Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 410 Even if it means risking one's life
Oyapuf has exceptionally rich emotions, and is prone to extremes.

A person with such abilities is most likely to have thoughts about death when they are emotionally agitated.

Moreover, within his beliefs lies the grand ambition to witness the Ant King rule the world, as well as absolute loyalty rooted in his innate sense of duty.

He resisted death.

Therefore, after death, the spiritual energy that was unwilling to dissipate with life manifested as the powdery thoughts of the deceased.

This presentation method usually depends on the wishes of each "deceased" and the characteristics of their mental capacity during their lifetime.

Therefore, judging from the fact that the black, powdery death energy gathered to form a human-shaped outline, this should be Shayapof's "King of Flies" ability.

Perhaps if we wait just a few more seconds, we will see what Oyapuf looks like as he returns from the dead, thus verifying our speculation about the form of death thought.

But Moro had no interest in it.

Through the brutal absorption capacity of the growth rings, all the black, powdery death energy was drawn into the energy bar, soaring all the way to 41% before stopping.

Previously, he fed all the Death Nen energy to the Chimera, which had turned into a stone egg, and then absorbed the Death Nen needles that Illumi left in Killua's brain, charging up about 9% of the energy for the fourth age.

Now, having only absorbed the death intent of Xiao Yapufu, it has transformed approximately 32% of its energy in one go.

This result surprised Moro somewhat.

"It jumped by nearly 32% in one go... Is the intensity that high?"

Moro glanced down at the energy bar on the back of his hand, which was almost half full, and thought, "If I can't handle this, it'll be a real headache."

After completely eliminating the threat of the owl, Moro immediately turned his attention to the direction of the palace.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock...

Just then, the dark clouds that had been brewing for most of the day finally brought rain.

In just a second or two, the rain poured down, turning into a dense curtain of rain.

The palace in sight suddenly became blurry.

Without lingering, Moro headed straight for the palace through the heavy rain.

But he had only gone a short distance when he suddenly saw a huge wave rise out of nowhere in the dense rain on the west side of the palace, rushing straight toward the palace.

"That is……"

Moro's gaze was instantly drawn to the giant wave, which was over ten meters high, and he muttered to himself, "Gerachan's ability."

Grachan's ability is to materialize surfboards and harpoons.

The most powerful aspect of this ability is its capacity to harness the power of nature, that is, to summon giant waves out of thin air.

However, overly powerful abilities often come with strict limitations.

The limitation of Graqiang's ability is that it can only be activated on rainy days.

At this moment, heavy rain began to fall, and Graqiang activated his ability at top speed, demonstrating just how urgent the situation was.

Moro frowned, immediately focused his attention, and connected his consciousness with his "classmate".

next moment.

The battle unfolded on the first floor of the palace.

Moro's expression changed slightly.

........................

Let's rewind three minutes.

That is, at the moment when Moro reached Lv.92 and decided to directly eliminate Shayapuf, the extermination team inside the palace was facing desperate pressure.

Neferpitou's "Kuroko Dance" grants her unparalleled combat capabilities.

Despite the overwhelming numerical advantage of the expeditionary force and their perfect coordination...

But from the start of the battle, all their efforts seemed futile in the face of Neferpitou's relentless offensive.

The turning point in the battle was the failure of the "Heavenly Unknown Only I Suffer Loss" ability system.

With a single blow, Neferpitou paid off all his debts and caused Porter to disappear.

Furthermore, the overwhelming attack power caused Nakuro to be unable to become immune to the damage through his ability mechanism, resulting in his stomach being cut open.

With such severe injuries, he is basically unable to participate in combat anymore.

If it is not dealt with quickly, there is a risk of death soon.

In this situation, the only option is for Nobu to step in despite the psychological pressure, open a passage near the battlefield, and transfer the seriously injured Nakuru to the medical team in the 4D apartment.

"It's all my fault... I failed to protect Porter. If I had just run away with my tail between my legs, I would never have been able to sleep peacefully again."

Despite being severely injured, Nakuru was unwilling to leave in such a disgraceful manner.

Having personally witnessed Neferpitou's despair-inducing fighting prowess, he knew better than anyone...

The only chance to defeat such a monster is to rely on the power of the heavens that makes me alone suffer losses.

But he caused the entire team to lose any chance of victory.

If he had reacted a little faster, or if he had been physically stronger.

Perhaps the outcome would be different.

But in reality, there are no "what ifs".

All the resentment and regret ultimately stem from one's own lack of ability.

"Please, let me hit her one more time, please..."

Looking at the terrifying figure on the field who had driven his teammates into a desperate situation, Nakuru didn't even glance at the intestines that were spilling out of his abdominal wound.

His face showed no sign of pain, only a palpable sense of resentment.

"Even if there's only the slightest chance... I'll give my life..."

His nerves seemed to be shielded from pain. He clenched his fists tightly and, in a state of extreme resentment, made a decision as if to atone for his sins.

Even the slightest possibility is acceptable.

If he can leave behind his "thoughts" after his death, he can also leave "hope" to his teammates.

In the midst of an incredibly intense battle where everyone was risking their lives to face death, only Xiu Tu noticed the resentful face of Na Ku Lu, who had retreated to the sidelines, and...

Nakuru's face was covered in tears of immense guilt.

Xiutuo, who had been hesitant and timid since the start of the battle, seemed to connect with Nakuro's emotions at this moment.

Feeling resentful, guilty...

Because at the moment Neferpitou attacked Nakoruru, he was positioned closest to Nakoruru.

Given the circumstances at the time, his abilities were insufficient to help Nakoruru out of his predicament.

Of all the people, only Xiao Jie, relying on his wild instincts, pulled Nakuro back from the brink of death.

but--

Xiuto reacted instantly after Neferpitou completed his attack, realizing that his fist, hovering not far away, had a chance to hit Neferpitou.

But he hesitated.

Just as Neferpitou exposed his back to him, he hesitated.

As a result, they missed a potential opportunity to launch the "Dark Hotel" attack on Neferpitou.

If he had seized that opportunity and successfully hit Neferpitou...

The Dark Inn's ability could then be used to lock Neferpitou in a cage at the spot where he was hit, and also remove the tactile sensation from that area.

Even if the area torn off is only the size of a fist mark, the sense of loss in the limbs will definitely affect Nefertiti's speed.

But in reality, there are still no "what ifs".

However, it's well known that Neferpitou's most troublesome ability is speed...

"But I let the 'opportunity' slip away, and just like that, I missed an opportunity that could have directly affected the outcome of the entire battle."

Xiu Tu saw Na Kulu's resentment and guilt, which was like a mirror, clearly reflecting his own resentment and guilt. And so, in that moment, he finally made up his mind that he had to "change".

Human beings,
We must not remain stagnant.

Just as after humans finally discovered the first spark of fire, they were not satisfied with using it only to drive away the ferocious beasts that were invincible in the darkness.

So even though Shuto didn't consider his relationship with Nakoruru to be that good, at least at this moment...

His desire to do something for Nakurul was incredibly real and intense.

Therefore, he must break free from the cage he is trapped in and also get rid of his former cowardly self.

Even risking my life is no problem!
Xiutuo's eyes suddenly became incredibly determined.

The aura surrounding him no longer swayed and wavered like water plants as before.

There was another person who also noticed Nakurul's emotions.

That was Kurt, who remained detached from the battlefield.

In terms of the nature of his abilities, Kaldor is not suited for direct combat.

The reason for positioning myself so far away was to minimize my presence while trying to use those inconspicuous scraps of paper to see if they could have an effect on Neferpitou and sever her joints.

But this idea is clearly too optimistic.

Neferpitou's immense Nen power was more than enough to eliminate that possibility.

After his attempts failed, Kurt quickly confirmed this undeniable fact.

Therefore, the task of moving the injured person to the apartment corridor in a timely manner fell to Kurt.

Fortunately, Neferpitou would ignore the existence of "weak people" during the battle, thus preventing further threats to Nakoruru's life.

But saying it was ignored might not be entirely accurate.

It should be said to be a priority.

For her, with Poteklin gone and Nakoruru severely injured, finishing off Nakoruru was no longer a priority once her attention was diverted to other humans.

This was already evident when she attacked Kite, Gon, and Killua.

Because of this, Nakuru survived the desperate battle fought by Mo Laowu and others, and Kurt also had the opportunity to get close to him.

"Can I still leave?"

Kurt glanced at the horrific wound on Nakuru's abdomen.

Nakulu stared intently at the battle unfolding on the field, shaking his head and saying, "I won't leave."

"Do you want to die here?"

Kurt asked calmly.

Nakuru replied without hesitation, "Yes... but before I die, I must punch her one more time and make Potclyn reappear."

"But you obviously don't have that ability right now, and my mission is to get you to a safe place since you've lost your combat value."

As Kurt spoke, his gaze subtly swept over Nakuru's tightly clenched fist, even revealing the bulging veins.

Hearing Kurt's cold and realistic words, Nakor was speechless.

Even so, he didn't want to just run away with his tail between his legs.

If we go back to the dimensional apartment, then there will truly be no chance at all.

Standing here, even though death is inevitable in the end, there is a possibility of getting another chance to strike.

That's right.

Even if it means death,

Even if you die standing up!

Kurt looked at the silent Nakoruru.

If it were my former self, seeing Nakuru crying his eyes out because he was powerless, I would definitely have given him a merciless laugh...

"I'll ask you one more time."

Kurt lowered his eyelids, concealing a hint of emotion in his eyes, and said coldly, "Do you want to die here?"

"Correct."

Without needing to explain the reason, Nacool gave a second reply without hesitation.

Even without his explanation, Kurt had already discerned the motives and reasons behind Nakurul's insistence on staying and his determination to unleash his powers on Neferpitou again.

"Nakoru, I'm not good at healing people."

"Ok?"

Nakuru looked at Kurt beside him, puzzled.

Kurt unfolded his fan, gently scattering the paper scraps as he calmly said, "However, theoretically, I can use 'paper thread' to stitch up your internal organs and wounds."

"Really?"

Nakuru's eyes widened suddenly, staring intently at Kurt.

"Don't be happy too early."

Kurt said calmly, "I said I'm not good at it because the suturing process can cause intense pain. The worst outcome is that not only will it not help you, it might even hasten your death, or I might even accidentally kill you. Even so, you still..."

"I'm OK."

Nakuru interrupted Kurt.

Kurt glanced at him and reminded him, "There's one more thing. That monster clearly prioritizes attacking targets with high threat levels during the fight, which is why it keeps staring at Kate and Mo Laowu. In other words, as long as you don't make any attention-grabbing noises, we're safe."

"clear."

Nakuru nodded emphatically and said in a deep voice, "If anything unexpected happens, I guarantee I'll die before you."

"..."

Kurt paused for a moment, then sighed, "Then you might as well just die now."

"Uh... don't worry, trust me."

Fearing that Kurt might change his mind, Nakuru quickly made a guarantee.

"it is good."

Kal't glanced at the members of the subjugation team who were fighting desperately in the arena (except for Hisoka who was just slacking off), and thought to himself that these people... were really amazing.

Suppressing the strange feelings in his heart, Kurt waved his fan, letting the scraps of paper flutter in the air, and then turned his gaze back to Nakoruru's face.

"Then I'll start."

"bring it on!"

Nakor was mentally prepared, but before Kurt could manipulate the paper scraps further, he couldn't help but say, "Kurt, although you always speak like you're handing someone a knife and you're always so cold, you actually have a gentle side too."

"..."

Kurt said expressionlessly, "Even if you say nice things, it won't change the fact that 'I'm not good at healing,' nor will it reduce the possibility that I might accidentally kill you."

"Uh."

Nakuru didn't know how to reply for a moment, so he could only sincerely say, "Thank you, Kurt."

"Ah."

Kurt responded softly, as if accepting Nakor's gratitude.

Subsequently,

Under the influence of Nen, the flying paper scraps turned into thin threads, which burrowed into Nakuru's abdominal cavity in a somewhat crude manner.

Instantly, an intense, excruciating pain assaulted Nakuru's nerves.

Despite this, Nakuru remained silent, letting cold sweat cover his face.

(End of this chapter)