A Certain Possibility

The battle came suddenly, but it was also within expectations.

An ambush, an attack.

Either way.

This was bound to be Qinglin Squad's final desperate struggle.

Positioned at the rear of the group, Moyu could clearly sense the Nen fluctuations coming from ahead despite the distance between them.

The aura with the strongest presence undoubtedly belonged to Netero.

Once the battle began, this top-tier Nen user showed his full strength without holding anything back.

"Don't go any farther. Stay here and wait for instructions."

Watching a flash of golden light vanish into the depths of the mist, Kanzai stopped and raised an arm to block Moyu.

Stopped by Kanzai, Moyu could only remain where he was.

He regretted being unable to take part.

But there was nothing he could do about it. The Hunter Association's combat strength was so excessive that there were too many monks and too little porridge. There was no room for a small fry like him to get involved.

Kanzai felt the same regret.

Although Kanzai badly wanted to rush over and join the fight, he could only suppress his fighting spirit and faithfully carry out his duty here in order to ensure Moyu's safety.

Fiona said nothing, merely staring into the depths of the mist.

The battle continued for some time before the smoke finally cleared and silence returned.

"Is it over...?"

Moyu's gaze was calm.

The battle had lasted even longer than he had expected.

It seemed Qinglin Squad's overall combat strength was not to be underestimated. Despite their heavy losses, they had still held out for this long.

Bzz—

The phone Kanzai had been holding in advance gave a faint vibration. He glanced down at the screen, then said, "They found Davidson. Let's go."

He did not mention the outcome of the battle,