The Black Whale, first deck.
This place had once been the most extravagantly expensive VIP area on the entire ship. Now it was a fully sealed tin-can slaughterhouse.
The outrageously expensive Persian carpets had long since swollen and rotted from soaking in blood. Every step made a squelching sound, and the slimy sensation could make someone vomit up bile.
The air reeked of blood and the foul stench of incontinence. Mixed together, they were practically a biological weapon, making people's skulls buzz.
The power system had long since died. Only the emergency lights along both sides of the corridor kept flickering like crazy, their pulsing red glow making this hellhole look like some massive party in the underworld.
First Prince Benjamin stood in the middle of the mountain of corpses, looking cool as ever. Other people's brains and scraps of organs clung to his rock-hard muscles in a sticky mess. Who knew whose they were?
To breed the last survivor of this lethal contest, his father-the king named Huiguorou-had ordered the entire area physically welded shut.
No water, no electricity~~~ this was a live-action Battle Royale.
And Benjamin was the star of this tin can.
With his absurdly overpowered Nen Ability and the various Nen Beasts inherited from the younger siblings he had killed, he was carrying out the final sweep.
"Too weak... seriously, too weak."
Benjamin held a royal guard up by the collar with one hand. The man's legs kicked desperately in midair, and his eyes bulged so far from oxygen deprivation that they looked ready to pop out of their sockets.
"Bottom-feeders like you," Benjamin said with utterly crushing arrogance, "think you can stand in my way? Is this a joke???"
Crack!!!
His fingers barely exerted any force before the guard's neck crumbled like potato chips.
Then