In less than a minute...
All four core members of the Elimo Thieves Group had died at Ging's hands.
Watching from the sidelines, Moyu's eyes shone, and excitement surged through him.
The iron ball and chain casually picked up beside a corpse,
the God Script inscribed in ten seconds, seemingly imbued with "transfer" and "explosion" effects,
the technique of kicking an Emitter's aura blade back at him,
and the Nen technique that turned rainwater into blades with a flick of his hand.
Moyu had taken in everything Ging had demonstrated.
God Script and advanced Nen techniques...
Together, they could create attacks that were all but impossible to defend against.
This showed Moyu how terrifying advanced Nen techniques could be when taken to their limits, as well as the subtlety and usefulness of God Script in battles between Nen users.
It left him even more interested in God Script and gave him a clearer understanding of how to apply advanced Nen techniques.
Most Nen users knew that Nen could make a thin sheet of paper as sharp and hard as a blade.
That was common knowledge.
But how many Nen users would think to turn the rainwater all around them into a means of attack?
Even if they thought of such an approach, how many could actually pull it off?
Watching Ging fight gave Moyu a certain impression.
It was as though—
the rain filling the sky, the mud and gravel covering the ground, and even his enemies' corpses or weapons could become Ging's "friends" at any moment, helping him solve a "problem" at just the right time.
"Rainwater..."
Moyu held out his hand, letting the endless rain fall onto his palm.
In just a second or two, a small amount of rainwater pooled in his upturned palm, its surface soon