Creating gods in the Hunter x Hunter world

Fu Long made a joke. For him, this matter didn't sound difficult. However, it was all because you lost a prince.

Before Figo could speak, Markdini stepped forward.

"You're overthinking it if you want more wages. Normally, you can do whatever you want, but now you're on our turf. You'd better think carefully about how you're going to talk."

Markdini's expression was really irritating, giving off a vibe that said, "You've already entered our territory, and your word doesn't count."

Fu Long glanced at Markdini, then at Figo, and said, "Does this idiot's words represent your opinion?"

Figo gave Markdini a disapproving look: "Get down. You have no right to speak here."

“Figo, although you are the commander of the Heavy Armor Knights, don’t forget that I am of royal blood. His Highness the Prince and I are brothers.”

Oh, so this Markdini is also of royal blood. If that's the case, then that's quite interesting.

Fu Long squinted at Markdini; he'd seen plenty of smug guys like him.

“Markdini, is it? Don’t forget, you’re the ones begging me now, not the other way around. So, don’t be too arrogant. You know, I can choose not to help you.”

"You're not going to help? Do you think we have no way to rescue him?" Markdini said with a sneer.

"Oh," Fu Long nodded, stood up, and said, "Fige, it's not that I don't want to help you, but as you can see, you're all so confident, it makes me look like I'm meddling."

After saying that, Fu Long prepared to leave.

"Wait, do you think you can leave now?" Markdini reached out, drew his longsword, and pointed it at Fu Long.

"Markdini, what are you doing?" Billian stood in front of Fu Long, blocking the tip of the longsword.

Markdini was furious. Actually, he had agreed with Figo's idea of ​​finding someone to infiltrate the Hunters' lair. After all, someone had to take risks, and it was better to use an outsider than one of their own.

But the way Billian looked at this man aroused a sense of jealousy in him. You see, when Billian looked at him, he was very indifferent. Why was he so enthusiastic towards someone else?

So Markdini disliked Fu Long, but he never showed it; he was just waiting for this moment.

Once someone is surrounded by their heavily armored knights, no one can escape.

However, to his surprise, even after he drew his sword, Billy stood in front of Fu Long.

Figo also had a gloomy face. Markdini, this is a bit too much of a rip-off. After all, Fu Long was someone he found. Besides, shouldn't their most important task right now be to rescue the prince?

Who are you trying to impress by being jealous and vying for his affections? If we miss the chance to save the prince, and something happens to him then, we're all doomed.

“Markdini, put down your sword and accept your punishment, or I won’t hesitate to take you down first,” Figo said coldly.

"Defeat me?" Markdini laughed heartily, and with a wave of his hand, five or six heavily armored knights stood directly behind Markdini, drawing their swords and pointing them at them.

Figo's eyes narrowed; these people had clearly sided with Markdini.

However, a few others stood behind Figo and his group, raising their longswords to fight back.

Everyone was constantly activating their mental power, and a great battle seemed imminent.

Fu Long glanced around and suddenly realized something was wrong; the nine-headed skull appeared instantly.

Clang! Two longswords struck the nine-headed skull, but were deflected. Figo wasn't so lucky; he was originally targeting Markdini, but two longswords pierced through his body from behind.

“You…” Figo spat out a mouthful of blood, turning around in surprise to look at the person behind him, Phelps, his confidant. He never expected that it would be him who betrayed him.

"Commander Figg, I'm sorry, but I also want to strive for a future. Rather than becoming a knight commander, I hope to become a founding lord."

Figo gasped, partly from the pain, but also realizing something: the prince's capture was probably part of a conspiracy.

"Haha, Figo, now you understand, right? My original plan was to wait until you actually rescued my brother before I made my move. I would then kill him and you together, and then I could shift the blame to you when we got back. But the people you brought really annoyed me."

Markdini glared fiercely at Fu Long and Billy in front of Fu Long.

Although the two sword strikes hadn't killed Fu Long, Markdini wasn't worried; in his opinion, Fu Long was doomed.

“Brian, I’ll give you a chance. Come back to me now, and I will make you a queen. But if you refuse, you should know the consequences.”

Billy was so angry that his body trembled.

With a thud, the longsword was pulled from Figo's body, and Figo fell to the ground. Although he was not dead for the time being, it was clear that he would not be able to hold on for much longer.

Markdini slowly stepped forward, not even glancing at Fu Long. In his mind, Fu Long should be terrified.

When he approached Billian, Markdini was on guard while reaching out to touch Billian's face. If he could touch Billian's face, it would be a victory for him.

But just as his fingers were about to touch Billian, Fu Long moved.

For Fu Long, the internal conflicts between Figo and Markdini were none of his concern, but this guy's provocation was something he absolutely could not let go.

Ignore me? Then I'll show you what kind of person you really are.

Of course, Fu Long had already analyzed his own strengths and weaknesses. This battle was worth fighting; otherwise, the White Dragon Horse would have already escaped.

Fu Long reached out and unleashed the Poisonous Stinger.

Markdini had come up with countless ideas, but he never imagined that Fu Long would have the ability to release energy.

Moreover, the distance was too close. Even if he wanted to be on guard, he couldn't. The poisonous thorn struck his face directly, and for a moment, Markdini felt pain from head to toe.

"Ouch! That hurts! What are you doing? Quick, kill him!"

Despite the pain, Markdini roared.

The heavily armored knights pressed forward, their longswords aimed at Fu Long and Billy.

Fu Long's lips curled up. "Isn't this what you want? Appear, Tang Sanzang."

Behind Fu Long, a bald monk appeared, riding a white horse, wearing a kasaya, with a begging bowl in his left hand and a tin staff in his right.

The heavily armored knights who charged forward instantly turned red-eyed. How could this monk be so handsome? He must have seduced his wife. Yes, that must be it.

He's so angry about having his wife stolen; he should be killed.

All the heavily armored warriors swung their longswords and thrust them towards the phantom, changing their target.

Chapter 137 The Power of Tang Sanzang

Fu Long also gasped, feeling that his mental energy had been depleted by 70% in that instant. To be honest, such a depletion of mental energy could easily cause problems.

I'll try to use it less in the future.

But soon, he could only exclaim, "It smells so good!"

Because the longswords in the heavy armored knights' hands were all pierced into the brocade kasaya, the spiritual power on them was automatically absorbed by the kasaya and replenished Fu Long's spiritual power.

Indeed, the feeling of fullness is truly wonderful. With his mental energy replenished, Tang Sanzang's phantom raised his hand, lifting the golden alms bowl. Instantly, all the weapons of the heavily armored knights flew towards the golden alms bowl.

Begging for alms is a bit over the top. Being able to collect weapons is already quite good, but could you be a little smarter?

I don't care about men's underwear, but can women's underwear also be used as weapons? After all, it contains a deadly weapon. What's wrong with absorbing it?

"what!"

"rogue."

The heavily armored knights are not just male knights, but also female knights. The heavy armor on the outside, as well as the soft armor worn underneath for protection, are all considered weapons.

Since armor is a weapon, the purple-gold alms bowl was eventually reduced to just underwear.

The key point is that, apart from Fu Long, this operation is indiscriminate, and the same goes for Billy in front of Fu Long. He is white, which is fine.

Fu Long's eyes widened; this sight was somewhat stimulating for Fu Long, who had been single for two lifetimes.

Seriously, does Tang Sanzang's golden alms bowl really have such power? You even want to transform other people's clothes?

The nine-ringed staff also emitted light, and Figo stood up directly on the ground. The two sword holes that had pierced through his body had healed. It worked really well.

Right, we need to attack. Fu Long decided to let them all experience what the Tightening Spell is like.

Without their heavy armor and longswords, the heavily armored knights were now just punching bags. Fu Long rushed forward and landed all the punches in a few seconds. However, Fu Long didn't use his full strength, as he was about to test another of Tang Sanzang's abilities.

The tight headband was activated, and everyone fell to the ground screaming in agony.

I'm sorry, Comrade Figo. I was in such a good mood that I accidentally punched you in the eye. I really didn't mean to.

Fu Long apologized in his heart and forgave himself.

"Give me back my soft armor right now." Billy said, one hand across his chest and the other down, in a good position.

Fu Long had no choice but to control Tang Sanzang and first release the soft armor from the alms bowl.

Billian immediately grabbed his soft armor and held it up in front of him, his face flushed. He rolled his eyes at Fu Long and ran towards one of the small holes.

That must be where they rested; it was probably the female knight's dormitory.

Fu Long ignored that and looked at the crowd in front of him. They were all lying on the ground, clutching their heads, screaming in agony.

Tang Sanzang's headband was indeed effective.

Fu Long took out his nine-toothed rake and charged straight at them.

Just kidding, if I gave you ten or so people the chance, you'd be in big trouble.

All the others were eliminated, leaving only Figo and Mark Deini.

After the two men were tied to the wall with spider webs, Fu Long finally released the illusory image of Tang Sanzang behind him.

Then, a sense of emptiness washed over me, as if my body had been hollowed out.

The consumption of Nen energy is still very high. If it weren't for the Nen energy replenishment from the opponent's attack, I probably wouldn't be able to use the subsequent moves.

Therefore, it's best not to use Tang Sanzang's abilities unless it's absolutely necessary.

Let's treat this as an experiment.

It took Fu Long a while to feel better.

“Captain Figo, I didn’t mean to harm you. It was all Markdini’s idea.” Billy’s timid voice came from behind.

Fu Long glanced back and saw that the girl in soft armor was also very pretty.

Her upper body was covered in a white, blazer-style soft armor, while her lower body was surprisingly covered in tight pants. Bian even added a little skirt on top, which actually made her even more eye-catching.

Fu Long coughed twice. Goodness, this is too eye-catching. I need to calm down.

If you have no woman in your heart, your willpower will naturally be divine. To become a superior person, you must first sever women. On the long road to heaven, women are poison.

Damn, are your poisons really that attractive?

Fu Long shook his head, and finally gave himself a stab to stop the thought.

I gasped. It hurt when the poisonous sting hit me, but thankfully I had an antidote in my body. The pain only lasted for two or three seconds before it was over.