The Whole Family Storms the Dark Continent × Illumi Goes Berserk

If Roy could describe Nanika in one sentence, he would say "unreasonable."

If you could pinpoint [Nanika] in one word, it would definitely be [Wish Machine]!

Silva, the father, once bluntly commented on [Nanika], saying that it was not human at all and could not be viewed through the eyes of family members; it was entirely a "darkness" from another world.

As Silva described, beings like [Nanika] have transcended the realm of human comprehension. Considering the plot of the original work, Roy prefers to call them "[gods] who have lost some of their 'subjective agency'!"

Completely adhere to the rules, while still retaining a sliver of "humanity"...

For example, [Nanika]'s "Compulsion" and "Request," and how in the future, due to his extreme dependence on Qi, he can ignore "Compulsion" and "Request" and directly obey Qi's "commands" to heal Tsubone and Gon, are good examples.

Roy fell into deep thought. To kill someone comparable to [Nanika], he clearly needed to transcend the realm of [human] and enter the realm of [god], something even the "Strongest Human" before him couldn't do.

"This kid is really contemplating the possibility of slaying a god..." Netero looked intently at Roy, Sun-Earring Boy surprisingly didn't find it absurd at all, and remarked with a touch of emotion, "Jager has a fine junior~"

The same fearlessness, the same boundless imagination...

The somewhat "neurotic" "Conjuration" seems destined to develop in ways that exceed the comprehension of "normal people"...

"I understand." Roy calmed himself down, smiled, and said, "It's late, so I won't disturb you any longer, Grandpa."

"The Gotoh, a farewell talisman."

"Squeak~" The young butler opened the door. "Please."

Netero glanced at Zeno: "Aren't you leaving?"

Zeno: "I'm his grandfather, not a guest."

Netero: ".

With a chuckle, he flicked his sleeve, leaving space for the grandfather and grandson.

"Bang!" The door slammed shut.

Zeno said directly, "If you need to find Nen Exorcist, you also need to work hard."

"Your great-grandfather and I will find a way. When that day comes, we'll turn the world upside down, storm the Dark Continent, and kill that guy!"

The old man, his back hunched, stood on tiptoe and ruffled Roy's hair. "Just remember, you're not fighting alone."

The Sun-Earring Boy seemed to have grown taller in just a short while. Even when Zeno stood on tiptoe and stretched his arms, he could feel a slight strain.

Roy lowered his head slightly, then smiled with relief, "Perhaps this is an inspiration left to me by my great-grandfather."

"Since the other party was able to detect my presence through Grandpa Jager's memories, it means... there's a high probability that my great-grandfather is still alive."

"Then we must kill him even more!"

I think so too.

The grandfather and grandson exchanged a glance and smiled. Outside the door, Netero hadn't left; he stood with his hands behind his back, listening quietly, his old eyes gleaming with undisguised envy...

Look at other people's children, then look at your own. Comparison is the thief of joy; comparing goods is the only way to throw them away.

News came from Kakin that the bastard had fathered a bunch of children who had infiltrated the royal family. While building the "Black Whale," he was also urging the old king to relocate the entire nation to the Dark Continent...

All these years, he still can't learn to "be content" and insists on repeating the same mistakes to "suicide," to the point that...

Netero wants a grandson, but he doesn't know which one to choose... let alone watch his grandson grow up or even pat his head.

"Sigh..." Youyou -out sigh drifted away on the wind.

The door creaked open.

Zeno walked out with a relaxed expression, his hands behind his back. He glanced at him and said, "Shall we go?"

Netero stared at him for a moment, then raised his foot to kick, but the old man dodged to the side.

What's wrong with you?

"I just don't like you, is that okay?"

"You smashed my ball, so it's not too much for me to kick you, is it?"

Zeno:

Beyond's obnoxious behavior, he snorted coldly, too lazy to pay any attention to Netero, and turned to leave.

Netero took a deep breath, finally feeling a bit better, and slowly followed.

Behind me, "creak~"

The door closed again.

All that was left was Gotoh serving Roy as he flipped through the notes left by his grandfather Jager, the page stuck on the [Will Scissors] page.

The annual Demon Slayer Corps Selection is just around the corner.

In addition, it will take another two days to get there before we set off on our journey.

Roy had already made his plans; he would set off in his dreams that night to hunt down "Demon" and seize "Life Energy"!

However, before that, we must learn [Zhou] as a "farewell gift" to say goodbye to our senior brothers and sisters, including Sabito Makomo, and to thank them for their tireless companionship over the past six months.

The essence of thought cannot be separated from imagination.

The "Conjuration" and the "Transmutation" are particularly prominent in terms of "imagination."

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[One, focusing on "creating something out of thin air"... One, actively "shaping something out of thin air"...]

[Simulating scissors, "shaping" imagination into the shape of scissors, cutting the "Nen Thread" between the body and the object, thus preserving as much of the thought attached to the "object" as possible while separating the "person" from the "object"...]

Night fell, and the lamplight cast a long shadow on the Sun-Earring Boy... Roy read intently, not missing a single message, occasionally asking Gotoh, "How did you learn [Zhou] back then?"

The young butler took out a coin, placed it on the back of his hand, and carefully considered his words before replying, "I'll think about it."

Roy looked up and saw Gotoh rubbing a coin, chuckling sheepishly, "Tsubone always says I'm stupid, always clueless. Clearly, the ' Emission ' is better at [Zhou], but in the end, I had to break my 'Nian' because I needed to launch the coin as a bullet..."

"So after a lot of practice, desperately thinking 'I must break the Nen Thread,' one day, it really did break."

"Breaking off whenever you want isn't stupid..." Roy closed his notebook, pondered for a while, and looked at Gotoh seriously, saying, "When you get back, prepare a knife. After the test, I'll teach you a set of 'sword techniques,' so be sure to practice diligently."

The importance of "Breathing Style" can be seen from the fact that they can forcibly eliminate the numerical gap between "humans" and "Demon".

Now that we have the "Water Breathing" technique, there's no reason not to teach it to Gotoh.

If any more "loyal servants" appear in the future, they should be rewarded. This will also help improve our side's combat strength and prepare for the future "slaying of the gods".

"Yes!" Gotoh bowed respectfully.

Roy waved his hand, seizing the last bit of time before falling asleep, and calmed himself down to study the [Will Scissors Technique]. He sat cross-legged on the bed, letting the Golden Crow roll around beside him, placed his hands on his knees, palms facing the sky, closed his eyes to meditate, controlled his breathing, and maintained the "Sun Breathing" technique throughout...

With a thought, he began to construct "Will Scissors" in his mind.

"Scissors handle", "Scissors blade", "Scissors back".

The individual components took shape and shattered in my mind, shattering and taking shape again, repeating this process more than ten times over half an hour... Finally, they were put together...

Roy opened his eyes at the opportune moment, raised his hand, and used [Magnetism Attraction] to catch the Cane Sword in his hand, completely enveloping it with a layer of "Nen," before letting go and activating [Will Scissors] to sever the "Nen Thread" connecting the Cane Sword to his hand...

Then I heard a crisp "snap" sound, and it echoed in my mind...

Looking again, the Cane Sword, wreathed in milky-white Nen Qi, lay on the bed. It hadn't dissipated after leaving Roy's grasp, clearly... it had become a Nen Artifact imbued with [Zhou]'s power!

"It has to be the Young Master!" Gotoh observed clearly from the side.

From the initial inquiry to the meditation and then to the completion of the [Zhou] procedure, it all took less than forty minutes. Tsubone was right; compared to the Young Master, he was just a blockhead.

It's done. It seems... not as complicated as I imagined...

Roy raised his hand and grabbed the Cane Sword again. He practiced it several times without making a mistake and succeeded each time.

A realization gradually dawned on me... Humans instinctively maintain a sense of awe towards the unknown, not because the unknown is terrifying, but simply because they are unwilling to take risks, unwilling to engage with it, and prefer to stay in their comfort zone of the known, in order to obtain that pitiful sense of security.

But... once someone takes the first step, finds the right method, exposes the [unknown], and reveals its true nature, the so-called "fear" will vanish...

Just like how, because of the "Will Scissors Technique," I can uncover [Zhou's] secret faster than Gotoh...

My fear of the "unknown" stems entirely from my lack of understanding of it.

If I can find even the slightest flaw in Him, like how Qi Weilai manipulated [Nanika] through Alluka, then there's nothing to fear...

Tick-tock... tick-tock...

Although the "Time Mark" on the back of my hand is still counting down...

Roy, however, was completely oblivious, pretending it didn't exist. He secretly planted a seed in his heart to one day storm the Dark Continent and teach that "unknown" a lesson... well, the world's number one assassin family!

"Ding--" At 11 p. m., the Big Ben in the center of Zaban City struck the hour.

The Golden Crow seemed tired from rolling around, and laboriously climbed up Roy's arm to the top of his head, pecking at him to remind him to go to sleep.

Roy dismissed Gotoh, saying, "With Little Gold watching over you, you can go to sleep without worry."

Gotoh nodded and immediately stopped insisting. She gently closed the door for Roy and turned her head to see Kurajing.

The girl had a notebook tucked into her arms and, mimicking him, pushed up her glasses perched on her delicate nose, as if she had been waiting at the door for a long time.

Seeing him look over, he took out a pen, opened his notebook, and asked earnestly, "There are some things I don't understand about 'reading,' and I'd like to ask you about them."

Gotoh looked at her in surprise, but the girl met his gaze without flinching. In the end... the young butler gave in and nodded, saying, "Alright."

In the dim light of the corridor, I began to answer her questions.

"Ga Yi"

Inside the room, Golden Crow yawned and urged Roy to go to sleep.

The Sun-Earring Boy's ears twitched; hearing the noise at the door, he smiled slightly and glanced out the window...

A deathly pale face, disheveled hair, hung upside down, empty, lifeless eyes staring intently at Roy, silently lurking... as if to say... "If you don't let me in, I'll hang myself right now!"

A black line appeared on Roy's forehead...

He glanced at it and asked, "What are you doing?"

Even if you're eliminated, you still owe your family?

Illumi didn't answer, but kept glancing at Roy: "Why did Grandpa go into your room?"

"Fine."

What happened to your hand?

"Fine."

"Who did this? Prosecute me, I'll go and kill him!"

With a head of black hair, the stupid little boy seemed to finally notice the bandage on Roy's hand and couldn't help but unleash his killing intent!

"Chirp--" Occasionally, a few birds, oblivious to the danger, would crash into the road, their beady eyes rolling back as they fell with a pitiful cry...

With a "whoosh," the curtains were pulled open, instantly blocking Illumi's view.

Roy withdrew the Magnetism and said calmly, "I said it's nothing, go to sleep."

Illumi hung outside the window, swaying in the wind. His profile, partially obscured by the Moonlight, appeared so heavy it seemed almost dripping with water, an indescribable terror!