The Snake-headed Giant's severed limbs were regenerating at a furious pace. Its torn flesh writhed like boiling water.
At the same time, its massive body shifted toward the Nitolomi Longevity Food growing grounds, taking the opportunity to absorb the malice being drawn from there.
"Looks like it chose the latter of the scenarios you proposed." Ging stroked his thick beard and smiled.
Just then, Shizuku found Biscuit, who had been knocked away, and brought her over.
Biscuit was the kind of woman who lived for her looks. Her Princess Skirt had been specially modified on Greed Island for battle.
In such a fierce fight, the Princess Skirt had proved so resilient that it hadn't torn. Even the mud on her had fallen away with a single shake of Nen Energy.
Still, she looked rather like a fallen princess.
Gelman cast her a concerned glance.
Biscuit waved a hand. "I'm fine. The swamp is filthy and stinks, but it does have its advantages."
"After you hit the ground, there's plenty of soft mud to cushion your fall. You don't end up feeling like your bones are about to come apart, like in those other fights."
Shizuku adjusted her Black-rimmed Glasses and pointed at the Snake-headed Giant, which stood guard right beside the Nitolomi Longevity Food growing grounds without budging. "What should we do now?"
She wasn't sure whether she'd figured out the Snake-headed Giant's ability herself or learned the key points from Biscuit on the way over.
Ging answered, "It has three cysts left. Destroy them all, and it'll be a lamb waiting for the slaughter."
"I'll draw its attention. You find a way to destroy the cysts." Gelman said, "I'll approach from the front. It won't be able to ignore me."
The others considered it, then agreed.
Gelman would definitely