The Evil of the Sun X The Spider's First Appearance
"Call..
As the pain subsided and power surged forth, Roy let out a soft breath, intuitively feeling the continuous flow of power emanating from deep within his body. He clasped his hands together and stretched them upwards.
"Crackling and popping..."
The joints in my neck, elbows, knees, and ankles crackled and popped like popping Beans.
Feeling inexplicably relaxed, he took a quick shower, opened <The Record of the Western Continent>, and sat down at the dining table. Just then, Gotoh pushed in a food cart. The Sun-Earring Boy looked up and glanced at him. [Believer: Gotoh]
[Constitution: 217→220]
[Manifested Aura: D + (9754/10000) → C - (77/100000)]
[Potential Aura: C - (1745/100000 → 2250/100000)]
Since learning the "Breathing Style," my "physical fitness bottleneck," which had held me back for years, has finally started to loosen up a bit. Clearly, I've been working hard these past few days...
Roy smiled, "You've completely mastered it?"
Gotoh pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and shook his head. "I still can't achieve the ' Total Concentration high' that Young Master mentioned."
"No rush." Roy took the knife and fork from Gotoh, cut off a piece of steak, and put it in his mouth. "Have someone prepare a few gourds later. Blow on them whenever you have time; it'll help prolong your 'concentration' time."
The "Breathing Style" prioritizes "cardiopulmonary capacity." Strong cardiopulmonary capacity raises blood temperature, accelerates heartbeat, and unleashes potential... In the original work, Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and their group mastered "Total Concentration - Constant Concentration" using this method taught by the Butterfly Mansion.
"Yes." Gotoh silently kept those words in mind.
Serving Roy his meal, dinner was soon over. The young butler cleared the table and pushed the cart away, but Roy called him back just before he was about to leave.
The Sun-Earring Boy opened his right hand and, through the imbued "Nen Qi" in his imagination, materialized a "Nen Artifact pistol" marked with the God Script "Infinite," signifying "Infinite rapid fire," and casually tossed it to Gotoh: "Here you go."
Gotoh took it and immediately noticed the difference in the "Nen Artifact pistol," recognizing it instantly.
This is a Nen Artifact branded with the God Script "!
" With Infinite rapid fire, inexhaustible Nen Qi, and endless Nen Bullet, this gun also has the ability to amplify the output of ' Emission ' attacks, making it a rare and excellent weapon."
Roy flipped to the page on "Applications of Faith" in the <Record of the Western Continent> and said without looking up.
Gotoh lovingly stroked the "Infinite Pistol," opened her mouth as if to say something, but then saw that the Young Master was already engrossed in reading. She pressed the pistol firmly to her heart, bowed, and pushed the food cart away.
"I will use it well." The young butler took a deep breath, silently added to himself, and left, disappearing from Roy's sight.
"Shh... shh..." A gust of wind lifted a corner of the curtain, revealing the deep darkness of night outside the window.
The bedroom light was dim, and only the sound of the Sun-Earring Boy quietly Browse "The Record of the Western Continent" could be heard.
Roy, comparing his grandfather Jager's explanations and conjectures about "Faith" and "Nen," recounted his encounter with Frank Becky and that [Storm] Believer on the Dark Continent... Lord Benjamin, with every move he made, could communicate and Amplification the "Thunder Intensity" through "Nen Ability," absorbing the "Faith" of countless people and appropriating the "energy" of countless others!
Perhaps... the reason why Little Mary and those "Abandoned People" captured and offered up by the 4K Party led by Frank Becky became the objects of cruel "sexual gratification" by Benjamin and his Believer of [Storm] might not be without the fact that their "spirituality" had already suffered a certain degree of backlash from [nature], gradually showing signs of moving towards "pollution" and "Calamity."
Turning to page 27 of "Record of the Western Continent," a sentence is clearly written on it—
The deeper one's Faith, the more extreme one becomes; one can strive for good, bringing blessings to one's community, or descend into evil, bringing calamity to the entire city.
That Benjamin was undoubtedly the latter!
Roy seemed lost in thought. He wondered what the Doctrine were originally established by the being who held the power of [Storm], and he silently became wary.
The sun is not just about facing upwards.
When it is mild, it can indeed nourish all things; when it is severe, it can also cause drought, scorching crops to death.
Despite its dual nature, it cannot escape the inherent contradictions inherent in its concrete existence.
So it all depends on the person and how they are guided...
Jager stopped speaking there, as if he had said everything and nothing at all. Perhaps... even Grandpa Jager himself didn't have a concrete answer or a solution.
As his thoughts churned, Roy closed the book, shut his eyes, and tapped his fingers on the table. After a moment, his gaze hardened, and he made up his mind... The path was right in front of him, and now that he had embarked on it, there was absolutely no turning back!
Demon Slayer will spread its teachings... it will spread them across the Dark Continent... and it will spread them to this Lake Center Island in the middle of Lake Mobius, which is currently under its feet...
The Sun-Earring Boy pushed back his chair, stood up, and strolled to the window. He gazed at the sparse stars and the inky darkness of the night, mentally sketching a rough map of the Lake Center Island. Then, his eyes narrowed, and he settled on a location...
Meteor City, abandoned by the world like a dumping ground!
"We never refuse anything, and likewise, no one can take anything away from us."
A face bearing a cross tattooed on his forehead, always adorned with blue earrings, and typically sporting a suit-style hairstyle... occasionally letting his hair down while chasing girls, gathering intelligence, or when not on a mission... He favors a black coat with an inverted cross pattern on the back, and his eyes, as calm as a deep pool, reveal an unfathomable depth of thought...
Roy rested his chin on his hand, deciding to bring a sliver of "light" and "warmth" to this no-man's-land that had existed for 1,500 years, and had also been cruel for 1,500 years...
"Whoosh~" The evening breeze stirred the "Hanafuda Earrings" as the Sun-Earring Boy stood with his hands behind his back, gazing south across the night sky.
On the northern Yorbian, separated from the Minbo Republic by the sea, lies the place where Meteor City exists...
A "drama" is unfolding...
First and foremost, never act impulsively!
"Secondly, we absolutely will not let a single bad guy escape!"
Third, the refereeing was absolutely fair and excellent!
"Good afternoon, everyone! We are the Cleaning Squad!"
In a church located in the western part of Meteor City, a Sun-Earring Boy with a bob haircut, holding a microphone, is energetically playing the role of "host," smiling and waving to the audience.
The eagerly awaiting audience erupted in enthusiastic cheers, instantly filling the vast and solemn prayer hall.
He has jet-black hair and is enthusiastically providing voice acting for an animated series called "Cleaning Squad".
As the curtain slowly rose, I stepped aside to make way for the pink-haired girl playing the "pink warrior," allowing her to make her dazzling entrance...
Hearing a shirtless, tiger-skin-clad Sun-Earring Boy arguing with a "wandering swordsman" with a tattered wooden sword tucked haphazardly at his waist, he looked pleadingly at the girl with two golden ponytails beside him and said, "Sarasa... it's up to you..."
The girl nodded solemnly, and despite her small stature, she strode confidently between the Sun-Earring Boy and the wandering swordsman. She slapped each of them on the arm and said, "Shh... don't make a fuss."
Uvogin and Nobunaga both snorted coldly and turned their heads away... as the Sun-Earring Boy observed...
Chrollo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, "Only Sarasa can control these two guys."