An elder and a youth stand side by side, watching the red sun break the dawn, casting thousands of rays of morning light, behind them are shadows elongated by the light, intertwined and twisted together...
Roy remained silent, feeling a lump in his throat,
To live to Maha's age, having experienced the vicissitudes of life and seen the beauty of the world, it seems that nothing can pique the old man's interest anymore, like Netero, who had a nuclear bomb in his possession, with a thousand ways to kill the Ant King, such as sending a Nen Beast to implant the "Poor Man's Rose" instead of him, yet...
He chose to duel the Ant King, claiming to "satisfy his combat pleasure," while deep down, there may be an idea of "embracing death."
Roy hasn't reached old age, he doesn't know if he'll be like Maha and Netero, standing atop the mountain, seeking solitude and seeing nothing interesting. After a while, he rubbed the "Curse" on the back of his hand, took a breath, and said: "I'd better do it myself."
Turning his head to look at Maha, he smiled slightly: "Great-grandfather, you know me. I'm afraid of death, and more afraid of guilt."
"Be it you, my grandfather, or my father, I don't wish to owe anyone favors."
He paused, the young man blinked: "You say you wouldn't mind if you were beaten to death because of me, but the guilt would be unbearable."
Maha's eyes widened: "You little brat, looking down on me?"
"Yeah~" Roy, taller than Maha, reached out and patted the old man's head: "Great-grandfather, you should keep living well, and I'll come back to bask in the sun with you after I defeat the gods."
"Impudent!" Maha pretended to be angry and wanted to hit.
"Haha!" Roy dodged away with a laugh, leaving quickly.
In the corner of the corridor, shadows shifted, revealing a figure... Zeno hunched over, hands clasped behind him, watched the youth disappear around the corner, and said to Maha, "Grandfather, you can break his leg now."
"You're gonna do it?" Maha glanced sideways.
Zeno fell silent, pretending not to hear, stepped forward to Maha and, as usual, started to massage his shoulders, occasionally peeking at the old man's bald head, and, on a whim, reached out and touched it, then...
Crashed straight through the glass window, flying into the sky!
"You dog, did I say you could touch?" Maha lowered his fist, face dark.
Zeno: "..."
In the blink of an eye, he turned into a meteor, disappearing in an instant.
"Woosh~" A mountain breeze blew by, bringing a hint of chill.
After a simple exchange with his great-grandfather, Roy entered the training room, swiftly removing his shirt to reveal a body of delicate-toned muscles.
Luke, holding an Electric Stick blessed with "Divine Characters," had been waiting for some time, stole a glance, noticing... the young master is taller, also stronger, yet not bulky, as if sculpted, manifesting the beauty of form, eyes not free of envy, bowed and said, "Young master, forgive me."
"Crackle~"
The electric light flashed, exploding like a "sphere"!
Luke thrust the stick... Roy seemed oblivious, casually glanced at the panel....
[Name: Roy Zoldyck]
[Constitution: 343.4 (Note: Normal person is 1)]
[Nen Ability: Gate of Cognition]
[Manifested Nen Amount: C-(2750/100000) (Note: Rated with ants as reference. Elite Squad Leader is a D, Master General is a C, Three Guards are a B, Ant King B+)]
[Potential Qi Amount: C (34590/100000)]
[Followers: 2]
[Power Of Faith: 2 points]
[Title: A Successful Fruit-bearing Apple Tree, satisfies all conditions to become an "Elite Hunter"]
Compared to the past, it's incomparable.
Three million volts... Three and a half million volts... Four million...
Roy remained calm and composed, Luke sweating profusely with telekinesis fully activated, as the counter on the Electric Stick jumped to 500, his body swayed, reaching the limit.
"I'll do it."
"Creak~" The door of the training room opened.
Silva noticed the scene, expressionless, followed by Illumi, walking slowly.
Taking over from Luke, grasping the Electric Stick, with a "bang," visible to the naked eye... the counter on the stick jumped directly from 500 to 800, aimed at Roy's chest, and jabbed!
"Zzzap~" Hair exploded, Roy frowned and instantly felt the pressure... the sharp pain and tingling, like a tide, compared to Luke, "Emission" Silva clearly surpassed in both Nen output and amount.
The most direct reaction in the body appeared as... after supporting for thirty seconds, Roy finally lost control over his body, stumbling and falling onto the ground.
"And you?" Silva looked at Illumi.
Illumi remained silent, finally stepping forward, "I will do the same as him."
"Zzzap~" Eight million volts poured down, as Illumi finished speaking, 0.01 seconds later, his vision went dark, with a "bang," he fell backward unconscious.
After doing all this, Silva tossed the Electric Stick back to Luke, not looking back: "Bury him with Milluki later."
Saying this, he pushed open the door and walked out.
Luke obediently responded, stood up to look at Roy: "Young master, let me help you."
"No need." Roy took a breath, called out the Golden Crow with a thought.
"Caw~" The fat crow spread its wings, suddenly emerged above Roy's head, and, with three legs down, grew larger in the wind, lowered its head for him to mount, flapped its wings, and headed to the garden, leaving Luke bewildered, picked up Illumi and followed, then tossed out a pig to accompany Illumi and Roy as they basked in the sun.
At noon, the sun was at its peak, the sunlight at its strongest.
Illumi, buried in the pit, only his head exposed, dimly opening his eyes, looked to the side... Roy lay flat on the soft grass, hands crossed over his belly, peacefully basking in the sun, croaked with a dry voice: "Mom is about to give birth."