Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 420 Energy Surge
The ghostly soul was burned to ashes by the blue flames.

Neferpitou's life came to an end, and his strong and muscular body fell backward as life was extinguished.

But an even stronger obsession erupted the moment death approached.

That was such urgency and anxiety.

It was all for the purpose of eliminating any entity that might threaten the Ant King as quickly as possible.

Neferpitou's body, about to fall to the ground, suddenly froze under the influence of this deathly thought, maintaining an illogical tilt angle.

The black and red Nen energy gathered like a storm, and the corpse's knees showed a clear exertion, forcefully lifting its upper body, which was almost touching the ground, back up.

Interestingly...

Neferbitt's suicidal thoughts arose far too quickly.

So much so that when the corpse moved again using the "power of death," Poteklin seemed to determine that the target still existed and had not disappeared.

Mo Laowu was stunned by the sheer scale of this deathly aura.

He had never seen such a powerful afterlife consciousness.

The oppressive aura emanating from that dark red color gave him a more immediate and visibly dangerous feeling than when he was alive.

His strength in life was already despair-inducing, but the obsession that arose after his death was even more threatening.

This is completely unreasonable.

Having already experienced Neferpitou's abilities, Morel instantly understood the consequences that this death wish would lead to.

He instinctively wanted to go with the Purple Smoke Soldiers to help Moro, but then he belatedly realized that after confirming the King's movements with Nob, he had already sent all the remaining Smoke Soldiers outside the palace to set up defenses and provide early warning.

At this moment, he had neither a pipe nor a Purple Smoke Soldier, so he could only intervene in the situation.

However, just as Mo Laowu made a move, he was shocked to see that the corpse, which had been propped up again by the black and red spiritual energy, was actually pressed down heavily onto the ground by Mo Luo with one hand.

Immediately afterwards, the surging deathly intent, as if drawn by an invisible force, rushed wildly toward Moro's palm.

This was completely different from what Mo Laowu had expected.

As a manipulator, the moment he sensed the deathly intent, he deduced that Neferpitou's corpse would be controlled by the puppeteer's abilities he possessed in life.

The Nen that had grown stronger through death, coupled with that incredibly resilient and nearly undamaged corpse...

In Mo Laowu's mind, there was no combination more dangerous than this.

Therefore, upon realizing that this death wish might be specifically created to eliminate Moro, the only thought in his mind was that he must not allow the overexerted Moro to be threatened.

Even if it costs them their own lives, they would not hesitate to do so.

In contrast, the ant king is heading this way...

Since the palace was still some distance away, the corpse in front of them, driven by thoughts of death, was actually more troublesome.

But now it seems it was a false alarm.

"Moro, that death wish..."

Mo Laowu quickly moved closer.

Before he could finish speaking, Moro responded, "Don't worry, I can handle it."

"it is good."

Seeing that Moro's tone was firm and that he had indeed suppressed that terrifying thought of death, Moro Wu felt slightly relieved and then quickly got to the point:

"The guild leader failed, and Rose also failed to kill the Ant King on the spot. That monster seems to have some kind of regenerative ability and is now heading towards the palace. Judging from its speed, we only have a minute to evacuate at most. However, I have already sent the remaining smoke soldiers to set up defenses outside. Relying on the mimicry ability, we should be able to buy some more time."

"The Ant King... isn't dead?"

Moro sighed inwardly at Netero's defeat, feeling somewhat surprised.

He knew, of course, that the explosive power of the rose alone was not enough to kill the Ant King instantly; it would only leave him with a lingering breath.

In the original story, it was Yupi and Owlapf who arrived in time and transferred their life energy to the Ant King, thus saving his life.

But now that his direct guards have all died at his hands, can the Ant King survive solely by relying on his regenerative abilities?

In a flash, Morro suddenly realized the differences between the Ant King and the original story.

He couldn't judge the difference in Nen intensity between the Chimera Ant King and the original story based on the scenes he remembered.

The only certainty is that both the current Ant King and the Ant King in the original story are incredibly powerful, far beyond the reach of humans.

Aside from the amount of thought, the most significant difference is...

Double pupils.

This is precisely the biggest change that distinguishes the King of Ants from the original story.

“If he had the ability to ‘regenerate,’ he wouldn’t have needed to let Neferpitou… Never mind, I’ll deal with the death thoughts first, then I’ll immediately return to the 4-dimensional apartment.”

Moro turned his gaze and saw the black and red death energy turning into a vortex, being rapidly drawn into the rings on the back of his hand.

50%, 60%...

The energy level of the tree rings is rising rapidly.

The scale of Neferbitt's lingering death thoughts far exceeded expectations.

In the process of absorbing this deathly intent, Poteklin, who had not yet met the requirements for his abilities, was also drawn into the rings of time.

Once these death thoughts are completely absorbed, we can retreat back to the four-dimensional apartment and wait for the rose toxin in the Ant King's body to take effect.

The King Ant defeated Netero, but also lost.

This is precisely why Morrow was only surprised but not flustered when he heard that the Ant King was not dead.

Mo Laowu glanced at the red phantom struggling violently above Neferpitou's corpse, but ultimately only able to twist helplessly, then quickly looked towards the outside of the palace and asked urgently, "How much longer?"

"This death wish is very strong... but it will come quickly, in five or six seconds at most."

Moro glanced at the energy bar on the tree rings; it was almost at 70%, and at this rate, it would probably reach 80% without any problem.

His gaze shifted from the energy bar of the tree rings to the completely suppressed corpse of Neferpitou.

At such close range, he could clearly feel the terrifying killing intent that originated from the desire to eradicate.

However, the rings of time still completely suppressed the rebellious forces emanating from Neferpitou's posthumous thoughts.

Each time he faced a stronger death wish, Moreau couldn't help but marvel at the extraordinary nature of the "rings".

It was as if there were no thoughts about death that it couldn't handle in this world.

Hearing Moro say that it would only take five or six seconds at most, Mo Laowu was completely relieved.

Thanks to the "classmate" ability that Nob just had Pons switch over, he can now keep track of the Ant King's movements in real time.

If it were only a few seconds of delay, even without Nob coming over, he and Moro would have plenty of time to retreat back to the four-dimensional apartment.

"Suppressing the thoughts of the dead before they erupt is undoubtedly the best outcome."

Looking at Moro, who was concentrating on dealing with the thoughts of death, Mo Laowu felt fortunate: "Fortunately, Moro is here. Even such terrifying thoughts of death can be dealt with with ease."

Thinking that Moro had decisively suppressed Neferpitou's corpse the instant before the death intent had fully taken hold, Moro Wu couldn't help but feel a chill of fear.

If Moro had reacted even a fraction of a second slower, they would probably be facing a fully-fledged killing puppet right now.

If it really comes to that, let alone retreating from the 4D Apartment, even life and death are uncertain.

"It's almost at 70%. At this rate, breaking 80% is definitely not a problem, and it might even reach 90%..."

While watching the energy bar of the fourth ring rapidly increase, Moro kept a close eye on the still astonishing black-red death aura on Neferpitou's corpse.

Such a high energy gain likely owes a significant portion to Porter.

His gaze swept over the area above Neferpitou's corpse, where Poteklin was no longer visible.

"Ok?"

Just then, Moro suddenly sensed a very faint killing intent, which fell vertically amidst the wind and rain.

Without the enhancement of condensed starlight, relying solely on his keen perception of killing intent, he had no time to think about why the attack came from above, and could only instinctively leap backward.

laugh!
Just as he retreated, a beam of light, about the thickness of a fist and as solid as a laser, pierced through the rain and struck the spot where he had just been standing, instantly creating a bottomless hole in the ground.

Instantly, the surrounding water rushed in.

"An attack from above? A projectile-type attack?"

Moro's expression changed slightly as he suddenly looked up at the churning black clouds in the sky.

A perfectly round gap was clearly visible in the clouds.

The beam of light that just struck him so hard came from above the clouds.

Moreover, even at such a great distance, its power was not diminished in the slightest, and the form of its Nen energy was surprisingly stable. On one of the airships above the clouds.

After missing his target with a single shot, Muhl, sitting in the weapons cockpit, slightly contracted his pupils.

“Grem”.

"Ok?"

A mixed electrical response came from inside the giant robot.

While patiently adjusting the angle of the second shot, Muhail asked in a slightly strange tone, "Did I reveal any murderous intent when I fired that shot?"

"A little bit, after all, you're not a professional assassin, and you don't have the ability to perfectly conceal your killing intent."

Graeme offered an objective assessment.

Muhail's cheek twitched: "The last sentence is redundant."

"Oh."

Graeme's response was flat and unresponsive.

"Boss, did we mess it up?"

Beside him, three members of the Stone Wall Squad, dressed in military uniforms and responsible for converting Nen into ammunition, looked at Muhair, who was sitting steadily behind a sniper rifle.

When asked by his companion, Muhl nodded.

During the pause after calibrating the angle, he asked in a deep voice, "So do you think... with that bit of killing intent I just displayed, it was possible for the people on the ground to sense it?"

"Absolutely impossible!"

The team members shook their heads without hesitation.

Muhel narrowed his eyes, and through the power of "Eye of Foresight," he met Moro's sharp gaze as it shot straight down from the ground.

How can I describe how I feel at this moment?

Just like when he was spying on his target from behind a pinhole camera, the other party suddenly noticed and coldly looked back at him through the lens.

He's a monster!

“But the ‘target’ did notice.”

Muller murmured softly, "Now I understand why Pariston and Bynd wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of him."

Then, he immediately changed the subject:
"Replenish ammunition as quickly as possible."

"No problem, boss. If you do things at your own pace, we can keep up."

"Okay, but don't let your guns go cold too soon."

After responding, Muhál fell silent, his breathing as steady and firm as a rock, and his eyes became as sharp as an eagle's.

The greatest strength of the Stone Wall Squad lies in its coordinated combat capabilities centered around Gorem.

Through division of labor and cooperation among team members, they are often able to launch devastating firepower strikes against targets, depending on the situation.

At this moment, with the vision-assisted ability of "Eye of Foresight", Muhail steadily pulled the trigger of the second shot.

The sniper rifle, which looked as if it shouldn't exist in reality, suddenly jolted, but Graeme, who materialized it, remained as steady as a mountain.

Palace courtyard.

In order to dodge the first highly condensed psychic attack, Moro interrupted his absorption of the afterlife psychic energy.

Without the suppression from the rings of time, Neferpitou's corpse, still retaining a considerable amount of death energy, suddenly leaped up from the ground.

Kuroko Mai's black and red phantom of the puppeteer appeared on her body. Although it was not as terrifying as it was at the beginning, it was still not to be underestimated.

Guided and controlled by the strings of thought, Neferpitou launched an aerial attack on Morrow, who had retreated two or three body lengths.

Faced with Neferpitou's attack, Moro quickly averted his gaze from the clouds and swiftly used his ability.

"Starlight Convergence"

A sky full of stars appeared out of nowhere, weaving with the rain to create a hazy, dreamlike scene.

Swish!
Neferpitou's figure pierced through the rain curtain, scattering the raindrops into a spray of mist.

Moro used his abilities to anticipate her attack trajectory. Instead of retreating, he advanced, taking a step to the side and barely avoiding the sharp claw that was reaching out towards him.

Just as their figures crossed, Moro swiftly stretched out his right hand, attempting to touch Neferpitou again and completely absorb the remaining death thoughts in her.

But the figure that should have passed in front of him was frozen in mid-air without warning, as if time had stopped.

Upon seeing this, the phrase "Nen ability is enhanced by death" suddenly flashed through Moro's mind.

next moment.

Neferpitou's corpse, like a puppet controlled by invisible threads, suddenly lunged back in a bizarre posture, almost as if its body had been broken.

The change came suddenly, but thanks to the full power of the condensed starlight, Moro was still able to barely cope.

He suddenly retreated and sidestepped, narrowly dodging the tricky counterattack.

However, at this very moment—

A highly compressed beam of energy shot down vertically like lightning, precisely striking the spot where he had stepped to dodge the attack.

"Compared to Yang De..."

Moro already guessed who would do something underhanded at this time.

The moment the edge of the condensed starlight touched the energy beam, Morrow unleashed a blitzkrieg that had cooled down at the crucial moment.

After leveling up, the cooldown time of this ability has been reduced to fifteen seconds.

Swish!
Moro vanished into thin air.

The energy beam missed its target, blasting a dark hole in the ground.

Instead of retreating, Morelos suddenly appeared beside Neferpitou, his right hand reaching out to absorb the Death Thought.

But he didn't expect...

Starting with the second attack, the intervals between the energy beams that came vertically from above the clouds suddenly became extremely short.

One after another, highly compressed beams of energy pierced through the clouds and poured down to the ground like a torrential rain.

This was no longer sniping; it was machine gun fire.

Moreover, judging from its power, this is definitely not something that one person could accomplish alone; it must be the result of some kind of collaborative ability.

"Who is it...!?"

Mo Laowu was right next to Mo Luo, and at this moment he was also brought into the range of long-range firepower.

No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't figure out who would launch such a deadly attack on them at this time.

Without his pipe and Purple Smoke Soldiers for protection, he could only watch helplessly as the powerful attack, formed from the combined abilities, pierced through his body.

Consciousness rapidly faded.

Outside the palace, all the Purple Smoke Soldiers, who resembled members of the punitive expedition, vanished instantly.

Moro's situation was equally perilous.

Faced with the high-density energy beams pouring down like a torrential rain, he suddenly stomped on the ground and burst forth, propelling his body to the side at breakneck speed.

But at that moment, the deathly intent that enveloped Neferpitou suddenly contracted, as if it had acquired a clear and strong will, and with a resolute attitude, it rushed straight at Moro, who was evacuating the bombing zone.

At this moment,

The body, controlled by the thoughts of the dead, abandoned all defenses and poured all the energy of death into this final strike, pushing speed and power to their limits.

Numerous energy beams rained down from the sky, relentlessly bombarding her body and easily piercing through her, creating one hideous bloody hole after another.

In an instant, Catwoman's body was riddled with holes.

however,
That right hand, imbued with intense willpower, still followed a taut, extreme trajectory, passing through the beams of light that descended upon it.

Finally, it plunged violently into Moro's chest.

Then, pushing Moro's body, they sped away into the distance.

"..."

In the dead silence, Moreau reached out his right hand and grasped Neferpitou's arm, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Moreau, who had been blasted into pieces by the energy beam.

The energy of tree rings continues to surge.

70%, 80%, 90%…

(End of this chapter)