From Hunter x Hunter to Supreme Will

The old man screamed, his voice trembling.

"Wait! Wait..."

"I promise you! I agree to your terms!"

However, Long’s current state was extremely abnormal. He couldn’t understand or hear what he was shouting.

Just out of some conscious instinct, he looked at the frightened old man, grinned... and gave him a smile.

Like a kid who got a lollipop.

A very innocent smile...

Blur's body, including the space around it, was still dropping pixel blocks of varying sizes...

But to Ike, this smile was...full of despair.

There are guests at home these two days, so it’s difficult to update. There are a bunch of naughty kids, chirping~

I'm hurt~

Chapter 86 Miracle

Among the dozens of heroes created by Long, many characters' passive skills and active skills have the effect of increasing attributes.

In terms of health, there are dog-headed crocodiles; in terms of defense and attack, there are weapons and trolls; in terms of speed, there are swordsmen, werewolves, etc., which also include bloodsucking and stealth... At this time, he can use all the heroic skills he created.

As well as, all runes, and summoner spells.

The number of equipment I wore also increased from two at the beginning to six...

The reason was simple: the game world he had spent several years creating had collapsed.

The enormous amount of mental power and game rules he had accumulated over the past few years... were abused by him without restraint in the limited time that passed.

He broke the limits of his Nen ability... because his Nen responded to him.

All along, although Long has been intentionally strengthening his will and allowing his thoughts to change in an "idealistic" way, thereby achieving a "quality" transformation... he has never achieved significant success. The reason is very simple. He has never truly believed in himself or his "thoughts."

He feels that 'mind' is just a tool...

The collapse of the gaming world put his brain into a state of chaos.

There was no analysis, no calculation... The game world was in chaos, as if the data flow had turned into garbled code, completely out of control.

The last words Ike said before he passed out were, "I can be resurrected? Can you?"

Let a pure thought arise in Long's heart.

He can be resurrected!

He can be resurrected!

He wants to be resurrected!

In order to achieve his goal, he must break through limitations and his thoughts must be sublimated... His game world is created with his own thoughts.

Thoughts are the foundation and basis of everything.

His thoughts gave the answer.

The price is... the collapse of the game world and the server crash.

Right now, Ik is completely unable to move... because the cooldown of Long's skills is too fast, and the runes and equipment related to skill haste... plus his different control skills, allow him to seamlessly connect the skills that have finished cooling down and release them over and over again.

The shadow of a werewolf sprang up from Obscure's body, let out a long howl, and threw himself in front of Ike, waving a pair of sharp claws, slashing wildly at the target's flesh like two blades.

The mental power that Ike had gathered to defend himself was being consumed, cutting...

Warwick, the angry beast of Zaun, has an R skill called Endless Binding... which has a suppression effect, and an E skill called Ancestral Howl, which will also frighten the target.

Compared to Hisoka who was like a mad dog just now, Oboro at this moment looked more like a real madman, a devil crawling out of hell!

As the number of attacks gradually increased, the old man's own telekinesis was also constantly offsetting...

Crocodile's W skill, Ruthless Hunting, will trigger a stun.

The Weapon's E skill, Ikko's W skill... Just like that, when each ability manifested by telekinesis acts on Ik, the old man is always controlled and the time he spends with death is gradually shortened.

The expression on Long's face was like that of a child enjoying a delicious lollipop...he was grinning the whole time.

His smile formed a sharp contrast with the paleness on Ike's face.

After a long time... the old man's powerful mental power finally dissipated, leaving only a fragile body.

"Hahaha…"

Monosyllabic laughs emanated from the hazy throat, full of a dull and stiff feeling.

Facing the dilated pupils of the Bozwa chief... he jumped directly onto his body, his hands like drills and knives, chiseling from top to bottom again and again!

This kind of picture exudes an evil aura that makes people's scalp tingle...

Long's mouth opened and closed, smiling silently...

The old man's torso was gradually torn and pierced, and gushing blood was scattered all around.

Long's attack never stopped.

He had a great time...

Ike's hands and feet were shaking and twitching... and soon became limp.

He was resurrected...

Used the last chance of sacrifice.

At the moment of resurrection, the ceremony was over.

After he recovered his normal strength, he had no means to resist this evil spirit who treated him like a 'plaything' and destroyed him at will.

Being tortured alive...

First the head, then the upper body... until the old man was completely torn to pieces and his flesh and blood were dismembered, Long let him go.

He stared blankly at the dead old man, as if wondering... why the other party didn't move?

Why don't you play with me?

Isn't it still recoverable?

He waited for a while, as if waiting for the old man who had turned into rotten meat to stand up again...

There was a hint of disappointment in his bloodshot eyes.

After a long time, he finally staggered in front of Hisoka...

He tilted his head towards the unconscious human lying on the ground.

Then, he bent down, picked up Hisoka's feet off the ground... and slowly opened his mouth.

He bit Hisoka's shoulder with force, and a stream of thick blood splashed out...

Just as he was about to continue eating, the mental power enveloping him suddenly disappeared like drifting clouds and smoke.

Blurred eyes recovered, all white was visible, without any black spots in the pupils...

The swollen muscles also showed obvious signs of atrophy, and he fell to the ground together with Hisoka.

……

Hunters Association.

President's office.

Beep beep beep…

Netero stood by the window with his hands behind his back, and his cell phone kept ringing on the table behind him.

After a while, the call was finally answered.

"Hey, President..."

"Where are we?" Netero turned around and asked.

"We have entered Dongguotu and are heading towards the Sawtooth Mountains. We will arrive in half a day." The voice on the other end of the phone was Bisgi.

Netero is unsure if Oboro can handle the ritual and the Bozwas.

This was a test for him.

Although he didn't say it directly, after the last phone conversation with Long, Bisiji was still a little worried, so he found two other people in the association to go for support.

Mo Laowu and a one-star beast hunter named Baze.

This matter...Long doesn't know.

Before entering the Sawtooth Mountains... it would be the best to meet Oboro.

This means that Oboro has not yet faced off against the "ritual" head-on. The addition of these three people will also provide strong support to Oboro's temporary team.

But...it is also possible that what the three of them finally found was Long's body.

Biscuit had already met Pingsen and the other two, and learned that Oboro only brought three Nen users to the Bozwa tribe's base.

Without thinking, Bisiji could guess...the so-called three Nen users must be very weak and have no experience at all.

Long is too crazy!

She always thought that Long was a very smart person.

Since he had determined that it was some kind of ritual, he could just wait until the ritual was over before taking action. His mission was to obtain the ritual artifact anyway. As for the life and death of King Donggoto and the Bozwa tribe, it was not part of the mission.

Even though this will take a long time, it can ensure safety.

Obviously, Long didn't want to wait... and he also felt that he could handle the "ritual" and at worst he could get away with it.

Or maybe they are responding to the old man's "standing aside" and giving their attitude...

In short, Biscuit thinks Long's method is very bad.

She decided to teach this little bastard a lesson when she saw Long.

She understood some of Long's personality... She thought that Long was rebellious at heart, and joining the association now was just like going to the Sky Arena in the past.