Miracle

Among the dozens of heroes created by Oboro, many characters have passive and active skills that increase attributes.

With health options like the Crocodile, defense and attack options like the Weapon and Troll, and speed options like the Blademaster and Werewolf, he can also use lifesteal, stealth, and more. At this point, he can use all the hero skills he has created.

And all runes, and Summoner Spell.

The equipment worn has also increased from two pieces to six...

The reason is simple: the Game World he spent years creating collapsed.

The immense Nen power and game rules he had accumulated over the years were recklessly abused by him in the limited time that had passed.

He broke the limitations of Nen... because his Nen responded to him.

Throughout his life, Oboro had been intentionally strengthening his will, trying to change his thoughts in a 'mindful' way, thereby achieving a qualitative transformation... but he had not achieved significant success. The reason was simple: he had never truly believed in himself or in his thoughts.

He felt that 'recitation' was merely a tool...

The collapse of the Game World left his mind in a state of chaos.

Without analysis or calculation... the chaos in the Game World is like a data stream turning into gibberish, completely out of control.

Ike's last words before he fell into a coma were, "I can come back to life? Can you?"

Let a pure thought arise in Oboro's heart.

He can be resurrected!

He can be resurrected! He wants to be resurrected!

To achieve his goal, he must break through limitations; his thoughts must be elevated... His Game World is created using his own thoughts.

Thought is the foundation and root of everything.

His thoughts provided the answer.

The price was... the collapse of the Game World, and the servers crashed.

Right now, Ike is completely unable to move... because Oboro's skill cooldown speed is too fast, and the runes and equipment related to skill speed... plus his unique control skills, allow him to seamlessly connect skills after they have cooled down and release them again and again.

From Oboro's body, the shadow of a werewolf leaped up, let out a long howl, pounced in front of Ike, and swung a pair of sharp claws, like two blades, frantically slashing at the target's flesh.

The Nen power that Ike had gathered for defense was being depleted, being cut...

Warwick, the raging beast of Zaun, has an ultimate ability called Infinite Duress that has a suppression effect, and an ultimate ability Primal Howl that also fears the target.

Compared to Hisoka who was like a mad dog just now, Oboro at this moment is more like a real madman, a demon crawling out of hell!

As the number of attacks gradually increased, the old man's own Nen power was constantly being countered...

The crocodile's W skill, Ruthless Predator, can trigger a stun.

The weapon's E skill, Ekko's W skill... and so on. As one Nen power ability after another was manifested and acted upon Ike, the old man was constantly being controlled, and the time between him and death was gradually shortened.

The expression on Oboro's face was just like that of a child enjoying a delicious lollipop... she kept grinning.

His smile contrasted sharply with the paleness on Ike's face.

After a long time... the old man's immense Nen power finally dissipated, leaving only his fragile physical body.

"Hahaha..."

From Long's throat came monosyllable laughter, full of dullness and stiffness.

Meeting the Botswa Tribe chieftain's dilated pupils... he leaped directly onto his body, his hands like drills and sharp knives, chiseling and striking from top to bottom time and time again!

This scene exudes a chilling, sinister aura...

Oboro's lips opened and closed, a silent smile playing on her lips...

The old man's torso was gradually torn and pierced, with gushing blood splattering all around.

Oboro's attacks, however, never stopped.

He had a great time...

Ike's hands and feet were trembling, twitching... and soon went limp.

He's been resurrected...

I used my last chance to offer a sacrifice.

The ritual ended at the moment of resurrection.

Having regained his normal strength, he was completely powerless to resist this fiend who treated him like a 'plaything' and wreaked havoc at will.

He was brutally tortured to death...

First his head, then his upper body... until the old man was completely dismembered and his flesh was torn apart, only then did Long release him.

He stared blankly at the dead old man, as if wondering... why the other person was no longer moving?

Why won't you play with me anymore? Isn't it supposed to be recoverable?

He waited a while, as if waiting for an old man turned to rotten flesh to stand up again...

A look of disappointment appeared in his bloodshot eyes.

After quite a while, he finally staggered over to Hisoka...

He tilted his head slightly at the unconscious human lying on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he bent down and grabbed Hisoka's feet off the ground... and slowly opened his mouth wide.

He bit down hard on Hisoka's shoulder, and a thick spurt of blood spurted out...

Just as he was about to continue gnawing, the Nen power surrounding him suddenly vanished like drifting clouds.

Long's eyes have recovered, now only white, with no trace of iris visible...

His once-plump muscles showed obvious signs of atrophy, and he collapsed to the ground along with Hisoka.

Hunter Association.

President's Office.

Beep beep beep...

Netero stood by the window with his hands behind his back, his cell phone ringing incessantly on the table behind him.

A moment later, the call was finally answered.

"Hello, President..."

"Where are we?" Netero turned around and asked.

"We've entered East Gorteau and are heading towards the Sawtooth Mountains. We should arrive in half a day." The voice on the other end of the phone was Biscuit.

Netero is unsure whether Lon is capable of handling the rituals and the Botswa Tribe.

This was a test for him against Oboro.

Although she didn't say it outright, Biscuit was still a little worried after her last phone conversation with Oboro, so she asked two other people in the Association to go and help.

Morel and a one-star beast Hunter x Hunter named Beitz.

Oboro didn't know about this.

It would be best to meet Oboro before entering the Sawtooth Mountains...

This indicates that Oboro has not yet directly confronted the 'ritual', and the addition of the three of them will provide strong support to Oboro's temporarily formed team.

But... it's also possible that the three of them eventually found Oboro's body.

Biscuit had already met with Pingsen and the other two and learned that Oboro had only brought three Nen user to the Botswa Tribe's encampment.

Without even thinking, Biscuit could guess... those so-called three Nen user were definitely weak and had no experience whatsoever.

Oboro is being too reckless! She always thought Oboro was a very intelligent person.

Now that he has determined it to be some kind of ritual, he can wait until the ritual is over before making his move. After all, his mission is to obtain the ritual artifact, and the life and death of the King of East Gorteau and the Botswa Tribe are not part of his mission.

Even though this will take a long time, it will ensure security.

Clearly, Oboro didn't want to wait... and felt that he could handle the 'ritual' and at worst, he could walk away unscathed.

Or perhaps it's a response and a statement of attitude to the old man's "standing idly by"...

In short, Biscuit thought Oboro's method was terrible.

She decided that once she saw Long, she would teach this little rascal a lesson.

She knew some of Oboro's personality traits... She believed that Oboro was rebellious at heart, and joining the Association now was just like when she went to the Heavens Arena.

The problem is that this Association mission is fundamentally different from the Heavens Arena.

Chairman Netero had anticipated this perfectly...

Biscuit the old man's good intentions, but still felt... that he had gone a bit too far.

"Just received news that some of the living parasites have regained their senses, and the dead beasts have not revived. The ritual has been disrupted, or rather, it has ended..."

"Netero said in a deep voice."

"Is it Oboro?"

Biscuit; that meant... Oboro had done it! "But... I can't contact him, and I'm not sure if he's still alive."

Netero's next words made Biscuit catch her breath.

"Find him quickly."

"Yes."

Putting away the phone, Biscuit quickened her pace.

Morel and Beitz also quickened their pace.

The two of them could hear Biscuit's conversation with the chairman clearly.

"With his squad's configuration, he was able to complete the mission entirely on his own. This was something the Association initially planned to handle with a top-tier squad..." Morel looked at Biscuit, "No wonder the chairman values him so much..."

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!"

He had a serious expression, which was unusual for Biscuit.

The reason she called Morel was because Morel's Nen was extremely convenient, allowing him to find Oboro in unknown areas at the fastest speed.

"Um... what's your relationship with him?"

Morel was somewhat surprised, "Your apprentice?"

"No... he owes me a very valuable gem."

"Oh... no wonder..."

Morel suddenly realized something.

Several hours later, the trio, who had been speeding along, finally arrived at the Botswa Tribe's settlement, entered the cave, and headed into the interior of the mountain.

"This is..."

A moment later, as the group stepped into the dilapidated underground space, their expressions changed.

It was immediately apparent that the battle taking place here was exceptionally fierce and of considerable scale.

Biscuit covered her mouth with both hands, her gaze finding Oboro... a withered body she almost didn't recognize.

The Qi is weak...

"A little..."

As a senior Hunter x Hunter in the Association, Morel also noticed Oboro's situation and hesitated to speak.

It's a miracle that he's still alive in this condition!