From Hunter x Hunter to Supreme Will

After Long finished speaking, he took action.

"Ok?"

The man who was peeing had just tied his belt when his originally comfortable expression suddenly changed and a chill spread all over his body. He looked up and saw a stranger appear in a corner of the forest.

The other party's hidden aura is too good...

Curse of hell!

Long used one of his telepathic abilities. A dark green mist with many ghostly shadows suddenly appeared outside his body along with his telepathic energy, wrapping around his limbs. He could also hear the fierce howling of ghosts.

He walked...the green mist made his cheeks look somewhat scary, as if he was a ghost from the underworld.

The man was shocked by the momentum and was about to shout to alert his teammates in the tent... The next second, the surging ghost fog enveloped his entire body, followed by a big hand scratching his face.

boom!

With just one blow, the man fell to the ground...his head was shattered into pieces.

After death, as if being pulled by the undead, a soul substance burst out of the man's body and merged into the mist surrounding him.

Armor and magic power increased by 1 point each.

"It seems to be growing a little, but it's too weak... It seems that it still needs accumulation of quantity." Long sensed his body and said lightly.

Unfortunately... only the soul dropped, no black fog.

Black fog can increase attack range and critical strike.

These two abilities, one active and one passive. The passive one does not need to be released and the effect is always there... but there are probability issues with dropping souls and black fog.

"There are enemies!"

Suddenly, there was a shout from the front.

There were noises coming from several tents, and seven or eight people appeared.

"They are all strong indeed..."

Hazy narrowed his eyes.

There is still a certain distance, and the sound transmission is extremely subtle, but even so, it can still be detected... the perception is very sharp.

"Roar!"

Then, a person with the ability of transformation-type Nen rushed towards Long.

As he ran, his body began to wriggle and change, growing hair, and in the blink of an eye he became a ferocious beast, a tiger. He leaped up and rushed to the top of Long's head, waving his claws down in a tearing manner.

Then, the next second, Long threw a punch.

The huge tiger's body in the air suddenly had its abdomen exploded and flew backwards.

After falling to the ground, he turned back into his original form, with blood gushing out of his stomach, forming a hole.

"Go together!"

Seeing this, the remaining few people realized the terrifying person who came, and one of the leaders shouted.

At that moment, several people used their abilities, trying to cooperate and kill Long.

With a cold glance, Long instantly made a rough judgment of the strength of several people...

One of them whistled, locked his sights on the fast-moving Long, and shouted, "Stand at attention!"

The voice rang out, causing Long's body to stiffen for a moment.

The other person swung out a rope, which stretched and lengthened in the air like a dog leash, trying to put it around Long's neck.

One is of the trait type and the other is of the embodiment type?

The medium of an ability is sound. If you reduce the sense of hearing, you can reduce the effect of the ability...

Another thing is that once you are trapped, you may be forced to obey the other party.

Long immediately made an analysis and judgment.

His mental power surged, and he instantly freed himself from his sluggish physical state. Like lightning, he pounced on the whistle-blowing woman, while avoiding being caught by the rope.

Originally, I planned to kill the strongest among them first, but now it seems... I have to deal with the target whose ability has a control effect first!

"Pu Qin, retreat!"

One of the men on the other side noticed his intention and killed him.

Be prepared to block!

During this time, countless stones floated up and shot towards Long in the air like bullets.

The mixture of several abilities makes the situation that Long needs to face extremely difficult.

However...his performance made the enemy's Nen users feel terrified and their scalps tingled.

There was no special response... It was simply his extraordinary physical fitness, and his strange body movements and footwork that made Long look like a ghost, erratic and unpredictable. None of the dense stones could hit him, and he dodged them all.

Not only that, his speed didn't seem to slow down...

"Stop it!"

The Nen user who tried to fight Oboro head-on struck him with a heavy punch and shouted loudly.

But what made the man's pupils shrink was that before his fist arrived, the opponent had already bent down to avoid it, as if he had predicted his attack route... At this moment of close proximity, time seemed to be slowed down...

He clearly saw that the man leaned forward and avoided his arm. His expression remained unchanged, and his cold eyes showed 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 plucked out by a hand and crushed to pieces.

This person with the ability to read the mind suddenly fell over, and a feeling of powerlessness swept over his body...

Just one encounter, and it’s over?

"stand at attention!"

"stand at attention!"

"stand at attention!"

The woman kept backing away, whistling wildly with a pale face and shouting to Long.

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

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The woman screamed.

Immediately afterwards, the body was engulfed and covered by the ghost mist created by Long and him.

In just one second, the mist followed Long's figure and attacked another person. After it dispersed, only the body of the woman lying in a pool of blood with her eyes open... and the blood-stained whistle that slipped from her hand to the ground was left.

One, two...

Long was like the Grim Reaper wielding a scythe, destroying everything in his path. When he approached, people fell one after another.

Many mental abilities were unable to cause any harm or impact on it.

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

"There is still one…"

His eyes turned and glanced at a small tree in the forest.

Slowly moved closer.

As he moved, the small tree suddenly trembled...

The ability of mimicry is also of the transformation type.

The limitation should be that you cannot act when in mimicry.

Long stood in front of the tree and stretched out his hand to grab the branches. Then he saw the small tree shook and turned into a guy with a pointed face and monkey cheeks. The man looked at him in disbelief and shivered, "Impossible... How could I be discovered? When I use my ability, I will automatically enter a deep state of 'absoluteness' and will not be sensed, unless you see it with your eyes at the beginning... But you have been fighting all the time, and you still have the energy to capture me? I clearly made sure that you didn't notice this side..."

"No, it's just that before the battle began, I had already engraved the nearby terrain and environment into my mind in the form of a picture, so... if there is an extra tree, it will be easy to find. It's not based on my perception or ability, it's purely the information collected here." Long smiled at him, and when he said the word "here", he pointed to his brain with his finger.

"..."

The former was stunned.

The incident at the site this time involved many forces.

Those who can intervene are all masters among Nen users... In other words, none of them are small fry.

They all have considerable work experience and strength... This is the first time he has encountered such a terrifying strong man head-on.

If it weren't for this kind of person... I could have survived by relying on his abilities!

The gap is too big...

Whether it is strength or the analysis, collection and processing of battle situations.

So comprehensive.

Long chopped with his knife, and the man's head flew out...

As the ghost fog gathered, a ball of soul matter and a ball of black gas rose up.

The soul was absorbed by the ghost fog, and the black air poured into Long's body.

"Four souls, two layers of black fog...a good harvest." Long clenched his fists.

I squatted down and stretched out a finger, which was still half a centimeter away from a blade of grass...but it didn't really touch it.

Then, he moved his fingertips.

The grass was suddenly split into two.

Attack range increased...

Although it is small, there will always be a qualitative change as the number increases.

After thinking about it, he stood up and began to receive the signals in his brain again.

"Captain, what's going on?"

"Did something happen?"