The power of cursed Nen, brought into being at the cost of death...
There could hardly have been a worse combination of abilities.
In terms of sheer strength, even the worldly members of the Zodiacs could not help being alarmed.
Now, seeing Ella in such agony after transferring only a tenth of the cursed Nen to herself...
They realized that the cursed Nen clinging to Chairman Netero most likely had "pain" as its primary characteristic.
Working backward from this phenomenon, they could infer that whoever had cast it must have devoted an unimaginable amount of effort to "enduring pain."
Only then could cursed Nen this pure have taken shape.
But that very inference made the caster's resolve all the more chilling.
Just as Ella had said earlier, how much hatred would it take to go this far?
And how had Chairman Netero provoked someone with such a deranged will?
Wild speculation could not give them an accurate answer.
For now, they could only hope that removing a portion of the cursed Nen would allow Netero to hold on a little longer.
As for when Moyu could make it back...
When Cheadle told them that Moyu was aboard an airship about to cross the continent, they could not help feeling profound despair.
Even if the airship could make an unscheduled landing at the nearest airport, the journey back would still take half a day.
And judging by Netero's current condition, never mind half a day—he might not even last two hours.
Had Ella not transferred a tenth of the cursed Nen to herself, Netero would probably have had even less time left.
"Who could it be...?"
Among the Zodiacs, Botobai the Dragon, a Three-Star Terrorist Hunter, lowered his eyelids, his eyes thoughtful.
Botobai was the Zodiacs' powerhouse, and his years of