A moment later, Oboro released his hand and tossed the fat man aside like trash.
Then he looked into the distance.
That was where the Kakin royal family, including the princes and consorts, were seated.
However, at this moment, everyone had disappeared.
Under the protection of private soldiers, they had retreated first.
But they hadn't gone far.
With a thought from Oboro, his Nen instantly spread out like a tsunami, engulfing everything in all directions.
Instantly, the sky turned dim and silent, as if night had fallen.
The princes and private soldiers who were still fleeing didn't have time to turn their heads before they were swallowed by the darkness.
When the black tide receded and returned to Oboro's body.
These people were already lifeless, lying on the ground.
Dead...
Leaving only Gray Pear was sufficient for the Kakin royal family; as for the others, whether princes or consorts, they were unnecessary.
"My Lord!"
At this moment, Nasubi Gray Pear, who had fainted, stood up and bowed to Oboro, shouting.
His aura had changed...
"One awakens Nen Beasts only by participating in the succession war. Nen Beasts seem to be applicable only during the ritual. However, this fat man's Nen Beast has always been present... Is this also one of the 'prizes'? Can it be separated from the ritual?" Oboro pondered. He was not interested in Kakin's history or secrets, including the gourd egg ritual, so he did not read Gray Pear's memories.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have directly allowed a ghost to possess this body and become a puppet.
"Although there is a rejection phenomenon between the soul and the body, and the shelf life is very short, if it is taken care of closely, the time limit can be extended. During this period, it is enough for the Fels family to control Kakin's political power."
Oboro thought.
However... he didn't see Pariston.
Did he run away?
Or is he hiding?
Crash.
Suddenly, a strange noise came from the distance.
Oboro looked in the direction of the sound, his expression as calm as an ancient well.
He saw a mud-covered figure crawling out from the collapsed and chaotic soil and rocks.
Beyond.
He was still alive!
Beyond panted heavily, his upper body bent in half. As he looked up, his eyes sharply fixed on Oboro, "Soul... you can control, change, and do anything you want to the soul! For a human to cultivate Nen abilities to such a transcendent level, honestly, this has already surpassed the realm of human power."
"You don't even have a tongue, yet you can speak so clearly. You've worked hard."
Oboro was not surprised by Beyond's 'resurrection.'
The other party had strong willpower, and with the enhancement of willpower, the damage and effects that the soul could inflict were reduced to a certain extent.
In other words, whether it was Beyond who had been to the Dark Continent or the top Nen users, as long as their spirit was strong enough... they could resist Oboro's abilities and control, possessing a certain degree of soul resistance.
But the problem was, in the human world, no one could achieve this... Oboro hadn't gone all out against Beyond earlier because his primary target was Nasubi Gray Pear, the King.
Beyond held little significance in his eyes.
Spirit and Nen were interconnected, and precisely because of this, Oboro could use the control of the target's soul to prevent them from using Nen... invisibly altering their will.
As for the method of applying this ability, it was through transmission... eye contact, words, text, and so on.
All mediums that carried 'information' could affect the target's soul or mental consciousness.
What was even more terrifying was that even if you shut off all external senses... Oboro could still use his abilities through the connection or resonance established between souls.
It was... impossible to defend against.
In Oboro's eyes, all living beings were not just flesh and blood visible to the eye, but also the soul fire within, symbolizing self-awareness.
He could see it all.
For example, Beyond now.
The soul fire within him burned intensely and powerfully.
But Oboro could change Beyond's soul fire through his own soul pressure.
In this state, Beyond's spirit would sense the abnormality but could not resist.
"It's just a piece of tongue..."
Beyond still had blood on his lips.
As a strong individual of his level, he had precise control over every piece of flesh and blood in his body. Not to mention, during their previous battle, Oboro had considered Beyond's physical strength to be the strongest among humans.
"If it were half a year ago, your soul might have held some appeal to me, but now... I'm not very interested in you."
Oboro said, walking away leisurely.
This was also why he hadn't taken Beyond seriously.
The soul dropped by Beyond was not comparable to Netero's, let alone the Ant King's...
However, absorbing it could still provide some improvement.
Seeing Oboro approach, Beyond took a step back, controlling his muscles as if speaking in ventriloquism, "I can't believe you're actually human... Your current power has transcended the framework of 'Nen abilities' and is too similar to those unknowns on the Dark Continent... I'm afraid, right now, the only thing that can threaten you is the rules, right?"
Beyond knew Oboro was going to kill him, but he felt no panic or fear.
People like him would not fear death... all they felt was unwillingness.
Rather than being killed by someone else, Beyond preferred to die on the journey of exploring the Dark Continent.
He wanted to witness that world and unveil the mysteries of the unknown.
"It doesn't necessarily have to be rules. If you can reach the pinnacle in a certain aspect of power, transform, and reach the same level as me... I naturally won't be able to kill you. The soul is just one of the fundamental forces in the world. There are many others... such as time, space, wishes, or attributes of a single element, all of which are very powerful."
Oboro responded as if chatting.
"My life, my plans, and what I can achieve and reach, is only the soul."
"…"
"Oboro, let me join you!"
"Netero is dead, the constraints above us are gone. I can provide you with a lot of help. Take me with you! In the current human world, I am the most valuable to you. The V5 cannot stop us either... Let us leave an indelible mark on the course of human history."
Beyond took another step back.
He didn't want to die like this, but he also knew... what he was facing.
There was no escape.
To be honest, the current Oboro was like some creature from the Dark Continent.
"Anything you want me to do..."
Beyond said.
Although Oboro was still several meters away, Beyond suddenly felt his heart pound, his will becoming weary.
The soul fire burning fiercely within him was compressed into the size of a flame by a fluctuation.
Beyond's soul was relatively tough and strong, so to devour it like the princes and consorts using ghosts would waste some time...
Oboro could only control it, he couldn't directly kill the opponent with soul pressure.
There was a simpler way.
It was that feeling again!
Beyond finally stopped retreating. He discovered he couldn't use Nen anymore!
"Give me a chance, and I'll prove it to you!"
Beyond forced himself to gather his spirits and said in a deep voice.
"Stop shouting. I told you long ago, in my eyes, you are nothing but trash." Oboro remained unmoved.
Looking at the unceasing killing intent in Oboro's eyes and his approaching figure.
Beyond's heels suddenly dug into the ground, preparing to spring up... Even if he couldn't use Nen, he was still strong with pure physical strength... Although, confronting Nen with pure physical strength was laughable.
But he had no other trump cards.
He couldn't just sit and wait to die. Even if the hope was slim, he had to try.
However, before he could make a move.
Oboro was already beside him.
One hand in his pocket, the other holding the head he had just removed from Beyond's neck.
Blood dripped continuously from the severed neck, splashing onto the ground.
Dead?
Beyond's brain paused slightly.
He knew about Oboro's physical strength, having fought him once.
No matter how strong his Nen... personal drive still relied on the body. In terms of physical quality, Oboro should not be comparable to him... How could this be?
This physical strength... it was simply...
"Netero's soul is also in my hell, waiting for you."
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