Creating gods in the Hunter x Hunter world

Chapter 213 Three Little Ants

A strange phenomenon occurred on the field: a powerful hunter was reaping the lives of the ants in front of him, while behind him, the girl following him seemed to be painting.

Regardless, these ants must have realized the strength of the powerful. After the honey badger was killed, the remaining ant-men were far from being strong enough.

However, the ants' ferocity was also evident here; they roared and charged at Fu Long.

He did not back down, nor did he feel fear, until the last Ant-Man died in battle.

Well, the main reason is that Fu Long held back. If he had used his full Nen, those Ant-Men wouldn't have thought that way.

All of the dozen or so Ant-Men were wiped out. Fu Long stood in the center of the battlefield, but shook his head. These guys weren't strong.

Compared to the powerful Ant-Man at the center, they are far inferior.

"Very strong. With your strength, you could practically penetrate deep into the ants' territory, right?"

"Who said that?" Fu Long shook his head. "They even attacked from the inside. The three personal guards are talking nonsense. Those three guys are definitely stronger than me."

If we fight those three, we'll have no choice but to run away.

It's worth noting that two of the three royal guards were poisoned to death. Only Neferpitou was eventually killed by Gon, and that was only because Gon used his unusable powers. Future Gon is no pushover either.

Therefore, Fu Long would absolutely not agree to be allowed to enter the central area.

Little Fatty Bieber was happy to have such a powerful opponent by his side. He looked at Marcy on the other side, his meaning clear: stop following us, your strength is no match for mine.

Marshi's eyes lit up. It seemed that Wenji was Fu Long's disciple. If he could win Wenji over, he might be able to avoid some detours. So he followed behind her.

Fu Long ignored him, simply found a place to rest for a while, and continued on his way.

This time, Bieber followed behind Fu Long, occasionally turning back to annoy Marcy, perfectly demonstrating the animosity between the two.

Fu Long, however, frowned, deep in thought.

That was Palistane. This guy believed me after only saying a few words to me, which was obviously unrealistic. He must have some kind of scheme, and I must be caught in that scheme.

Damn it, I can't guess what he's thinking at all. That guy is indeed a master. No wonder he can even compete with Chairman Netero.

That said, there's always a feeling of being watched in this jungle, but even using the circle, I can't find the person watching me, which is really a headache.

Could it be that lizard man? If he's here, we're in big trouble.

Probably not. He'll eventually leave with Xiao Jie and the others, and he'll probably already be with them by now, so he definitely won't be here.

But whose surveillance is it?

Following Behrs to find a direction, the group ran at top speed, trying to reach their destination as quickly as possible. Passing through here would allow them to eliminate a batch of insects.

Soon, three unusual creatures appeared in front of them again, blocking their way.

The leader looked like a praying mantis, but it had four arms: two resembling human hands and the other two resembling large knives.

The other two ants were quite different. One flew in the air, all black, like a ghost of the night. The other was clearly an elephant's head, with a curling trunk, exuding power and a large size.

Three ants stood there. Fu Long scratched his head. These three were interesting. He turned to look at Wen Ji and said, "I'll give you one. Choose one and see which one you can beat."

Wenji nodded and pointed to the mantis. In comparison, the elephant looked huge and its strength should be considerable. Moreover, it was obviously thick-skinned and difficult to break through.

The other crow was flying in the air, indicating that the battle was mainly aerial combat. Without sufficient strength, it would be difficult to hit the opponent, so dealing with the mantis became the only option.

"Then go and give it a try. Remember, your first priority is to protect yourself. Don't get so blinded by rage that you think about taking the enemy down with you."

Wenji nodded and walked forward, while Fu Long looked at the other group of guys and said, "I say, you've watched the show long enough, so you can have that big one now."

Marcy was accompanied by two Nen users; it was unclear whether they were Hunters. Both of them were intently staring at the elephant, clearly unsure if they could defeat it.

But Fu Long was alone, and the other party had already taken on two enemies. If they couldn't even defeat one, that would be a bit unreasonable. So the two looked at each other, nodded, and walked forward.

Fu Long then looked up at the crows flying overhead.

This guy is really big. When his wings are outstretched, they are about three or four meters long. And most importantly, his beak is very sharp, which is obviously his most powerful weapon.

The long mouth was still stained with blood, indicating that it must have just eaten something.

Another thing is that the black fur on this guy's body naturally forms a black coat, and he is holding a wine glass in one hand, making himself look like he is tasting red wine.

However, the fishy smell emanating from the wine glass proved that it was blood, human blood.

Fu Long just snorted coldly, thinking that this guy really deserved to die.

The three groups ran off in different directions. Fu Long looked at the crows flying in mid-air and said, "Want to come down and talk?"

"Don't underestimate me. With your strength, I'd be dead if I went down there. But then again, as long as I'm in the sky, I have the advantage, so you're doomed."

"So confident?"

The crow chuckled and then cried out into the darkness, "My most faithful servants, the rest is up to you."

Fu Long raised an eyebrow, only to see countless figures appear in the darkness before him.

They were dead people, no, they were rotting corpses. In some places, you could even see the bones on their bodies.

However, even these corpses were being manipulated by crows. They stared at Fu Long with their white eyes.

Although the movement was slow, it was clear that the opponent was not using their full strength.

"Oh, it seems these are all people you killed?"

“That’s right. As long as I drink their blood and eat their flesh, I can control them, and you will be the same. You will become one of them. And…”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the crowd erupted in chaos as a figure charged forward, imbued with psychic power.

Fu Long's eyes widened suddenly. Among the people being manipulated by this crow, there was one with Nen ability.

Chapter 214 The Poisonous Thorn of Pipa Cave

With a bang, the nine-headed skull beside Fu Long appeared, blocking the opponent's attack. However, the man's psychic power wrapped around him like a rope.

捆！

Fu Long narrowed his eyes. A transformation-type ability user, but his skill level is a bit lacking. Using telekinesis to create ropes to bind people? The problem is that your ropes are a bit too thick, not to mention the transformation is too slow.

When it comes to rope bondage, learn from Machi; the effect is completely different. This shows that the person whose abilities are being controlled is relatively weak.

Fu Long shook his head, quickly retreated, and at the same time threw a poisoned dart at the horse.

However, the controlled Nen user only trembled once and then made no further movements.

Corpses do indeed feel no pain. Fu Long smiled slightly; it was just an experiment.

Then, the Nine-Toothed Rake appeared in his hand, and the Wind-Fire Wheel accelerated.

He appeared in front of the opponent in a flash.

It was moving so fast that even the crows overhead probably didn't have time to react.

*Poof!* The telekinetic user's head was severed and flew far away.

Fu Long, however, did not let his guard down and retreated again.

The opponent's Nen did not disappear; on the contrary, it became even stronger after its head was severed.

Once controlled, you've already lost your human form, so even if your head is cut off, you won't die, right?

Fu Long looked up at the crows above.

"Hehehe, your strength is not bad, but once you are surrounded by me, you definitely won't be able to escape. My black puppets are immortal and indestructible. Unless you turn them into mincemeat, they will keep rushing forward. Even if they squeeze you with their bodies, they can still make you have nowhere to escape."

The crow's voice was sharp, and it seemed that he had found the best way to use his telekinetic powers.

It doesn't take action itself, relying entirely on the puppets it controls to do the work; that's the most insidious part.

Fu Long glanced at the people who had gathered around him and raised an eyebrow.

Looking further into the distance, Wenji had already led the mantis far away, but the trees there had been damaged in their battle, so they could still be seen through the gaps in the trees.

Bieber and Marcy were helping out there. Were those two young men really going to take him on as their apprentice?

The two people on the other side were not doing so well fighting the elephant-ant. They were being overwhelmed and beaten. Although the opponent was very tall, it was an emission type, and the psychic bullets that kept shooting out of its nose made the two of them look very bad.

The problem is that the nose can also change, appearing anywhere around the two people's bodies from time to time, making it difficult for them to dodge.

Fu Long breathed a sigh of relief. No one was paying attention to him, and the feeling of being watched had disappeared.

"Can I ask you something? You were the one spying on us before, weren't you? Using the corpses, since they're dead, that's why I couldn't sense them."

Fu Long also realized where the feeling of being monitored came from.

The dead do indeed go unnoticed, and more importantly, these rotting corpses do not emit any aura, as if controlled by crows, a kind of bloodline control.

The crow laughed: "That's right, it's me. You humans don't care about dead guys, so you use them to monitor. Even if you sense it, you won't pay attention."

Fu Long nodded. Humans don't really care much about corpses after death; at least they don't think a dead person would monitor them.

So in this respect, the crow did a very good job.

"Speaking of which, are you so sure you'll win?"

"Of course, because humans can't fly. As long as I'm in the air, I can dodge all attacks. Using these rotting corpses to torture you is the best way, haha."

Fu Long shook his head. Too naive. Just because they're flying in the air, does that mean they're immune to problems? They're underestimating the situation.

The rotting corpses all around had begun to rush over, led by the psychic who had used his psychic powers to create ropes. Behind him were ordinary rotting corpses, each with its mouth wide open, as if they wanted to bite a piece of flesh off Fu Long.

Fu Long narrowed his eyes slightly. Since there was no one else around, things would be easier.

Come on, this time the best setting is actually an enclosed space.

Poisonous Enemy Mountain, Pipa Cave.

The crow was stunned for a moment, and immediately sensed something was wrong; he was being enveloped by telekinesis.

The hole isn't very high; even if he were flying very close to the top, it would only be about seven or eight meters high.

This height is within easy reach of a hunter.

Moreover, it is almost impossible to fly and dodge quickly inside the cave.

The mountaintop is uneven, with some places reaching ten meters high and others only four or five meters high.

If you're not careful and bump into that spot, you'll probably get a head full of bumps.

But none of his own rotting corpses were to be found; they hadn't appeared here at all.