Devouring Plunder X Phantom Manifestation

Netero and Kevin wore expressions of unprecedented seriousness.

The two of them found out.

Seeing Meruem's appearance, they understood his Nen ability.

What, what an evil power!

The two of them knew perfectly well that Meruem's Nen ability was to absorb everything about his opponent by consuming them.

Under normal circumstances, it is very difficult for humans to possess this kind of Nen ability.

But Chimera Ant are a different species, and they naturally eat humans, so it's not surprising when their king has this ability.

Just like humans, many possess the ability to eat their prey to enhance themselves.

For example, Men Qi.

But when this happens to humans, it naturally arouses their disgust and makes them hostile.

Given this ability, the conflict between the other side and humanity would be absolutely irreconcilable.

Perhaps at first he will do as he promised, but as time goes on, humanity will become a "breeding ground" for powerful Nen user like Netero and Kevin.

It's just an orchard.

Netero's resolve grew even stronger.

He suppressed his slightly angry and gloomy expression and became serious.

"Today, you will die here."

His words were serious, devoid of any emotion.

The Ant King must die; there is no chance of survival.

After the Ant King Netero ate one of the arms whole, a look of lingering satisfaction appeared on his face.

"Why are you angry? This is simply part of biological competition. Don't you humans also eat other creatures without any scruples?"

Why are you so angry when this kind of thing happens to you?

As he spoke, he put the other leg to his mouth and began to bite it.

Given the speed of the Ant King, Netero really has no way to launch an attack now to stop him.

Given their current strength, if one of them doesn't want to fight, the other really has no way to stop them.

Now all we can do is wait for the Ant King to eat the limbs.

"But don't worry, even if you lose this battle, I won't eat you just because you're delicious."

As the king of Chimera Ant, everything naturally revolves around the goal of conquest and domination.

Enjoyment can wait until these things are done before taking care of anything else.

The Ant King ate very quickly.

In no time, it had completely swallowed the leg as well.

Hahahaha!

After finishing the meal, the Ant King let out a hearty laugh, the emotion in his laughter echoing throughout the entire Palace.

He clenched his fists, feeling the power surging through his body.

"You are indeed very powerful, human. Is this the manifestation of your power?"

As he spoke, a wildly arrogant expression appeared on his face, and something began to vaguely appear behind him.

Upon seeing this, not only Netero, but also Kevin was in the distance, couldn't help but widen his eyes in astonishment.

The two of them were genuinely surprised.

The Ant King's Nen ability is clearly not just about eating his opponents and obtaining their power and Nen Aura from their flesh and blood.

Look at the shadowy figure behind it.

That wasn't a physical entity either, but with Netero's example, what was that thing? Is there any doubt left?

Without a doubt.

That faint, ethereal shadow is an outward manifestation of will and emotion.

That's Netero's Nen ability.

After devouring the enemy's limbs, the other party not only Plunder what they already possessed, but also some abilities related to the enemy's will.

Nen ability.

You can also possess someone by eating them.

Moreover, to possess something like this, one doesn't even need to actually consume Netero; consuming only a portion of Netero is sufficient.

Such an ability, if used to Emission the opponent, would have extremely terrible consequences.

Fine.

At this moment, Netero couldn't help but feel a little fortunate.

Fortunately, the Ant King was the proud kind of guy, the kind of being with the arrogance of a true king.

Fortunately, that's the kind of personality the other person has.

Even now, Netero can't help but feel fortunate.

At this moment, the phantom behind the Ant King slowly solidified from a smoke-like appearance.

It becomes more specific.

Perhaps due to the immense power of the Ant King's own Nen Aura, this phantom was also enormous in size.

It's even larger than the Hundred-Type Guanyin behind Netero.

It was the shadowy, enormous, and eerie image of an upright Chimera Ant.

Its head had no eyes or any other facial features; the entire skull was a gaping maw of Abyss that opened and closed continuously, covered with spiraling Spiral teeth.

Its upper and lower limbs are not ordinary ant legs, but have been completely transformed into several pairs of huge hook blades that gleam with a cold, icy light, with edges so sharp that they seem capable of cutting through space.

At the top of its head, which is made up of pure mouthparts, is a ferocious crown made of twisted spikes and chitinous carapace, exuding a chilling kingly aura.

However, the phantom soon stopped changing and became a vague, yet somewhat transparent, presence.

It's completely different from the imposing presence of the Hundred-Type Guanyin, which stands upright and inspires awe.

Netero, who already possessed this Nen ability, could see through the illusory figure behind the other person at a glance.

It was an image, something that didn't resemble God.

Meruem gained the same Nen ability by eating his own limbs, but Netero's Nen ability is not primarily an outward manifestation of that Nen ability.

Rather, it is a thought, something that is manifested by the fusion of everything he has experienced in his life.

This is the outward manifestation of his life experiences and gratitude towards martial arts.

It's just that this is how it manifests itself.

His experience and gratitude, but his willpower is the key.

But this is something you can't have by eating.

Clearly, Meruem's Nen ability cannot acquire the emotions and will of another through consumption, because it is obviously impossible to Plunder by eating.

Meruem was clearly aware of this himself.

"Compared to yours, mine doesn't seem that great."

Meruem frowned as he experienced it; he was someone who had been brutally beaten by Netero.

Seriously speaking, besides Netero, he might be the person in this world who understands Netero's Hundred-Type Guanyin the most.

Naturally, he discovered the problem with his own illusory image.

"My will and experience are insufficient; I'm utterly useless without any spirit."

As Meruem spoke, the phantom behind him began to disappear. He disdained using such things because they were meaningless.

He resumed his stance, looking at Netero ahead.

After consuming Netero's limbs, Meruem experienced an unprecedented surge of power within his body.

The muscle fibers seemed to be rewoven, containing explosive energy, and coordination reached a whole new level.

Although he is still far from Netero's refined and masterful martial arts level, his movements are no longer the instinctive attacks of a wild beast, but bear the clear imprint of human martial arts.

He launched another attack, his figure tracing unpredictable trajectories in the air, using the rebound of the broken stone pillars to create visual illusions, and then changing direction at high speed under the cover of smoke and dust.

Things are different now.

His previous aerial maneuvers could be described as straightforward, using pure speed to conceal his movements, but now it's different.

The elusive movements and feints create illusions, a technique of some kind of martial arts.

This time, he precisely seized a fleeting, tiny opening during the intervals between the Hundred-Type Guanyin's attacks.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly lunged forward.

It moved so fast that it almost tore through the air, creating a sharp whistling sound.

The claws, covered in hard carapace but now faintly shimmering with a luster somewhat similar to Netero's "Nian," aimed straight for Netero's relatively vulnerable waist and abdomen.

It was about to touch -

"Snort!"

Netero's cold snort was almost synchronized with his movement.

At his peak, his senses were incredibly sharp. Even though Meruem's speed and skills were no longer what they used to be, he could still instantly detect the slightest attack intentions and air current disturbances.

In the blink of an eye, the majestic illusory image of Guanyin in Hundred-Type Guanyin behind him seemed to completely merge with his will.

There are no fancy names for the moves, only the purest power.

"Bang--!"

The fist, flashing with golden light, arrived faster than expected, as if it had been waiting there all along, and slammed solidly into Meruem's chest and abdomen.

"Ugh!"

Meruem grunted, the immense impact sending him flying backward instantly.

However, unlike his previous humiliating slam into the stone pillar, this time he displayed astonishing control in mid-air.

His body spun around like a top several times, his arms crossed in front of him to protect himself, and his legs made continuous light stomping motions in the air, managing to dissipate most of the overwhelming impact.

Thump!

He finally landed steadily on the surface of a relatively intact stone pillar. Although stone chips flew everywhere and his body swayed slightly, he managed to stand firmly.

Those cold, golden eyes were fixed on Netero, and instead of being defeated, they burned with an even hotter, more greedy flame.

He licked his lips, as if savoring the power of that punch, or perhaps tasting the "nourishment" Netero's body had provided.

The battle intensified once again.

The two figures intersected, moving so fast that only blurry afterimages and constantly exploding shockwaves remained.

The golden giant fist of the Hundred-Type Guanyin crashed down like a storm, each strike containing the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

Meruem, on the other hand, moved like the slipperiest fish, weaving and dodging through the gaps in the fist shadows.

Occasionally, when grazed, the reinforced carapace covering its entire body, seemingly incorporating some kind of "hard" technique, would emit a dull impact sound, leaving shallow marks, but hardly causing the severe damage it had before.

Kevin, watching from the sidelines, kept a close eye on Meruem's every move, his mind racing with alarm bells.

He clearly saw that although Meruem did not directly use Netero's signature Hundred-Type Guanyin Nen ability, he was integrating the "things" he Plunder after devouring Netero's limbs into his own combat system at a terrifying speed.

Meruem's attack began to "extend".

His claw strikes were no longer limited to the length of his arm; his Nen Aura was like an invisible blade, extending a certain distance from the claw tip, tearing through the air and increasing the attack's coverage.

His defense also became more "proactive" and "skillful," and he no longer simply took the blows head-on when faced with the unavoidable heavy punches from Guanyin.

Instead, they try to block, deflect, and deflect using their arms or armor covered in dense Nen Aura. In the instant of blocking, the Nen Aura will burst out like a spring, attempting to rebound.

He was like a super sponge, frantically absorbing all knowledge about "combat" under the "pounding" of Netero, this peak of martial arts, and quickly transforming it into nutrients for his own evolution.

Each exchange of attacks and each dodge allowed him to gain more precise control over his surging power and a deeper understanding of the art of "combat."

For Meruem, this epic showdown was not only a life-or-death battle, but also an unprecedented and incredibly efficient "learning" feast.

Netero's Peak Potion time was ticking away, while his opponent was becoming increasingly difficult to deal with at a visible rate during this precious half hour.

Netero's expression grew increasingly grim, a situation that became more pronounced after the other party had consumed a part of his body.

Previously, Netero's actions consisted of constantly throwing punches, always using the Hundred-Type Guanyin pose.

This action is actually to prevent the Ant King from learning and growing within it.

Because Nen ability cannot be learned.

Now, by eating his limbs, the Ant King has gained some of his abilities, so even the Hundred-Type Guanyin can be learned by the Ant King from his movements.

While eating limbs may not necessarily grant memory, it certainly carries a more subtle element of Plunder.

Just like Plunder Nen ability, and given the Ant King's learning Nen ability, he can quickly incorporate the Nen ability he Plunder into his own body afterward, and even modify it to suit his own needs.

We can't delay any longer.

Netero quickly adjusted his posture, assuming Ninety-Nine hand gesture.

But this time it won't be Ninety-Nine Palms.

It's a fist.

A barrage of fist shadows rained down.

Caught off guard, the Ant King was struck hard, countless fists piling up and hitting his body.

Having already taken that hit, he immediately assumed a defensive stance.

A total of Ninety-Nine punches were delivered.

The entire Palace began to shake, and large amounts of dust fell from the ceiling.

Fortunately, the ground was sturdy enough that as the smoke and dust dissipated, a huge crater appeared in the ground.

The Ant King was curled up in the center.

The instant the fist disappeared, the Ant King leaped backward to create distance.

"Cough cough cough."

He was inevitably injured, with very obvious wounds all over his body. His forehead, which resembled a helmet, even had a chipped mark from being hit.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Meruem stared directly at Netero.

You've become impatient.

Meruem wasn't angry at all about being injured by the sudden attack; in fact, he even smiled.

"Is time running out? In your current state, time is running out, isn't it?"

Otherwise, it's hard to explain why Netero's attacks became so impatient.

Netero didn't speak, but simply watched the Ant King in silence.

"Meruem, even now, I am still grateful for the encounter with you."

"Um?"

Meruem was startled, and his body instinctively stepped back.

There was nothing there, but he sensed something was off.

Yes.

This was the move that Kevin had interrupted earlier.

Now the other party wants to use it again.

Just as he was about to take action, it was too late.

Netero clasped his hands together and even closed his eyes at this moment.

He began to pray sincerely.

When you accurately depict a form, the image in your mind will become a thought, and only then can that thought bear fruit.

[Hundred-Type Guanyin - Zero Hand]

A young body, an old will.

The true pinnacle.

This final attack.