What was even more terrifying about Tserriednich is-
Despite having only recently come into contact with Nen, Tserriednich possessed an extremely sharp instinct for its application.
Under the premise that it only took a week to master the Four Major Principles, people usually have thoughts like 'Nen is so simple' and 'It's so easy to become stronger'.
Simply put-
They'd grow arrogant and overconfident.
However, Tserriednich did not become arrogant and frivolous because of the fact that his training progresses easily. Instead, he was keenly aware of the cruel reality that 'latecomers' must face.
That is, the gap in Manifested Aura and Potential Aura.
This gap, to a large extent, couldn't be bridged by talent alone, as it required time and accumulation.
And so-
Realizing this, Tserriednich developed a Specialist-Type Nen Ability that relied on Zetsu as its foundation.
Only in this way could he properly circumvent the shortcomings of having insufficient Manifested Aura and Potential Aura.
This was what made Tserriednich truly terrifying.
If not for the 'two-month time limit' and the 'restrictions of being on the ship' in the original work, Tserriednich would have undoubtedly advanced even further down the path of Nen.
"So I've been thinking about something..."
Moses arrived outside the suite and stretched out his right hand without hesitation to push open the heavy door made of solid wood.
At the moment when the double wooden doors parted to reveal a gap, gunfire suddenly erupted from within the suite.
One after another, scorching 9mm bullets tore through the gap in the wooden doors, flying straight toward Moses.
Facing this precisely timed barrage of gunfire, Moses remained expressionless. His outstretched fingers casually flicked left and right in front of him, accurately deflecting the bullets aimed at his forehead, neck, heart, thighs, and other vital areas.
In an instant-
The deflected bullets scattered in all directions, embedding themselves into the floor, walls, and even the ceiling.
In a short period of time, all seventeen bullets had been effortlessly dealt with, and not a single one hit its mark.
Clink, clink clink.
As the gunfire ceased, the sound of an empty magazine being ejected echoed from inside the room.
The one who had fired these shots was none other than the Fourth Prince, Tserriednich, who had prepared this ambush in advance.
Having formally graduated from the military academy with top honors, his marksmanship was exceptionally formidable. He was absolutely confident that, with the element of surprise, his seventeen bullets would weave an inescapable net of fire, one he called 'Strangulation'.
Moreover, in his case, there was no such thing as squeezing the trigger after emptying a magazine.
Because, like a machine, he could always pull the trigger exactly seventeen times, no more, no less, regardless of the rhythm.
But now-
He had pulled the trigger several extra times.
This is because the scene unfolding before him had shattered his understanding of reality.
"What kind of sick joke is this…?!"
Tserriednich kept his arm extended in the firing stance, staring in utter disbelief at Moses standing before the doorway.
Though he couldn't track the bullets with his naked eyes, he could clearly see Moses flicking away all seventeen bullets with nothing but his fingers.
Moses slowly retracted his hand and looked calmly at the man in front of him, who would have shone brightly in the coming months.
During the time it took him to walk from the corridor to the suite, he had been contemplating one thing.
That is-
Should he let Tserriednich live?
If he did, Tserriednich's monstrous talent would allow him to grow at an astonishing rate, and he may become a leek with greater harvest value than Hisoka.
This approach could bring Moses significant benefits.
Apart from anything else, Tserriednich's Specialist-Type Nen Ability, which involves the concepts of 'distorting reality' and 'predicting the future', is undeniably alluring.
Therefore, if Tserriednich were allowed to develop, combined with the reward mechanism of Perception, Moses might even obtain a similar Cornerstone.
But in the end-
Moses chose not to let Tserriednich live.
Because this man's inherent evil was simply too extreme.
Now that they had come face to face, Moses felt that if he let this beast live for even one more second in this world, he would be unworthy of his status as a Triple-Star Blacklist Hunter.
Moses's eyes briefly flickered toward the human skin draped over a nearby trash can, a hint of killing intent flashed through his gaze. Then, with an almost casual motion, he flicked his finger toward Tserriednich.
In that instant, a smooth, round Nen Bullet shot from his fingertip, striking Tserriednich squarely in the forehead and blossoming into a vivid splash of blood.
Tserriednich's body shuddered, and the stunned expression on his face froze in place.
As his consciousness began to fade, the shock in his eyes was replaced by sheer terror.
In that moment-
Tserriednich knew he was going to die.
He couldn't accept dying so abruptly, nor could he bear dying without even understanding why.
His willpower had always been pure and formidable.
Now, driven by the violent emotions of his impending death, all the Aura Nodes in his body suddenly opened up.
However, the Aura that surged from inside his body dissipated into the air even faster than it had appeared.
For a dying man, awakening Nen at the last moment was meaningless.
If there was any meaning at all-
It was merely leaving behind a vengeful remnant in the world.
Tserriednich felt the inexplicable power coursing through his body, and then he also felt it slipping away just as quickly.
Along with his vitality.
'I... refuse to accept this!!!'
A silent roar erupted in his mind as Tserriednich's consciousness was swallowed by darkness, and his lifeless body toppled backward, crashing heavily onto the floor.
As his corpse hit the ground, the Aura that had manifested around him melted away like spring snow.
But the next second-
A wisp of black, smoke-like Nen floated out from the bullet hole in Tserriednich's forehead, writhing in the air like a struggling larva.
At that moment, a hand reached out and crushed the wisp of black Nen, scattering it into nothingness.
"The dead… should stay dead."
Having obliterated the feeble Post-Mortem Nen, Moses glanced at Tserriednich's corpse coldly.
There was no denying it-
This man's talent and willpower were terrifying.
After all, he was able to awaken his Nen in a near-death state after being hit by Moses's Nen Bullet, and also left behind Post-Mortem Nen through pure willpower.
Without sparing the corpse another glance, Moses turned and left to regroup with Kurapika.
…
Meanwhile.
In the Kakin Empire's palace.
Nasubi Hui Guo Rou, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes.
The eerie and grotesque Guardian Spirit Beast standing behind him also appeared to react to some unseen disturbance.
Among the many female mammary organs covering its body, one pair rapidly began to fester… rotting, oozing pus, and emitting a foul stench, before finally leaving behind a hideous, gaping wound.