Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 265 Awesome

Based on the star's lock, Moro rode the flying star and sped over.

As the ripples from the shooting star streaking across the sky attracted the attention of Bat and the others, Morrow had already used his "Blitzkrieg" ability, instantly teleporting in front of Pavel.

At that moment, all the bats and the others saw was a seemingly ordinary flying star.

From beginning to end, they were completely unaware of Moro's presence.

So Moro casually stabbed Pavel, ending his life.

This is an unsolvable dead end.

When the bats and their companions suddenly realized what was happening, they were already facing Morrow's suffocatingly powerful aura.

Where did this monster come from...?

My heart suddenly raced, pounding against my chest like a drum.

The chill spread instantly, starting from the spine and spreading throughout the entire body.

This bodily reaction, triggered by the senses, made the Bats and the others who witnessed Pavel's death instantly feel the presence of death.

Of the people present, the bat reacted the fastest.

Faced with the overwhelming pressure, he almost instinctively spread his folded wings and suddenly flew upwards.

In that instant, he felt incredibly fortunate—

Fortunately, as a materialization-type ability user, after developing the ability to materialize my hands into bat wings, I have always maintained this ability in its permanent state according to my own preferences.

That is why, at this critical juncture between life and death, he was able to skip the process of "manifesting wings" and thus gain the crucial time to flap his wings and escape danger.

Despite having no basis whatsoever...

But in that moment when time seemed to stand still, he firmly believed that it was this habit of having this ability always present that allowed him to avoid an impending crisis.

However, this firm mindset collapsed in the next instant.

The bat, which had just leaped off the ground, suddenly felt a sense of gravity coming from its shoulder.

And just like that, he was slammed back to the ground.

"What……!?"

When the bat felt solid ground beneath its feet, it instantly felt a chill run through its body. With a bewildered glance, it mechanically and stiffly looked to its side.

Then he saw that a scabbard had been placed on his shoulder without him noticing.

It was only then that he suddenly realized that the scabbard was the source of the pressure that had been applied to his shoulder.

"impossible……"

The bat's eyes widened as it stared at the black scabbard so close at hand, and it felt a strong sense of danger.

This personal feeling became a reality in the next moment.

Suddenly, light burst forth from the mouth of the Abyss Sheath, then transformed into a wave of light that engulfed the bat's entire head, like a light sword slicing diagonally through the night and heading towards the horizon.

The light waves vanished into the darkness in an instant.

The bat's head was charred black, but its body remained stubbornly upright.

Poof.

Just then, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground suddenly rang out in the arena.

That was the sound of Pavel's body falling to the ground.

It was this sudden sound that pulled Pavel's other two companions back to reality.

"What... happened just now!?"

These two ability users from Meteor City were now caught in a raging storm, unable to maintain their normal thinking abilities.

In just a short time of less than two seconds.

They first noticed Fei Xing's arrival, and then, caught off guard, saw Pavel being pierced through the skin by Moro.

Before they could react, the bats that had been confronting them suddenly flapped their wings and flew off the ground at an extremely fast speed.

But the boy, who exuded a powerful aura, seemed to have anticipated the bat's actions. With a single flash, he used the scabbard to forcefully press the bat back to the ground.

next moment,
They saw the scabbard release a surge of light, which swept past the bat's head, then pierced the night sky and disappeared into the distance.

If it weren't for the sound of Pavel's body falling to the ground...

They are probably still in shock.

Even though their consciousness had regained control of their bodies, they knew clearly that they had absolutely no chance of winning against the monster before them.

Or rather,

They don't even have the right to "resist".

But it doesn’t matter…

The purpose has been achieved.

These two people from Meteor City showed no fear whatsoever, even as death loomed over them.

They even abandoned their more powerful Nen, and instead, in the little time they had left, each raised the pistols they carried and pulled the triggers at Morrow in front of them.

Bang bang...!
The deafening gunshots echoed over the warehouse.

Amidst the continuous gunfire, two faint sounds of flesh being torn apart were quickly heard.

But Moro braved the hail of bullets and used his crimson bird-shaped dagger to sever the necks of the two men.

As the gunfire suddenly ceased, two enormous heads fell from mid-air to the ground with a dull thud, then rolled a short distance away.

When the head came to rest, there was still no fear of death in the pupils of its frozen eyes.

Their eyes remained silently fixed on Moro's figure.

From the very beginning, the residents of Meteor City, who held a fanatical adoration for the Phantom Troupe, never imagined they could successfully assassinate Moro and his companions.

But they still launched an attack on Moro and his group without fear or regret.

What gives them confidence is not the power of "thought" that is full of great potential.

Rather, it was their identity as subordinates of the Ten Elders, and their unwavering willingness to sacrifice their lives.

This is all for...

At the cost of their lives, they ignited the flames of revenge upon the Ten Elders.

This is how Meteor City operates: they are willing to sacrifice their lives to achieve their goals.

But this was also an ugly betrayal, a betrayal of the Ten Elders.

just,

For the residents of Meteor City, who are willing to give up even their lives, this kind of betrayal is not worth caring about at all.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

On the ground in front of the arms depot, a bat with its head charred black lay on the ground, making faint sounds from its throat.

Although it took the light wave attack from the Abyss Sheath head-on, there was still some reaction time before it was hit.

So in the final moments, he mustered more strength than usual on his face, barely managing to mitigate some of the damage.

But this hasty response cannot change anything.

Unless his "flow" is sufficiently exquisite.

Moro approached and looked down at the bat, whose face was completely disfigured.

Back when he first clashed with the Finger organization last year, he obtained some information about all the Shadow Beast members with Kang Jae's help.

That's why he was able to anticipate the bat's reaction immediately and forcefully push it back to the ground.

Looking at the bat's struggling to breathe, Moro thought of this time last year when he personally killed two other members of the Shadow Beasts.

It was still quite difficult back then.

Now times have changed, and it's easy to kill a member of the Shadow Beasts.

"pity."

Moro sheathed the Crimson Jade Bird Blade and conjured a flying star at his fingertips.

With his current level of manifested power, even if he killed several ability users, including a member of the Yin Beast, he wouldn't be able to directly advance to the next level. The difference in their levels was too obvious.

This is what Moro finds regrettable—the inability to maximize the value of these people's lives.

However, even if you have little experience, as long as you can accumulate it, it's not a waste.

"Gulp...cough...you...wait..."

The bat's chest heaved violently, and a hoarse sound escaped its throat.

His already somewhat unfocused pupils were fixed on Moro, as if trying to brand that face into hell.

In the last glimmer of his life, he had no energy left to think about the grudge between Pavel and the monster; his mind was filled with only a twisted obsession.

"Ten old men, you will definitely... pay for your blood debt..."

"I... am... on the ground..."

The bat spoke haltingly.

Moro focused the shooting star at his fingertips, and with a whoosh, pierced the bat's head, silencing its dying words.

With the bat's death, the aura surrounding him remained unchanged.

It's still not enough to upgrade...

Moro stared at the lifeless bat carcass, only concerned with the feedback from the growth ring experience points, completely ignoring the harsh words about blood debts being repaid in blood.

If he were afraid of the Ten Elders' revenge, he wouldn't have come to kill them directly.

On the roof of a nearby building.

Jin stood on the edge of the rooftop, hands in his pockets, looking at the scene in front of the warehouse.

"There are many tricks, but... they are used just right."

Having witnessed the battle just now, Jin had seen firsthand Moro's abilities.

It is often said that quality is more important than quantity, and this principle carries even greater weight when applied to the concept of mindfulness.

However, reasoning is inapplicable to some exceptionally gifted individuals.

In Jin's view, Moro was one of those small groups of people who couldn't be judged by conventional standards, which explains why he was able to bring down a criminal organization like the Phantom Troupe.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Jin's gaze shifted, looking towards a shadowy spot near the warehouse.

Under his gaze, a man with a wolf-like face and sharp teeth was in a state of "absolute" tension, slowly emerging from the shadows and staring intently at Moro not far away.

This ability user was none other than the Sick Dog, a member of the Shadow Beasts who had come from the underground auction.

The sick dog was initially rushing towards them at top speed, but upon hearing the intense gunfire, it immediately switched from extreme motion to extreme stillness, silently creeping over.

Then he saw Moro kill a bat, who was also a member of the Shadow Beasts, with a single flying star, and he also saw several corpses lying on the ground.

"The bats... they've been killed!"

The sick dog looked at the figure in the arena and was filled with surprise.

Based on his understanding of bats, he would likely use their superior abilities to fly into the sky as soon as possible when facing an enemy.

This strategy of dealing with the enemy, even if it means the bats can disengage at any time, at least prevents them from dying so hastily.

"Never mind, before the others get here..."

The sick dog couldn't understand what had just happened; all he saw now was a perfect opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Once the person in front of him has withdrawn from his fighting stance, he can seize the opportunity to launch an attack instantly, sending the poison hidden between his teeth into the person's body.

That's right.

One bite is enough.

The sick dog silently brewed its killing intent, slowly opening its mouth to reveal a set of sharp teeth, patiently waiting for the moment when Moro would relax due to the end of the battle.

He stared at Morrow from the shadows, while King, on the rooftop of the building, stared back at him.

Jin spotted the sick dog immediately, but he made no attempt to warn Morrow, instead focusing his piercing gaze on Morrow.

Time passes slowly.

A moment later, Moro, who had been looking down at the bat carcass, suddenly stopped practicing.

The manifested energy that surged like a torrent on the body surface subsided like the receding tide, and switched to a more restrained "entanglement" state.

This scene was witnessed by the sick dog lurking in the shadows.

"It's now!"

The sick dog suddenly sprang up, its body moving like a black lightning bolt, lunging straight at Moro's back.

Despite having a golden opportunity to launch a sneak attack, his offensive intentions contained absolutely no intention of delivering a fatal blow.

The bat's still-warm corpse had already revealed Moro's strength to him.

So, in order to increase the success rate of the sneak attack, what he had to do was use his enhanced teeth to bite a bloody wound into Moro's body.

This is easier to achieve than pursuing a single, decisive blow.

It can be said that the sick dog did not waste this opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Unfortunately...

Moro's sensitivity to murderous intent far exceeded that of the sick dog.

So he had already discovered the sick dog's presence when it was lurking in the shadows.

The reason for not switching from "training" to "entanglement" so quickly is to wait for the cooldown of "Blitz" to end.

Otherwise, he would have sent the sick dog out to deliver it long ago.

Without warning, Moro turned around and looked at the sick dog that pounced on him like lightning.

The sick dog instantly met Moro's mocking gaze, and its heart skipped a beat, realizing something was wrong.

But now he was like an arrow released from a bow, unable to change direction, so he could only grit his teeth and carry out his initial plan of a sneak attack.

There's no need to seriously injure Moro; just a small wound will suffice!

The sick dog bared its sharp, hard teeth, ready to tear flesh from Moro's body.

however--

Moro's figure vanished into thin air.

next moment.

The sick dog's mouth snapped shut, its teeth clashing violently with a crisp, clear sound.

It missed...

wrong,

Where are the people! ?
Time seemed to slow down at that moment.

The sick dog remained in the position of lunging forward with its mouth closed, and behind it was Moro, who had just suddenly disappeared.

Using his "Blitzkrieg" ability, Moro instantly moved behind the sick dog, then raised his right hand and gathered his psychic power in his palm.

When time returned to its normal flow, the sick dog pounced forward like a wolf, its feet plunging a distance across the ground.

Before he could fully regain his balance, he felt a sudden, heavy blow to his back, accompanied by a sharp, dull pain, and his entire upper body arched forward uncontrollably.

"Damn...!"

The sick dog's body was lifted off the ground by the sudden impact.

He looked down with great difficulty and saw a condensed mental bullet burst out of his chest, bringing with it a large amount of blood.

Poof.

As the sick dog's face contorted in shock, it collapsed helplessly to the ground.

On the rooftop of a building.

"Hmm, you noticed it immediately...that's impressive."

Jin raised his hand to his chin, marveling at Moro's sensitivity to killing intent.

(End of this chapter)