When the gap in hardware was erased, the quality of the software became the key to victory.
Moyu proved that through action.
He used no Nen Ability. With Manifestation Aura on par with Meruem's, supplemented by a far more refined and profound command of Ryu, he tore off Meruem's outstretched right arm with relative ease.
Throughout the process, the onlookers could not even detect the flow or eruption of aura...
It was as though every crashing wave and surging undercurrent had been gathered into a bottomless darkness. They were undeniably there, yet almost impossible to trace.
Shaiapouf and Youpi belatedly looked toward the dark blue blood scattering through the air. Their voices were laden with shock, anger, and worry.
At that same moment, Meruem, still somewhat stunned, obeyed his instincts and abruptly retreated, instantly putting distance between himself and Moyu.
Tap—
A gust of air appeared out of nowhere at ground level, stirring up dust among the ruined walls.
Then Meruem's feet seemed to appear out of thin air as well, planting themselves squarely in the rising dust as he steadied himself.
He had retreated all the way to his original position, and that act alone demonstrated how terrifying Moyu's strength had become.
Drip, drip—
Blood seeped from Meruem's severed arm, trickling down the violently torn muscles before falling vertically toward the ground, its droplets piercing the layers of dust drifting close to the surface.
Moyu held Meruem's severed arm in one hand.
After his successful counterattack, his gaze followed Meruem's retreat. There was no mockery or amusement in his eyes, only a hint of surprise.
He was surprised that Meruem had instantly fled from him in fear, and equally surprised that his Nen, strengthened through death, could produce such devastating power.
Moyu had always been accustomed to overcoming greater