Chapter 177 Brat,I Have To Thank You

Even if the chances are slim, or there's a glimmer of hope…

In order to regain the advantage called 'time', all Netero can do now is to continuously attack the Eye of Vision.

During the attack on the Eye of Vision, Netero noticed Pyon running towards the square, and also saw a large number of shadow clones behind Pyon.

Netero immediately stopped attacking the Eye of Vision, and instead controlled the 100-Type Guanyin to help Pyon break free from the siege.

The palm shadows, like clustered stars, fell behind Pyon, creating visible powerful shockwaves.

In just a moment, the team of shadow clones was torn apart by the 100-Type Guanyin, scattering their formation.

100-Type Guanyin's terrifying aspect in team battles was once again demonstrated.

Pyon took advantage of the situation and came to Netero's side.

"Chairman!"

She took a deep breath, stared at Netero, and quickly asked the question she was most concerned about: "Can that thing above be dealt with?"

"It's hard to say."

Netero's answer was ambiguous.

As he spoke, he controlled the 100-Type Guanyin to sweep away the hundreds of shadow clones chasing after Pyon.

Pyon looked at the countless shadow clones that had turned into ink droplets in an instant, silently admiring Netero's strength in her heart.

But she also knew that these shadow clones who were crushed and killed by Netero would reappear in front of them in no time.

The only feasible way at the moment is to eliminate the ability of the floating eye.

"Ha, haha… cough."

At this moment, a cold laughter mixed with coughing came from another direction of the square.

Netero and Pyon followed the sound, and saw Diego, who had been knocked away by 100-Type Guanyin's palm not long ago, dragging his shaky body towards the Eye of Sight.

One of his eyes seemed to be unable to open, while the other was half-open, staring at Netero and Pyon.

"I...have already said...haha, cough cough... your struggle... is meaningless, cough cough..."

A lot of blood flowed from Diego's mouth, but he kept laughing.

As if laughing at Netero's futile efforts.

"Everyone… will die…"

"Cough."

"This is...the true meaning of death..."

"Ha ha…"

A crazy smile slowly appeared on Diego's blood-stained face.

Netero looked at Diego, who was running out of time, and instead of talking to him, he focused on the Eye of Sight again.

Although he is not sure of the other party's motivation for emphasizing 'death', Netero is certain that in this Nen Space that gave birth to false things made even death false.

The system of Nen has its own traces.

That's why experienced Nen Users could discover accurate information hidden behind the mist through brief exchanges or contacts.

Netero ignored Diego's desperate shouting before death, but Pyon couldn't turn a blind eye to it.

She looked at Diego coldly and sarcastically remarked: "It doesn't matter, anyway, the one who will die first is you, you ugly freak."

"It doesn't matter? Ha, cough cough, haha...!"

Diego didn't care about Pyon's insults. He looked up at the Eye of Sight and slowly raised his hands as if embracing something.

"Don't you understand yet... Cough, while you are waiting to die here... the outside world... will be reborn from the ruins, while your Hunter Association... can't do anything!"

"…"

Pyon frowned at this.

She could naturally understand the implications of Diego's words.

At present, the backbone of the Hunter Association, including Netero, are basically trapped in this Nen Space.

As a result, Davidson's Swamp Man Ability would spread even more unchecked.

Unless the International Permit Agencies can take action to curb Swamp Man Ability, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"If I'm not mistaken, even 'death' is false in this Nen Space."

Moses's voice suddenly came from the edge of the square.

Hearing this, Diego slowly shifted his gaze towards Moses, who was walking steadily towards them.

After seeing Moses's appearance clearly, Diego's pupils shrank sharply.

'Isn't this boy the source of the Nen entities that wreak havoc in the Nen Space...'

Diego showed a surprised reaction at first, and then sneered silently.

Pyon looked back at Moses, her tense nerves relaxing slightly.

Those troublesome shadow clones would not take the initiative to attack Moses, plus with Netero took action to clear the area, Moses was able to reach the square quickly.

Later, upon arriving at the square, he heard Diego's breathless speech.

Considering that the other party's constant mention of 'death' was to create a sense of panic, Moses didn't think much and simply interjected.

"Hmm."

Netero glanced at Moses and, with a gesture, controlled the 100-Type Guanyin to sweep away the shadow clones clustered behind Moses.

This situation was within Moses's expectation, so he didn't pay too much attention to the group of shadow clones behind him, but instead stared at Diego not far away.

'The aura of Swamp People…'

When I was watching from the distance just now, because the distance was too far, I couldn't sense the Swamp People's aura at all.

Now that he was closer, he realized that this member of the Seirin Group is a Swamp People.

'This must be the basis for the Seirin Group's attempt to transform a large number of Swamp People.

'With Davidson who can only let the Swamp Man Ability expand independently, plus Seirin Group, who has a need for the Swamp Man Ability and comes to Davidson's door. These two colliding was truly a foul-smelling perfect combination.'

"Mr. Dying Man, I think you've at least got one thing right."

Moses slowly walked towards Diego, whose breath was gradually weakening, and said calmly:

"If this Nen Space ability isn't resolved, the Hunter Association will indeed be unable to take action. I suppose that's the result that your Seirin Group wants to see, right?"

"Little brat... you are too naive, but I have to thank you. It is precisely because of your ability that the extermination process has gone so smoothly, ha, ha ha..."

Diego's face looked particularly ferocious with the blood stains, and his eyes shone with a terrifying cold luster.

Moses maintained a calm expression as he locked eyes with Diego.

'This world…'

'There is always no shortage of some psychologically twisted monsters.'

'Speaking of which, in this thought space created by that eyeball, isn't it filled with all kinds of psychological distortions reflecting the mind?'

But these have nothing to do with him.

It's just that,

If the Seirin Group is happy, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

"You seem quite proud with yourself."

Moses stared at Diego's face and said calmly: "But, isn't it too early to be proud?"

He is a little curious...

If the shadow clone were to kill a Swamp People, he wonders if it could break through the current absorption limit.

'Too early to be proud?'

Diego stopped talking and just stared at Moses with a playful look.

As if saying, 'What can you do to me?'

Pyon frowned and couldn't help but said: "Kester, he is thanking you."

"…"

Moses glanced at Pyon speechlessly.

'You, a severely Internet addicted girl, never miss a chance to be sarcastic, huh!'

"But you might have to curse me out later."

Moses shifted his gaze to the Eye of Sight hovering in mid-air.

Pyon asked strangely: "What do you mean?"

Moses ignored her, but quietly looked at the Eye of Vision at close range.

At this time, Netero suddenly withdrew the 100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"People really refuse to accept old age, but some things that are beyond one's capabilities can indeed only be left to the younger generation."

While feeling emotional, Netero glanced at Moses from the corner of his eye.

"?"

Moses was stunned for a moment.

'What the hell…'

'It's not like I was doing anything. What do you mean by that, old man?'