Becoming the Supreme Will starting from Hunter x Hunter

"There are enemies!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from ahead.

There was a commotion coming from several tents, and seven or eight people appeared.

"They're all truly powerful..."

He squinted his eyes slightly.

There was still some distance, and the sound transmission was extremely subtle, but even so, it could still be detected... their senses were very sharp.

"Roar!"

Then, a Nen user with a Transmutation ability rushed towards Oboro.

As the man ran, his body began to writhe and change, sprouting fur, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a ferocious beast—a tiger. He leaped up, hovering above Long's head, his sharp claws tearing as he swung down.

However, the next second, Oboro threw a punch.

The massive tiger's body exploded through its abdomen in mid-air, sending it flying backwards.

After falling to the ground, it reverted to its original form, its abdomen bleeding profusely, leaving a hole.

"Go together!"

Upon seeing this, the remaining men realized how terrifying the newcomers were, and one of the leaders shouted.

In an instant, the group unleashed their abilities, intending to join forces and kill Oboro.

Long's cold gaze swept over them, instantly giving him a rough assessment of their strength...

One of them whistled, his eyes fixed on the approaching Long, and shouted, "Attention!"

The sound caused Oboro's body to stiffen for a moment.

The other person threw out a rope, which stretched and lengthened in mid-air, like a dog leash, trying to lasso Oboro's neck.

One is a trait-based individual, and the other a manifestation-based individual?

One of the mediums for an ability is sound; reducing the auditory perception weakens the effect of the ability…

Another point is that once you're trapped, you might be forced to obey the other party's orders.

In an instant, Long made an analysis and judgment.

His mind surged, instantly freeing him from his sluggish state. Like lightning, he lunged at the woman who was blowing the whistle, simultaneously dodging the rope noose.

Originally, the plan was to take out the strongest among them first, but now it seems... it's time to deal with the target whose ability has a control effect!

"Puqin, step back!"

One of the men on the other side realized his intention and took the opportunity to attack.

Prepare to stop them!

During this time, countless pebbles floated up and shot towards Long like bullets.

The combination of several abilities makes the situations that Oboro has to face extremely difficult.

However... his performance instilled fear and shivering in the enemy's Nen users.

There was no special countermeasure... his extraordinary physical abilities, along with his strange movements and footwork, made him appear like a ghost, elusive and unpredictable. None of the dense pebbles could hit him; they were all dodged.

Not only that, his speed doesn't seem to have slowed down at all...

"Stop it!"

The Nen user, attempting a direct confrontation with Oboro, delivered a powerful punch, shouting as he spoke.

But it makes a man's pupils shrink.

The small thing is that before his fist even arrived, his opponent had already bent down to dodge, as if he had anticipated his attack trajectory... Time seemed to slow down at that moment of close combat...

He clearly saw that the man leaned forward, avoiding his arm, his face unchanged, his cold eyes showing no ripples... he didn't even look at him.

puff!

Then, the man felt a chill in his chest and looked down.

His heart was ripped out by a hand and crushed.

The Nen user suddenly tumbled and collapsed, overwhelmed by a feeling of powerlessness...

It ended after just one meeting?

"stand at attention!"

"stand at attention!"

"stand at attention!"

The woman kept backing away, her face pale as she whistled wildly and shouted at Oboro.

However, the effect seems to have no impact on the target...

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The woman screamed.

Immediately afterwards, his body was engulfed and enveloped by Oboro and the ghostly mist he emanated.

In just a second, the mist followed Oboro's figure toward another person. When it dissipated, all that remained was the woman's corpse lying in a pool of blood, her eyes wide open in death, and the whistle that had slipped from her hand and was stained with blood.

One, two…

Like a grim reaper wielding a scythe, Oboro swept away everything in his path, and one by one, people fell as soon as he got close.

None of the various Nen abilities could harm or affect it.

Soon, a few minutes later, the camp returned to silence.

"There is still one…"

Long's eyes darted around, glancing at a small tree in the woods.

They slowly moved closer.

As he moved, the sapling suddenly trembled…

The ability to mimic is also a change-based ability.

The limitation should be that when mimicking, one cannot act.

Oboro stopped in front of the tree, reached out and grabbed a branch. The sapling swayed and transformed into a weasel-faced creature. The man stared at Oboro in disbelief, trembling, "Impossible… how could I have been discovered? When I use my ability, it automatically enters a deep 'Zetsu' state, undetectable unless you saw me with your eyes from the start… But you were fighting the whole time, how could you still have the energy to detect me? I was certain you didn't notice this side…"

“No, it’s just that before the battle started, I had already etched the surrounding terrain and environment into my mind like a picture, so… it was easy to spot an extra tree. It wasn’t through perception or ability, it was purely information gathered here.” Long smiled slightly at him, pointing to his brain as he said this.

"..."

The former was stunned.

This incident involving the ruins has implicated multiple parties.

Those who can intervene are all top-tier Nen users... in other words, none of them are nobody.

They all had considerable 'work' experience and strength... This was the first time he had encountered such terrifyingly powerful individuals head-on.

If it weren't for this kind of person... he could have survived based on his abilities!

The gap is too big...

This applies to both strength and the analysis, collection, and processing of battle information.

That's very comprehensive.

With a swift chop, Long decapitated the man...

Amidst the swirling ghostly mist, a wisp of spiritual matter and a cloud of black energy rose up.

The soul was absorbed by the ghostly mist, while the black energy surged into Oboro's body.

"Four souls, two layers of black mist... Not bad." Oboro clenched his fist.

I crouched down, extended a finger, and kept it half a centimeter away from a blade of grass... I didn't actually touch it.

Then, he moved his fingertips.

The blade of grass was suddenly split in two.

Attack range increased…

Although it is small, as the quantity increases, there will eventually be a qualitative change.

After thinking it over, he stood up and began to receive the signals from inside his head again.

"Captain, what's going on?"

"Did something happen?"

Should we...go help...him...?

"Let's wait a little longer..."

In my mind, the voices of five people were constantly communicating.

“It’s over, come over here.” Suddenly, Oboro spoke.

"what?!"

"It's over..." means...

"died."

He answered vaguely.

“This…this…so…fast?!” Gebvich stammered.

It took about fifteen minutes from start to finish?

Wasn't it said that this time the opposing forces all consisted of troublesome Nen users...?

However, before they could be surprised, they were able to 'contact' the captain, which put their minds at ease.

After all, Oboro accomplished this all by himself...

Therefore, they thought there weren't many enemies, maybe four or five at most.

However, upon arrival, they discovered nine corpses, and the team members fell silent.