Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 443 Kill!

Where the bright red petals have vanished, a lingering fragrance still remains.

Judging from the mechanics, the ability to forcibly transfer Bi Yangde in that situation is undoubtedly a special ability.

I just don't know the specific effects of the ability.

If this capability can be transferred at any time, then there's no need for Yang De to stay and continue to take on the risks.

There must be some kind of limitation imposed by the ability setting behind this.

Moreover, given the rarity of the ability, the user must be a crucial member of Yang De's team.

"His team must have quite a few valuable skills."

Morrow was well aware of Yang De's ambitions.

Planning and strategy are merely necessary steps to "set sail." The only thing that truly determines the success or failure of the journey to the Dark Continent is always the same key.

That's a person.

Valuable and powerful talent.

Compared to the subordinates Yang De had recruited over the years, each of them must have their own unique strengths.

So Moro wasn't really surprised by this result.

If Yang De had no trump cards up his sleeve and relied solely on his almost arrogant confidence, he would have dared to come alone to assassinate Netero...

Then he wouldn't be comparable to Yang De.

This man, who always presents himself as a towering figure in the public eye, is essentially just using a carefully crafted "persona" to fool the people of Kakin, making countless uninformed people worship him as a hero.

However, it must be admitted that even the Twelve Earthly Branches would be shaken by Yang De's bold and confident facade.

There are very few people who can truly see through his true nature.

Nitero is one, and perhaps King Gargoyle of Kakin also counts.

As a time traveler, Moro naturally understood this even better—

By Yang De's true nature, he is a deep and cunning schemer who has been plotting for decades, even using his own offspring as pawns.

However, it is difficult to say whether his bold and unrestrained personality, which he has displayed for decades, is a mask that can be taken off at any time, or has been internalized as a somewhat contradictory personality trait.

In fact,
This may be the fundamental reason why Yang De was able to transform into a special type later in life.

Moro raised his hand and shot a shooting star into the sky.

After a while.

The chimera, now the size of a blue whale, swooped down from the sky and landed steadily in front of Moro.

Its long neck bent down skillfully, and it affectionately nuzzled its huge bird head against Moro.

Moro gently lifted its chin and asked, "Has anyone been found?"

"Roar."

Chimera shook her head.

Moro patted its beak and gestured for it to return to the air to keep watch.

The chimera immediately spread its wings, which were covered with dark red scales, and took to the air again.

"It seems the relocation distance is quite far."

Moro watched the chimera fly into the sky, muttering to himself.

Since the Chimera awakened its Nen abilities, perhaps out of animalistic instinct, it has naturally used its life energy to enhance its basic senses and bodily functions.

Like those enhancement types who don't develop their abilities but only use Nen to strengthen their limbs and five senses.

This gives the chimera's eyes exceptional vision and depth perception, allowing it to clearly detect movements on the ground even high in the sky.

Since no trace of the Chimera was found nearby, it means that Byand has been moved to a very distant place.

What Moro didn't know was...

Shahua's "Twin Flower Crossing" can teleport the target she is protecting directly to her.

Because it is a special ability focused on mechanism construction, its teleportation distance far exceeds Moro's prediction, and can even cross continents and oceans to reach the territory of the Kingdom of Kakin.

This is equivalent to giving teammates a resurrection item with a teleportation and return-to-base effect, which is an extremely rare trait ability.

With the death of Shahua, Byonde's team has lost this strategic asset, which is undoubtedly a heavy blow to their plan to explore the Dark Continent.

Moro withdrew his gaze from the horizon and turned to walk towards the wooden house by the lake.

Netero and Lin Nie watched him stride closer, their expressions varying.

Lin Nie could not hide her shock; she never expected that Moro could so overwhelmingly force Bi Yangde into such a desperate situation.

Its terrifying destructive power leveled vast swathes of forest.

Under such a monstrous attack, Byangde would probably be nothing but bones.

Netero, however, remained calm, whether he had accepted the fact that his son had perished there, or... had seen a deeper truth.

Meeting the starkly different gazes of Lin Nie and Netero, Moro walked up to them and calmly said, "He escaped."

Upon hearing this, Lin Nie's eyes widened, almost as if he had misheard.

Nitero, however, remained calm, as if he had expected this.

Moro looked at him and asked curiously, "President, you don't seem surprised at all."

"Isn't it the same for you?"

Netero countered with a question.

He knows Yang De too well...

To achieve the goal, you can use any means.

While possessing strong desires, they are also extremely cautious.

The fact that I dared to come alone today suggests that I have a backup plan for a safe retreat.

This is not simply being overly cautious, but rather a natural human trait.

After all, through decades of forbearance, Yang De has been building his ambitions layer by layer like building blocks, and now he is only a few steps away from putting the last few blocks on.

At times like these, people tend to be more cautious, fearing that they might fail at the last minute.

Therefore, Netero was certain that, given Byand's character and style, he would leave himself enough room for error before deciding to take action.

However, judging from Moro's reaction, Netero vaguely realized that Moro also knew about Byand.

Moro nodded at Netero and commented, "He has a rugged and bold face, but he is very cunning."

"Hoo ho."

Netero smiled, which was an admission of Morrow's assessment.

Moro said meaningfully, "There's another equally cunning fellow in the association."

"..."

Netero knew that the person Morrow was referring to was Pariston, and he also had a vague idea of ​​what he was about to say.

Seeing Netero's silence, Moro sighed and said, "Are you just going to let him run wild in the association like this? I don't think Qiduo can handle him. Of the twelve earthly branches, I'm afraid only Jin can go toe-to-toe with him."

“Moro, whichever of them is elected, one of the twelve Earthly Branches will be vacant.”

Netero, however, changed the subject and earnestly suggested, "I think you should consider it."

"President, you should consider your own safety first."

Moro shook his head, understanding that Netero had his own reasons for electing the president.

Perhaps it's because they believe that Kito will eventually defeat Pariston, or perhaps they believe that even if Pariston is elected president, he won't lead the association to a bad future.

But what will the future hold for the association...?

Moro didn't care about this at all.

To be honest, he felt no sense of belonging to the Hunter Association whatsoever.

In particular, there is a group of incompetent old fogies among the top decision-makers who are still holding key powers such as censorship.

Absolutely ridiculous.

Perhaps there's some influence from V5 behind this, but even so, Moro still believes...

The Hunter Association, with its structure like this, is not worth his utmost effort.

This is precisely why he consistently disregarded his achievements and resume during the Chimera Ant extermination campaign.

How could they possibly be interested in the positions of the twelve earthly branches?

"Although I 'don't understand' why BYYANGD is so intent on killing you, if he dies from his injuries this time, it will save us a lot of trouble."

Moro looked at Netero and tentatively said, "But if he survives, he will definitely find another opportunity to attack you in the future."

"Wow, thanks to you today."

Netero nodded slightly, his tone tinged with emotion: "If it weren't for your timely intervention, I would be dead today."

Seeing that Netero was still avoiding the main point, Moro gently shook his head and said no more.

Byron's actions this time are tantamount to making a statement. Previously, he intended to use the biological disaster caused by the chimera ants to arrange a heroic and dignified exit for Netero.

But they failed.

To the point that now they're directly brandishing bayonets.

Perhaps Yangde came alone today because he still holds a sliver of respect for Netero in his heart.

But this time it failed again.

For Yang De, this is certainly a case of "the third time is the limit".

next time,
Even if Netero recovers, Byand will likely bring his entire team and do whatever it takes to end his life.

Moro pretended not to know where Bynd's murderous intent towards Netero came from, but in reality, he wanted to subtly guide Netero to reveal the matter of the constraint.

Then, it would be appropriate to suggest that Netero directly remove the restrictions on Byand, thus fundamentally eliminating this potential threat.

Because he felt that with the strength of the team behind Byron, once they were determined to kill Netero...

Having already experienced the power of this team, Moro didn't think Netero could withstand such ruthless killing intent.

Rather than let Nitero die in this form in the future.

It's better to try your best to avoid this outcome.

Since we can't stop them anyway, there's no need to throw our lives away in vain.

Forget it...

Everyone has their own choices.

Moro also had his own plans.

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying this, Moro ignored Netero and Lin Nie's reactions and decisively mobilized his telekinesis. Kuroko Mai's thoughts immediately appeared above his shoulders, and he used telekinesis strings to lift him into the sky.

Netero looked up and silently watched Moro leave.

Having witnessed this incident today, he has sensed Yang De's determination and understands that things will be difficult to resolve from now on.

Even so, he still will not remove the constraints on Byangde.

This is the stance he must uphold.

For humanity, the Dark Continent is Pandora's Box.

It is a taboo that must never be broken.

But at this moment, Netero was completely unaware that the young figure he was watching walk away was also secretly planning to go to the Dark Continent.

In a sense, from his own perspective, regarding the challenge to the Dark Continent, he would only see BYYAND's existence as a threat.

Little did they know that, in terms of the "threat definition," Morrow is now far more powerful than even Bjørn.

Kim, who is also under Nitero's scrutiny, doesn't need to worry too much.

High in the sky.

Moro flew onto the chimera's back and immediately sat cross-legged.

"Let's go back to Schwadani."

He gently patted the hard scales on the chimera's back, then took out his phone to check the detailed information of some criminals currently on the bounty list.

He originally intended to use his "biomutation" ability to transform into Hisoka's appearance.

But if it's just for easier access to the election venue...

There's no need to make Hisoka take the blame for such a huge problem.

Moro ultimately softened his heart and decided not to mess with Hisoka this time.

"Anyone can sit in that seat, but not you, Pariston."

Facing the biting cold wind, Moro murmured to himself.

As he watched the crimson petals, representing a certain type of ability, vanish into the air amidst the devastation of the forest, he gained a deeper appreciation for the strength of the team behind Yang De.

It was at that very moment...

He conceived the idea of ​​breaking off each of Byrd's "fingers" one by one.

For someone like Byrd, victory on the combat level can only defeat his body, but cannot break his spirit and will.

So the first thing Morrow had to do was kill Pariston, who was participating in the election.

………………

Inside the Hunter Association election venue,
The vast majority of professional hunters were present, with only a few, such as Ging and Hisoka, absent.

However, their absence did not affect the election process or outcome.

"During my three years as vice president under President Netero, I learned a lesson: there are three conditions required to become president."

On the podium, Pariston wore a radiant smile, as if surrounded by invisible starlight.

"First, given the nature of our activities, combat strength is indispensable. Unfortunately, although Qi Duo, who is currently behind me in the votes, has achieved remarkable success in her professional field, she may still be lacking in combat strength."

Pariston delivered his speech with great passion, but his true feelings were quite different.

Is Shahua dead...?

That's terrible.

Her abilities are crucial.

"Secondly, based on the nature of our profession, experience is crucial, and wisdom grows with experience. From a professional perspective, experience also determines qualifications. Fortunately, I have three years of experience as vice president."

Pariston continued to elaborate on the three conditions for becoming president, but at this moment, his mind was more focused on Bjorn's failure than on his campaign speech.

Since direct confrontation is ineffective, we have no choice but to resort to other means.

At that time, the Stone Wall Squad failed to eliminate Moro and Netero in East Godot...

As expected, this left behind some problems.

But it doesn’t matter.

Once you're in the chairman's position, there are plenty of ways to get things done.

A shadowy glint crossed Pariston's eyes.

He wasn't actually very interested in the position of president.

But he must admit that the position offers many advantages, especially when it comes to "doing those disgusting things," where he is truly blessed.

He had already deeply understood this point during his tenure as vice president.

Once he becomes the president, he will have various means to deal with Moro, who is a member of the association.

"Thirdly, it is magnanimity..."

Pariston continued speaking.

But the next moment, the doors to the election venue were pushed open forcefully, slamming against the wall and interrupting Pariston's speech.

Inside the arena, the twelve Zodiacs—Pariston, Keido, Mitchellston, Portobello, and others—standing on the stage as election candidates, along with the professional hunters in their seats, all looked over in response to the sound.

Then they saw a middle-aged man with a fierce face and a butcher-like demeanor, walking through the door with hostile intent, descending the steps towards the podium.

"Who is this person?"

"What does he want to do?"

Everyone looked at the middle-aged man, puzzled.

Facing the swarms of gazes, the middle-aged man suddenly pointed at the podium, his voice rough.

"Parstone, it's time to pay me back the money you owe me, isn't it?"

"???"

Most people were stunned when they heard what the middle-aged man said.

Only Pariston, standing on the podium, had a subtle change in his eyes. Without any basis, he naturally associated the man who looked like a butcher with Moro.

"You are……"

Paris's call was abruptly cut off halfway through.

The middle-aged man he had been looking at was gone.

next moment,
His vision was spinning.

"Eh?"

In his inverted vision, he saw his own headless corpse, and also the middle-aged man standing next to it.

Moro!

At the moment his head was severed, Pariston could identify the man even without any evidence.

How dare you...!
Before the darkness eroded his consciousness, Pariston found it unbelievable.

(End of this chapter)