Netero recalled how, not long ago, Gelman had explained the effects of the Greed Island cards to everyone aboard the airship. He had mentioned the SS-Rank card, "Breath of the Archangel."
He had three "Breath of the Archangel" cards in total. He had given two of them to Netero and Zeno, along with special Greed Island card binders for storing them.
How to use the cards was up to Netero and Zeno.
Remembering the card, Netero couldn't help smiling.
It seemed he was about to use one of the "Breath of the Archangel" cards on Gelman...
Just then, a strange gust of wind swept away most of the dust, revealing a figure.
Netero couldn't help but freeze when he saw Gelman, his clothes in tatters, still standing upright.
Was he all right?
This was far beyond Netero's expectations.
At that moment, Gelman was brimming with pure white Nen Energy.
The next moment, it surged outward in every direction like floodwaters bursting through a dam!
Humm—
The steady Holy Aura replaced the trembling Dark Crown. Gelman's eyes shone brightly, unwavering.
It wasn't just Netero. Even Zeno and Silva, who had been about to return to the airship in the distance, stopped in their tracks, staring in shock toward the source of the surging Nen Energy.
What was this...?
They had never encountered Nen Energy this dense in their lives. The resolve, fearlessness, focus, courage, and exhilaration contained within it seemed to reach into their minds.
In that moment, they felt as though they shared Gelman's senses. They couldn't help being affected and inspired by his spirit, captivated by his unyielding will.
Zobair aboard the airship couldn't help coming to the window, gazing from afar at that dazzling radiance.
It rushed into the endless night, as if it meant to turn the