In the world of Nen...
Whether human or monster.
Everyone had their limits.
Neferpitou had come to understand this while studying Nen Abilities.
Leaving aside the fact that everyone's "skill slots" were defined by talent, this human...
Why could he replicate my Terpsichora?!
In that brief instant, a storm raged in Neferpitou's heart. Unable to find an answer, she abruptly halted the attack that should have been certain to land.
Unfortunately—
Even this emergency measure, which was nearly instinctive to her, could not change the predetermined outcome.
The only change it could bring was likely to invisibly prolong this battle.
In other words, no matter what kind of reaction Neferpitou made at this moment...
From the moment she failed to break through Moyu's defenses, from the moment black mycelium began creeping toward her head.
Some things had already been decided.
The only difference was whether the dust settled quickly or slowly.
Neferpitou's feet sank deep into the ground as she barely stopped herself from charging toward Moyu. In her violently trembling red eyes was reflected a vast, powerful, ominous aura.
A Demon Puppet, more complete in both appearance and ability than hers, emerged from that ominous and powerful aura.
As she watched the Demon Puppit's form gradually become distinct, Neferpitou felt as if a giant hammer had struck her heart, leaving her with indescribable shock.
She should have been puzzled as to why a mere human could erupt with an aura even more evil, terrifying, and ominous than her own.
She should have been astonished that a mere human, upon being subjected to an unknown control ability, could react even faster than she had and immediately devise a countermeasure.
More than that, she should have been shaken by how a mere human had shattered her understanding of the gap between