novelraw Chapter 311 312 : Great Miracles from Great Strength X Susanoo Appears!
Chapter 311 312 : Great Miracles from Great Strength X Susanoo Appears!
There is a difference between [Mortal] and [Nen].
There is also a difference between [Nen] and [God].
How can beings of entirely different dimensions be compared?
That would be a blasphemy against [God], and an insult to the true pillar and foundation of the Zoldyck family...
Roy deeply agreed. He recalled that in the original story, his grandfather Zeno had evaluated Maha's strength, saying, "Netero is the only person who fought Maha and lived to tell the tale."
While feeling proud, a deep sense of sorrow uncontrollably welled up in his heart...
A single victory is built upon the bones of thousands. He could not forget the densely packed graves stretching to the horizon in Maha's dream, nor could he forget the men, women, and children, the parents and descendants, standing amidst the ruined royal court in the [Mental World]...
*'Therefore, those who pursue individualism will never understand the greatness and sacrifice of collectivism...'*
Roy murmured in his heart. Suddenly, his aura changed!
A figure faintly appeared behind him. The figure sometimes dressed as a child, sometimes as a merchant, sometimes as a geisha, and sometimes as the Demon King who ruled over all demons, commanding the night—a nightmare whose mere name could stop a child's crying... As Roy suddenly looked up and glared at Silva, he activated his Blood Demon Art—[Tube Whip]!
"Crack... Swish! Swish! Swish!"
Hideous bones roared as they pierced out from various parts of Roy's body...
The moment they appeared, they transformed into hundreds of [Tube Swords], thrusting toward Silva and catching him off guard!
It immediately caught Silva completely by surprise!
"What is this thing?!"
"Could it be another application of Nen?"
A kilometer away on a large tree, Kurajing held binoculars, watching in shock as Roy instantly turned into a hedgehog, with every spike acting as a sharp sword stabbing toward Silva! Her eyes widened suddenly as she asked Tsubone.
The old butler's two pink pigtails hung down her back. Her wrinkled old face visibly changed as she slowly shook her head. "I don't know either."
Tsubone stared intently at the battlefield. Seeing the [Nen Shroud] attached to Silva's body being punctured with hundreds of holes—"Crack, crack, crack..."—he was forced to retreat explosively, withdrawing the [Ko] that was clamping down on [Yukibashiri] and [Solar Eclipse]. What was certain was... this was not the Four Major Principles, nor was it any advanced Nen application like [Ken], [Ko], [En], or [Ryu]. Instead, it seemed more like...
Yet another Nen ability that the young master had never displayed before!
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
The [Tube Swords] acted like whips. Using Roy's expanded [En] to track Silva's position, they chased and stabbed at him as if equipped with a targeting system.
A hundred flying swords, a hundred streaks of light, enveloped in Roy's Nen, whistled through the forest. They transformed into a mighty torrent of swords, relentlessly pursuing Silva...
At one point, they brushed past the large tree Netero was standing on. In an instant, the tree was sliced open from its roots and collapsed with a loud crash!
"Chairman!" Beanman cried out in alarm. He suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet vanish as he plummeted rapidly toward the ground.
Fortunately, Netero acted in time, scooping him up by the back of his collar. With a flying leap, he landed next to Zeno, saving Beanman from being smashed into a meat patty.
"Zeno, this doesn't look like [Conjuration]..." Netero's eyes followed the tube swords, sparing a glance at Zeno out of the corner of his eye. Transforming his body into a hundred swords should clearly be [Transmutation]...
But for that child...
"It's not the first time you've seen him use [Cross-type] abilities," Zeno's white hair fluttered. Suppressing his surprise, he feigned calmness as he watched Roy relentlessly pursue Silva with the bone swords, speaking lightly.
Netero gave a noncommittal hum. He recalled when the boy was taking the Hunter Exam in the Numere Wetlands, mimicking the Man-faced Apes to perform [Deception], which was also [Transmutation]. He sighed with emotion, "Those who walk that path certainly have many tricks, but..."
"This level alone is not enough to cause any real damage to Silva."
Skill lies in refinement, not quantity... Netero's gaze was truly seasoned. With just one look, he noticed that while Roy's [Tube Swords] were sharp and their numbers terrifying, their fluidity and responsiveness were far inferior to his mastery over [Yukibashiri] and [Solar Eclipse]. It could only be said that... this was merely a minor trick he used to force Silva back temporarily...
"Swish! Swish! Swish!" A hundred swords flew wildly, skimming across the lake's surface and plowing up trails of water waves...
Silva used [Dark Step], dodging and weaving like a phantom. From his initial unpreparedness and being caught off guard, he had now quickly calmed down, testing the limits of the [Tube Swords]. At a certain moment, his footsteps paused. He turned and flicked his hand.
A Nen bullet the size of a human head shot explosively toward the [Tube Swords].
Judging by its power, it was absolutely not inferior to Razor, who was renowned as a top-tier master of [Emission]!
"Boom!" The Nen bullet collided with the torrent of tube swords, detonating instantly!
A ring-shaped shockwave, carrying splattering Nen aura, poured out like a hail of bullets. "Rat-tat-tat..." It pierced through countless large trees!
A few stray shots struck the tree where Tsubone, Kurajing, and Kurapika were standing, leaving several bowl-sized holes!
Tsubone's expression changed. She quickly took action, grabbing Kurajing with one hand and Kurapika with the other, leaping toward the forest further back!
It was laughable that she had thought a kilometer would be a safe enough distance. Looking at it now...
*'For the master and the young master, a kilometer is far from enough!'*
"Thud... Thud..." The Nen aura splattering from the explosion also reached Zeno and Netero...
The two men's large sleeves fluttered. With a mere wave, they dispersed the incoming attacks completely. Glancing back at the battlefield, in the very center of the aftermath, Silva and Roy faced each other in silence. At a certain moment, they raised their hands simultaneously... Volleys of Nen bullets collided head-on with flying slashes, fueling the chaos. The radiant white light outshone the clear blue sky, dazzling and blinding, making it impossible for anyone to see what was happening inside for a moment!
Until a soft voice spoke: "Open for me!"
Suddenly, a streak of scorching red light pierced through the layers of slashes and Nen aura. Moving at the absolute speed of light, it struck Silva squarely in the chest, blasting him and his Nen bullets away together!
Netero and Zeno's eyes flashed. Only then did they see scorching red light surging in Roy's pupils, just like... a laser! That is... [Laser]!
Netero looked at Roy's eyes with an odd expression. "Ho... [Emission]!"
He reached up to stroke his beard, casting a distant glance at the Kurta siblings being carried away by Tsubone. He thought to himself: *'This kid's eyes are even redder than the Scarlet Eyes.'*
Looking back, he withdrew his gaze and glanced at Zeno, saying, "It seems that butler of yours has also become a believer of this kid, Roy."
"Right, why haven't we seen that guy with the full beard and gold-rimmed glasses who always follows Roy Zoldyck around so politely?" Prompted by Netero, Beanman finally remembered Gotoh.
However... "You saw him yesterday," Netero faintly reminded Beanman. "He is in the cocoon."
Beanman was stunned. Then he saw Zeno put his hands behind his back and say faintly, "Zoldyck butlers are loyal only to the Zoldycks. There is nothing strange about becoming a believer."
Beanman couldn't help but lean closer to Netero.
Recalling everything he had encountered with the Zoldycks along the way, it all made him faintly uncomfortable... Just as he was a secretary to Netero, Gotoh, Tsubone, and even that girl suspected to be of the Kurta Clan, to Roy and Silva, they didn't seem like secretaries or butlers. Instead... they were more like... death-sworn retainers!
Death-sworn retainers willing to give their lives for their masters!
"Splash..." On the battlefield, over the clear spring.
Struck by Roy's sudden [Laser] attack, Silva tumbled across the surface of the spring like a skipping stone, forcefully plowing a trench nearly five hundred meters long across the water. It wasn't until he reached the shore and crashed through four or five large trees that he finally came to a halt!
The man was soaking wet, looking as if he had been embedded into the tree.
Feeling a faint burning sensation from his chest, he looked down. The [Ko] attached to his body's surface had been pierced with a small hole. Inside the hole, his chest was bright red—a burn mark caused by the [Laser]...
How long had it been... Silva himself had forgotten how long it had been since he was injured... He stared blankly at the burn mark on his chest. Then he looked up, peering through the devastated forest straight to the clear spring, watching Roy—who looked almost like a carbon copy of himself with his beautiful silver hair—strolling toward him.
Silva slapped his hand backward. With immense force, he directly shattered the large tree.
Amidst the sky full of wood chips and splattering dust, he straightened his back again, opened his mouth, and spat out an arrow of blood...
"What a pity, the force wasn't quite enough."
The man cracked his neck. Also sporting a head of silver hair, he walked out of the dust and strolled up to Roy, giving him a ferocious smile. "Congratulations, you managed to injure me."
"Step..." Amidst the fleeting light and shadows, the clear spring receded behind him.
Roy paced out from the morning glow, his back to the once-again calm spring. Amidst the dripping, shimmering light, he smiled slightly at Silva. "Father, am I qualified now?"
Silva did not speak. He merely threw a slow, straight punch that landed squarely on Roy's face. This time, no matter how Roy tried to dodge, or even if he had activated the [Eye of Truth] in advance and used the [Transparent World] to predict Silva's attack trajectory, somehow...
That slow, leisurely straight punch still broke through his predictions and struck him in the face, instantly sending him flying!
"Bang!" The young man flew backward like a rubber ball, crashing back into the clear spring.
His head submerged in the freezing water, he was dazed... He completely failed to understand why such a slow punch could hit him, especially when he had activated the [Eye of Truth] to predict it and had [Light Style] at his disposal to escape at any time...
"It's a [Force Field]."
"Silva... he's getting serious..." Zeno stood on his tiptoes on the large tree, instantly deploying his [En].
Seeing Silva strike Roy in the face with a punch, then dive into the spring water, swimming rapidly after Roy's landing spot, his eyes flickered as he spoke deeply.
Beside him, Netero's eyebrows twitched as he said faintly, "It seems his ambitions are not small either."
Since it was a... [Force Field], that meant he used [Force] as the object of visualization for his [Ren]. However... what was [Force]?
It is the interaction between objects, the external cause that gives objects acceleration and causes deformation!
It inherently possesses three elements: the [Magnitude], [Direction], and [Point of Application] of the force.
Looking at Silva's posture when he struck just now... Netero instantly understood—
Within the range of his [Force Field], he shortened the [Line of Force] and directly applied the [Point of Impact] of his fist onto Roy, the [Receptor]. In short—
As long as it was within his [Force Field], he could achieve a guaranteed hit!
"I told you, the stubbornness in Silva's heart is no less than Roy's," Zeno said faintly, seemingly seeing through Netero's guess. Using his [En], he caught Silva landing a high roundhouse kick squarely on Roy's jaw, instantly kicking him from the bottom of the water high into the air. He looked up, watching Roy's jaw shatter, exposing gruesome gums as flesh and blood flew everywhere.
"That's why he has been so competitive since childhood, believing only in his own strength. That is what led to his current state..."
"Hmm, you didn't lose unjustly back then," Netero raised his chin slightly, reminding him with a hint of approval. "However, striking so ruthlessly, you'd better be careful not to anger the old man..."
Zeno said indifferently, "Grandpa won't."
"Why wouldn't he?"
"Just watch. This minor injury is insignificant to Roy..."
"Huh?" His jaw is shattered, and that counts as a minor injury?
Netero cast a distant glance toward that dim little room in the Zoldyck family castle.
On the television hanging on the south wall of the small room, Roy's miserable state was clearly reflected. Yet, both Maha and Betty remained expressionless, simply snuggling together and rocking in their rocking chair, enjoying themselves...
Netero slowly and surprisingly withdrew his gaze, looking back at Roy.
He saw the boy flying wretchedly through the air. From his already shattered jaw, several fleshy tentacles suddenly sprouted. They enveloped the broken bones, shattered teeth, and torn fascia. As they writhed, they reconstructed a brand-new jaw, embedding it beneath Roy's exposed gums...
Netero: "..."
He suddenly understood what Zeno meant by "insignificant"!
"This child is simply a monster!" Beanman's mouth gaped open in shock as he blurted out, "He can heal his own injuries?!"
"No need to make a fuss," Zeno casually glanced at Beanman, saying lightly. "You haven't seen what he looks like when he's turned into meat paste."
The image of Roy exploding into a pile of meat paste in the shower room in front of four generations of Zoldycks was still vivid in his mind... That gruesome sight was far, far more miserable than this...
Beanman was visibly stunned... He didn't seem to quite believe Zeno's words, but looking up and seeing Roy fully restored—as if his jaw hadn't just been shattered by Silva's kick—he stood there completely dumbfounded, like a wooden post...
However,
"If he can't escape Silva's [Force Field], he still won't be able to avoid a one-sided beating." Netero narrowed his eyes as he watched Silva suddenly burst out from underwater. Raising a fist the size of a bowl, Silva overtook Roy and viciously smashed a [Cannon Punch] into the boy's chest. Netero stated bluntly, "Once his Nen aura is depleted, it'll be over."
Zeno remained silent for a long moment. As Silva's fist made contact with Roy's chest, he said deeply, "Then we can only see if he has any other tricks up his sleeve."
As his words fell,
Suddenly, they saw—
A trace of blood-red slowly crept into Roy's eyes, and then,
With a "crack," a massive blue arm burst out from his back, directly blocking in front of Roy!