seriously. First of all, Chairman Netero's physical fitness and energy are less than half of what they were in their heyday. Secondly, he still has a move that can kill the enemy together. So this battle is strictly a sparring, not a life-threatening Duel Gundam." Allen corrected very seriously.
To be honest, he is really not sure that he can catch Zero Hand from Hyakushiki Kannon.
After all, the defensive power of dragon scales is still inferior to Chimera Ant's exoskeleton.
And the capacity of Meruem Meruem has always been a mystery.
Some people judged from the results of his attack on Mew Genie that it might only be between 1 million and 1.5 million.
But some people think that he has at least three million hearts.
After all, only if the energy gap is more than ten times, can you ensure that you will not break your defense during the battle with your opponent. This is best reflected in the battle between Youpi and Subjugation Team.
It is precisely because there are so many uncertain factors that outsiders have no way of judging the true power of Zero Hand.
At least as someone who has tasted Hyakushiki Kannon's big slap, Allen feels that the president's attack power is not weak at all, but it is not as full of amazing explosive power as the pure power-type Enhancement type's special moves such as Gon and Uvogin.
If he hadn't had nerve reflexes that were beyond ordinary people's speed, as well as being quite proficient in the use of "flow", "hardness" and "hardness", he would definitely have been injured in the overwhelming slaps, and maybe even a few bones would have been broken.
"Huh? Really?" Illumi rarely showed a surprised expression, but soon returned to his facial expression. "But even so, you are very powerful. At least after today's battle, the whole world will recognize that you are already one of the strongest Nen user. And you are only fifteen years old. It is only a matter of time before you reach the top."
"The strongest? I don't deny that that is the goal I pursue. But now, I am still some distance away from this title. Oh, I almost forgot, last time Chrollo was beaten to death before he could pay. This is the compensation I promised you." Allen casually took out two bottles of Special Healing Potion and threw them to the other party.
"No matter when you look at it, these magical liquids are so beautiful, just like blood. Thank you!" Illumi caught it steadily and stuffed it into his pocket without politeness.
Allen smiled nonchalantly, "As long as you like it. Remember not to accept any business next May. I will hire you to help with some things then."
"OK! I'm waiting for your call!"
Illumi is indeed a professional Assassin. He had no intention of inquiring about the work content in advance and agreed directly.