The moment Omokage relied on the Enhancement-type puppet by instinct, his fate was sealed.
A 200% powered Flying Star...
That was no joke!
What was more, part of Omokage's aura was still out on the long street. In that situation, there was no way he could withstand this sure-kill strike.
Moro turned and walked some distance away. Once he heard the explosion from Flying Star's impact, he raised the back of his hand and glanced at it.
Lv.22→Lv.31
"Up nine levels..."
Looking at the number in the center of the Growth Rings, Moro's gaze flickered, and satisfaction rose within him.
In just half a month, he had shot all the way from Lv.7 to Lv.31...
If he had relied solely on hard training, half a month would probably have only gained him two or three levels from Lv.7.
And the higher the level, the more training time would undoubtedly multiply in the later stages.
But hunting high-level Nen users allowed him to skip over time itself and seize, firmly in the present, results that should have belonged to the future.
The only difference was—
Hunting Nen users meant inevitably taking on the risk of death.
"Omokage's level was probably somewhere between Lv.45 and Lv.60..."
Moro estimated Omokage's aura level.
At first, the distance had been too great for him to observe clearly.
Once he got closer, part of Omokage's aura had been diverted elsewhere, making assessment more difficult. He could only widen the estimated range.
"Forget it. Run first."
With the Growth Rings' direct feedback, Moro had no need to care about any supposed fake-death trick. He took off at full speed in the other direction through the passage.
Attacking Omokage had been a gamble for great wealth amid danger.
Now that he had gotten the prize, he