Hidden Changes X Name

The purple smoke Cage still shrouded the place, isolating it from the world inside and out.

Beside the corpse, Gon collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath.

That punch had almost exhausted all his energy and spirit. He felt completely drained, as if his body was falling apart, and his eyes were half-closed.

Meruem jumped off him, patted his chest, and let out a long breath.

Morel then strode over, his gaze sweeping around the group before taking a look at the others.

Aside from the obvious exhaustion, there were no other problems, which finally put my mind at ease, allowing me to shift my attention to the corpse on the ground.

Fresh blood and bits of flesh were scattered everywhere from the punch.

However, he did not remove the smoke Cage after Youpi's death, and continued to maintain it cautiously.

"Let's burn the body," Morel said in a deep voice. "His Nen ability allows him to transform his body into a tiny entity. Even without his head, we can't be sure if he's really dead. To be on the safe side, it's better to burn it completely."

Morel's attitude toward this matter was rather cautious.

Chimera Ant cannot be judged by common sense, and this is especially true of those with strange Nen ability.

Youpi's Nen ability is inherently very powerful, allowing him to divide himself into countless tiny individuals, the death of which does not affect the whole.

However, too many individual deaths can affect the overall quality.

But this can still be used to maintain small individuals and avoid death.

It is a Nen ability with an almost abnormal survival ability.

Even if you split him in two with a blade, it's useless once he's divided into two parts; in fact, he can return to his original state after merging back together.

If Gon hadn't caught them off guard, even a powerful attack might not have achieved the desired effect.

Men Qi nodded, took a deep breath, and forced herself to cheer up.

However, she first crouched down, cleanly cut a gash in Youpi's chest, reached in, and pulled out his still-warm heart.

After doing all that.

A special seasoning was sprinkled on the corpse.

The fiery red seasonings, stained with fresh blood, instantly made the surrounding air feel hot and pungent.

With a snap of his fingers, Men Qi ignited the corpse with his Nen Aura, and the entire body was immediately engulfed and burned by fierce flames.

The crackling and popping sounds, along with the popping of grease, rang out incessantly, and the air quickly filled with a nauseating stench of burning flesh and blood.

However, Morel felt that this alone was not enough to guarantee safety.

He stretched out his hands and waved them steadily, hoisted his Pipe, and exhaled smoke again.

The smoke Cage began to slowly spread inwards.

In no time, thick purple smoke completely covered the entire area.

"Use the small fish again to clean this space thoroughly, making sure not a single trace is left." Morel's voice sounded somewhat muffled in the smoke.

Men Qi naturally had no objection to this; it's always better to be safe than sorry.

Driven by their Nen Aura, the Silk Fish began to move and swim through the area like living creatures, greedily devouring everything tiny in the air.

It took nearly ten minutes of careful cleaning to finally get everything thoroughly cleaned.

The smoke finally dissipated.

The corpse was still burning fiercely, but it had curled up and turned charred, clearly having lost the vitality of flesh and blood.

Only after the flames gradually subsided did Morel use his pipe to tap the pile of charred remains until it was completely smashed into fine powder.

Only after ensuring that he was truly reduced to ashes did he finally sit down on the ground with a sigh of relief.

"Phew, finally all done." A heavy sigh of relief escaped his lips.

The three of them sat down on the ground to rest, exhausted, except for Meruem, who was in the best condition and stood to the side.

"I didn't quite understand before, why were you in that position, Gon?" Men Qi asked, clearly puzzled. Only now did she finally have the leisure to ask her earlier question, turning to look at Gon.

Gon was still exhausted, and he was practically lying on the ground.

He rested for a while and regained some strength before he could sit up with difficulty upon hearing these words.

"I guessed," Gon said matter-of-factly, "Men Qi, you must have been really bothered by him. He's so angry, he'll probably kill you first."

Upon hearing this, Men Qi opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say. What she actually wanted to ask was not the specific motivation behind the behavior.

In that situation, there was nothing wrong with Youpi deciding to eliminate her first.

The question is, how was Gon able to ambush precisely in that exact spot?

Keep in mind that she was also moving and adjusting her position to force Youpi to the designated spot.

When Gon is charging up his power, his body cannot move. Gon must have been charging up his power for a long time before unleashing that incredibly powerful punch, otherwise he wouldn't have been completely exhausted after the punch.

The bigger question, however, is why isn't Gon at the location Morel indicated?

Thinking of this, she looked at Morel with a questioning gaze, the inquiry in her eyes quite obvious.

Seeing that look, Morel could only shake his head helplessly.

"I don't know either, I always thought he was there."

"Luckily, he wasn't there, otherwise our plan would definitely have been exposed. We might have been able to throw a punch stealthily, but the effect would never have been as perfect as it is now."

Although the outcome was good, Morel still looked at Gon with a hint of scrutiny and asked.

So why didn't you stand in the chosen spot as planned?

The plan is that once Gon becomes invisible, no one will be able to detect his location.

In order to determine his exact location, the two could coordinate their efforts.

Therefore, the location after leaving the smoke is the selected area; this is a pre-arranged signal.

"Huh?" Gon looked blank for a moment, seemingly genuinely puzzled.

"Isn't the plan supposed to give me free rein?"

"What?" This answer surprised both Men Qi and Morel.

A thought flashed through Men Qi's mind, and she seemed to realize something. She suddenly fixed her gaze on Gon and asked in a quick voice, "Did Kevin say something to you when the final operation started?"

Gon nodded affirmatively. "Yes, when the operation started, Kevin told me that I would be free to act once the plan began."

Upon hearing Gon's definitive answer, Men Qi finally nodded in understanding; she now knew why.

Only Morel remained frowning, somewhat puzzled. But seeing that Men Qi seemed to have figured it out, yet offered no explanation, he realized that this might involve some unanswerable secret.

Perhaps Nen ability need to be kept secret, or perhaps the conditions for triggering Nen ability are quite precious.

But regardless of the reason, it's inappropriate to keep asking questions.

The concealment necessary for Nen ability is entirely acceptable.

Once he understood this, he stopped worrying about it.

Now, Men Qi understands everything perfectly well.

After all, she was also a member of the Nosra Manor, and had long since developed deep feelings for Kevin and the others, and they were bound together.

She was naturally aware of Nion's Nen ability.

Kevin must have made a prediction beforehand about this battle; it must have been their prediction that gave him some kind of hint, which led Kevin to make this last-minute adjustment.

This proved to be true.

Even now, neither of them truly understands how Youpi accurately identified it as a trap.

The two had been provoking each other repeatedly, hoping to provoke and anger the other into losing his temper, all in an attempt to disrupt Youpi's thinking.

So they let Gon, an invisible undercover agent, move freely, but didn't tell Men Qi and Morel his exact location.

That was the optimal solution under those circumstances.

This is the real trap to mislead your opponent.

In fact, according to the Prophecy Poem Kevin received before, the outcome of this battle was also good, but at a great cost.

The specific details of the events cannot be found in the Prophecy Poem; all that is known is that the three were seriously injured.

"Should we go to other places to provide support now?" Meruem asked suddenly, glancing at the exhausted crowd.

Upon hearing Meruem's words, Morel glanced at the two men, who were in poor condition, and shook his head.

"We've all taken the medicine, and now we're extremely exhausted and our strength is greatly depleted. Going elsewhere won't only be ineffective, but might even be a hindrance." His tone was filled with unquestionable rationality.

This is a very rational choice.

While Kevin's medication doesn't have any particularly serious side effects, taking too much of it repeatedly in a short period can still put a harmful burden on the body.

Especially when drinking two at once has a synergistic effect.

Meruem is currently the only player still in good form.

Although he also drank the potion, he did not directly participate in high-intensity combat; he mainly played a crucial supporting role.

"Then I'll go check out other places first. My Nen ability will ensure I don't run into any major problems," Meruem volunteered.

Upon hearing Meruem's words, Morel nodded approvingly and did not stop him.

"Okay, be extra careful." This is the best outcome for now.

On the desolate battlefield.

Netero has already launched the first attack.

But even when faced with Netero's attack, which was powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, the Ant King appeared to be completely unharmed, even when he simply withstood it with his body.

It seems like a completely useless and futile effort.

Moreover, after being hit by Netero, the Ant King showed no intention of retaliating. He simply jumped out casually and calmly glanced at Netero with his deep eyes.

That look was like a bucket of ice water poured over his head, instantly causing Netero to furrow his brow and ignite a fire within him.

It was an almost indifferent detachment, a calm gaze that looked down from above.

Such a look would be acceptable at any other time, but in this life-or-death battle, it is something that should never be seen.

This is a blatant disregard for Netero's strength and will.

His attacks were like a child's feeble punches to the Ant King, like pointless play.

Netero frowned gravely and clasped his hands together once more.

But this time the posture was clearly different.

Seeing this, Kevin, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but straighten his back, become serious, and adjust his posture.

Because when fighting him, Netero seemed to only use the most basic gestures like clapping his hands together and waving his palms.

They used fairly standard skills.

This time was different. After Netero clasped his hands together, he suddenly slapped them forward with great force.

The hands moved as if swatting a mosquito, decisively coming together.

The Thousand-Hand Guanyin, formed from the mind's will, also slammed her two enormous palms, carrying immense power, towards the Ant King.

This attack was also incredibly fast.

It struck hard in the blink of an eye, but the effect was still not satisfactory.

With his palms clasped together, the Ant King was able to steadily open his hands to the sides using only his physical strength, as if he were pushing against two invisible walls.

He caught it!

A chilling, subtle anger mixed with imposing power instantly emanated from the Ant King.

But this subtle aura was so clearly discernible to both Netero and Kevin.

It was a chilling ominous sign.

In a battle of this caliber, with such imposing aura, Netero reacted with lightning speed, immediately leaping backward.

The attack vanished instantly.

This immediately created a significant distance between them.

For a seasoned martial artist like Netero, how he adjusts his position relative to his opponent reveals whether he deeply fears or respects the opponent's strength.

The position I just stood in was the distance I would be at when facing a formidable opponent of equal strength.

And now it has been readjusted by more than double.

To put it bluntly...

Netero was perhaps startled by the sudden surge of power he had just displayed.

That slight aura of ferocity was, for a being like the Ant King, perhaps just a tiny spark of fury within his vast emotions.

Clearly, Netero's unwillingness to talk and his continued random attacks were instinctively annoying even to the Ant King.

However, this spark of anger vanished in an instant.

Faced with Netero's "childish" behavior, the Ant King reacted like a tolerant parent to a child.

Just laugh it off.

Kevin watched this scene and couldn't help but twitch his lips in a helpless smile.

This is a huge blow; Netero must be furious right now.

So what should Netero do?

How can we truly ignite the fighting spirit of the Ant King? How can we get him to abandon his arrogant attitude and genuinely engage in a thrilling battle with Netero?

You have to understand that Netero risked his life and his beliefs for this battle.

Naturally, they didn't want this battle to end so abruptly, like a promising start followed by a disappointing finish.

"You should know, shouldn't you?" the Ant King's emotionless voice rang out again, "The only thing you can exchange with me is words."

The Ant King still had that calm expression that seemed to control everything.

He showed Netero unprecedented leniency.

Because he genuinely admired Netero, and he also understood that Netero's shift to his side would have profound implications for his expansionist rule.

That's why he has such a rare little bit of patience.

But there is a limit to this patience.

Although Netero's attack did little harm to him, it was nonetheless a persistent offense.

Netero's brows furrowed deeply; he was indeed enraged.

This brat is still trying to use these empty words.

Does a newborn baby really believe that words can solve everything?

If that were the case, he wouldn't have to bear such a heavy burden and suffer to this extent.

"Hey, Ant King," Kevin's voice suddenly broke the silence, shouting, "Don't you want to know your name?"