Useless

Survivors.

It was quite a glaring word.

The Zodiacs who had arrived after the countless Moyu Clones were the last batch of survivors in the entire Nen Space who still retained their consciousness.

However, aside from Defo, no one present knew this.

As the strongest fighter present, Netero was naturally no exception.

He noticed Cheadle and the others emerging from the rift in space.

Given that they did not currently lack combat power, he would actually have preferred for the three Nen Exorcists at the Association to enter this Nen Space.

After all, the source was a Post-Mortem Entity. With Nen Exorcists present, their chances would be better.

But how could everything in life go as one wished?

Netero swiftly withdrew his gaze and strode toward the Eye of Vision.

The astonishing number of Moyu Clones had already become a threat that could not be ignored. But as long as they dealt with the source, these things created by the Nen Space would naturally vanish along with it.

In the plaza.

Defo was stunned by the sudden appearance of so many Moyu Clones.

This situation had truly exceeded his imagination.

But it was also the outcome he was most delighted to see.

Slowly coming back to his senses, Defo burst into excited laughter.

He had been worrying about how to clean up this mess, yet the collapsing space had delivered such a tremendous gift to him.

That boy's ability, that boy's origins.

None of it mattered anymore.

What mattered was that the countless boys created by the Nen Space before him would become the final straw that broke the Hunter Association.

That was why Defo laughed so heartily.

For a moment, his laughter drew everyone's attention.

Netero finally gave him a proper look.

Botobai, who was locked in fierce combat