Creating gods in the Hunter x Hunter world

Because the location of the blood droplet is different, the location where the medication blocks the flow is also different.

Once the medicine entered these people's bodies, it blocked the drop of Anmaz blood.

Without the cursed power of this blood, everyone felt a new dark aura entering their bodies.

It feels really good, that's what those people think.

Before long, the thirty-odd alien races had fully adapted to the dark power that had just entered their bodies.

The members of the Soul-Eating Bird clan transformed into bird-headed, human-bodied beings, with wings sprouting from their backs.

Their greatest fighting power lies in their wings. With a single flap, wind and clouds surge, and because they are close to the lightning zone, they can also absorb some lightning power to use.

Although it wasn't much, it was still the power of lightning, and those who were hit by it probably wouldn't feel good.

As for the wandering tribe, their bodies began to turn golden.

The Wandering Clan, originating from Sky City, may not be able to fly, but their physical strength is second to none.

They used all the dark energy they absorbed to forge their physical bodies.

It can be described as having the feel of a large tank. More importantly, this power can be continuously stacked. As long as the dark aura is sufficient and their bodies can withstand it, they will continuously stack armor.

These wandering creatures before us have all lived for hundreds of years, so their combined power is quite substantial.

Only the two members of the withered tree clan, after their bodies surged with black energy, became primarily composed of death energy.

"Haha, finally..."

Bah!

Before the members of the Drywood Clan could even rejoice, they were smashed to pieces by a punch from the Wandering Clan next to them.

Such immense power! And after that punch, those two members of the Drywood Clan couldn't possibly revive using death energy.

Because the death energy has been dispersed, and this isn't a deadwood forest, there's no death energy to be found here.

Those two members of the withered tree clan are really unlucky; who told you to speak first?

Fu Long and his group had already stepped aside, watching the two major races celebrating wildly, but in the end they shook their heads.

The moment things recovered, their true colors were revealed; there was no time to wait.

"Everyone's recovered, right? Shall we get ready to leave?"

Shi Hu was also uncomfortable. The Kumu clan was at odds with Shi Hu's clan, but in this underground place, they were all prisoners. Over the years, they had developed some feelings for each other.

That would mean they would be wiped out by other races, which is not good.

But Shi Hu didn't say much in the end, only reminding the other races that important matters were more important.

“No rush.” As soon as Shi Hu finished speaking, the two strongest members of the other two races stepped forward.

That guy from the Wandering Clan had over a dozen layers of metal armor on his body, making him incredibly well-protected.

Another member of the Soul-Devouring Bird Clan had eight wings growing from its back. It should be noted that the strongest Soul-Devouring Bird was said to have twelve wings, but there was only one such powerful individual.

There are only two with ten wings, so eight wings is already quite powerful.

These were the leaders of the two major races. They stepped forward, looked at Fu Long and his group, and chuckled.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to leave?" Jin asked in ancient language.

"That's natural. There's a secret here, right? The fact that we can live longer here means there must be something here that can make people live longer. Where is it?"

"Where is what?" Jin looked at the Wandering Clan member who was pressing him for answers, activating his Nen to prepare for any possible attacks.

"Don't play dumb. You defeated the Anmaz clan, so you must have collected those longevity items. Hand them over."

“Those are our spoils of war.”

The leader of the wandering tribe gave a cold laugh: "They're ours now."

Chapter 529 Let's Fight!

Fu Long also stood in front, looking at the leader of the Wandering Clan opposite him.

"You've only just regained your abilities and you're already turning on us? That's a bit too fast, isn't it?"

"So what?" The wandering leader didn't take the matter to heart at all, instead staring intently at Fu Long.

“We are the masters of this land, so you must obey us and hand it over.”

"There really isn't any." Fu Long chuckled and said, "There were indeed things that allowed people to live long, but we've already eaten them all, so now there's nothing left."

"What?!" The leader of the Wandering Clan was also furious.

Looking at Fu Long in front of him, he was furious. "You've eaten."

"No, there can't be only a little bit of longevity-enhancing stuff here. You should have more."

The leader of the Soul-Eating Birds also joined in.

"Oh, there were indeed some left over, but to prevent others from taking them, we destroyed all the extras. What we ate is what we ate, and what we destroyed is not included."

"You destroyed everything else, you deserve to die!" This time, even the members of the Soul-Eating Bird clan were unhappy.

These people are hoarding their food; the question is, what are they going to do now?

Jin then stepped forward and said, "You should understand that we defeated those Anmaz tribes, and we also lifted the curse on you and rescued you. So those things belong to us. What's the problem with that?"

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any problem.

But for the current Wandering Bird and Soul-Eating Bird races, the problem is much bigger.

They want to live a long life; that's their goal. Besides, they've now regained their strength, so they no longer need Fu Long and the others.

"Damn it, it seems we have no choice but to eat you. Since you've eaten those things, eating you will surely grant us some power." The Wandering Clan had finally found a solution.

This method pleased the Soul-Eating Bird clan quite a bit; it was a good method.

"Wait a minute, what are you doing? Don't forget, they're the ones who saved us. They're the ones who saved us from leaving here. If it weren't for them, we would be trapped here and have to work for those Anmaz people, wouldn't we?"

Shi Hu stopped them.

This time, however, the normally friendly Wandering Clan and Soul-Eating Bird Clan completely ignored him and instead pushed him aside.

"Don't lecture us here. Get out of the way. This is between us and them. Don't interfere. Besides, if you weren't still useful, I could have killed you too."

The people of the Wandering Clan looked at Shi Hu as if he were just a tool, and the joy they had shown before was gone.

Fu Long shook his head. These people turned on him too quickly. But it didn't matter. From the beginning, he never intended to let them go.

The same applies now. This way, Shi Hu can also see clearly what these races are like.

From the very beginning, they never intended to let Fu Long and his group go.

The atmosphere in the cave suddenly became heavy.

Shi Hu sighed and looked at Fu Long, saying, "It seems that what you thought was true, so..."

"So we killed them, and you won't stop us anymore, right?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Hu nodded. He now understood that if he continued to obstruct the process, he would only get himself involved as well.

Fu Long glanced at the two races opposite him, gave a cold smile, and said, "Gentlemen, do you really think your power has been restored?"

These words stunned the Wandering Clan and the Soul-Devouring Bird Clan on the other side for a moment.

They then mobilized their strength, and thankfully, nothing went wrong. Why didn't they recover? They've recovered quite well, haven't they?

Of course, this is just a feeling they have; there isn't much dark energy here, so this is all they can use for now.

They believed they could become even stronger if they left the cave.

"Sweet words won't save you, you must die, charge!"

As soon as the leader of the Wandering Clan shouted, everyone rushed forward.

More than thirty people surrounded Fu Long and his dozen or so, and they were from some of the most powerful races on the Dark Continent. There was no way they could win.

However, just as the Wandering Clan was about to reach Fu Long and his group, Fu Long and the others quickly retreated a few steps. Behind them, Leorio's right hand reached forward, aiming at them.

"Just as we thought, in that case, I'll make my move. Interception failed."

As Leorio unleashed his psychic power, those creatures that had been swimming and charging towards him from the Soul Eater Clan were forced to retreat rapidly.

They sensed the psychic threads Leorio was emitting; if they were to touch them, something bad might happen.

It was just a feeling, but it was this feeling that made them think they were in trouble, so they had no choice but to run away first.

There will always be someone who can't avoid it.

With over thirty people in the cave, it was impossible to dodge every attack, so within a short time, some of them were hit.

As he was affected, the curse that had disappeared from his body reappeared.

"Do not."

The dark aura emanating from his body was released once more and disappeared into the entire cave.

Now, all the races panicked, realizing that Leorio's ability to remove the curse from them could be taken back.

You didn't say anything, and if you had, who would dare to jump out and criticize us now?

What terrified them even more was that the clansman who had just been sealed away was now even weaker.

In other words, the curse actually grew stronger after being blocked once. If it were to be cast again, they would have absolutely no chance of resisting.

"No, you can't do this to us!" shouted the leader of the Soul-Eating Birds.

"We can't treat you like this. You're really hypocritical. How did you ever think you could devour us? So, don't be too smug. Often, when you're at your most triumphant, you're the one who gets plotted against."

As he spoke, Fu Long flashed and appeared next to a member of the Wandering Clan, then threw a punch at him.

The wandering tribesman also dodged quickly, but as soon as he moved, the psychic threads behind him struck him.

"No."

It was too late. A surge of psychic power absorbed the blocking psychic power, and then Anmazu's seal reappeared.

A dark aura was released from the body of this wandering race member.

Another one.

Jin and his group then sprang into action.