After a moment, Oboro loosened his grip and threw the fat man aside like garbage. His eyes turned toward the distance, focusing on the corner where the Kakin royal family and all the princes and princesses had been seated.
But at this time, everyone had disappeared. Under the protection of their private soldiers, they had retreated first.
They hadn't run far, though.
As soon as the thought formed in his mind, Oboro's Nen released instantly, spreading out like a tsunami and sweeping in all directions. Suddenly, the sky became dark and silent, as if night had fallen. The group of princes and private soldiers who were still fleeing were swallowed up by the darkness before they could even turn around.
When the black tide receded and returned to Oboro's body, these people were already lifeless, collapsing to the ground. Dead.
The Kakin royal family only needed to keep Nasubi. As for the others neither the princes nor the princesses were necessary.
"My Lord!" At this time, Nasubi, who had fainted earlier, stood up, bowed, and shouted to Oboro.
His aura has changed
"Only those who participate in the succession war can awaken their Guardian Beast Spirits. It seems that these spirits are only applicable during the ritual, but this fat man's Guardian Beast has always been present Is this also one of the 'prizes'? Can it leave the ritual?" Oboro contemplated. He wasn't interested in Kakin's history and secrets, including the Egg in the Pot ritual, so he hadn't read Nasubi's memories.
Otherwise, the spirit would not have been allowed to directly occupy this body and become a puppet.
"Although the soul and body are mutually exclusive and have a short shelf life, if they are taken care of more closely, the time limit can be extended. During this period, it will be enough for the Fells Family to control the regime of Kakin," he thought vaguely.
Just he hadn't seen Pariston. Had he run away? Or was he hidden?
Crash.
Suddenly, a strange noise came from a distance. Following the sound, Oboro saw the ancient well was calm. A muddy body crawled out from the collapsed and chaotic soil and rubble.
Beyond.
He was still alive!
Beyond's chest heaved heavily as he half-bent his upper body. He looked up and stared at Oboro with sharp eyes. "Soul You can control, change, and do whatever you want to the soul! A human being can actually cultivate Nen to such a transcendent level. To be honest, this is beyond the level of human power."
"You've lost your tongue, yet you can still speak so clearly. Impressive," Oboro remarked, unsurprised by Beyond's "resurrection."
The opponent's will was strong, and with the blessing of that will, the damage and effect that the soul could inflict was reduced to a certain extent.
In other words, even Beyond, who had been to the Dark Continent, or who was still a top Nen user as long as his spirit was strong enough could be immune to the interference and control of Oboro's Hatsu and have a certain soul resistance.
But the problem was, no one else in the human world could do it Just now, Oboro hadn't killed Beyond because his first target was Nasubi, the king.
In his eyes, Beyond didn't have much presence.
Spirit and thoughts were closely related. Because of this, Oboro could manipulate the target's soul to prevent it from thinking and invisibly change its will.
As for how he exerted this ability, it was through eye contact, words, text, and more. All media that carried "information" could affect the target's soul or spiritual consciousness.
What was even more terrifying was that even if you shut off all external perceptions Oboro could still use his abilities through the connection, or induction, established between souls.
It was defenseless.
In Oboro's eyes, all living things were not just the flesh and blood that appeared in his field of vision, but also the soul fire within them that symbolized self-awareness.
He could see it all.
For example, Beyond now. The soul fire in his body burned fiercely.
But Oboro could use his own soul pressure to change Beyond's soul fire. In this state, Beyond's mind would sense abnormality, but he would be unable to resist it.
"It's just a piece of tongue" Blood trickled from Beyond's mouth.
A warrior of his level had extremely precise control over every piece of flesh and blood in his body. Not to mention that Oboro believed Beyond's physical strength was the best among humans during their previous battle.
"If it was more than half a year ago, your soul would still have some attraction to me, but now I am not very interested in you," Oboro said casually as he walked away leisurely.
This was also why he didn't take Beyond seriously. The souls dropped by Beyond were not as good as those dropped by Netero, and even less valuable than those dropped by the Ant King
However, it could still be improved after absorption.
Seeing Oboro approaching, Beyond took a step back, controlling his muscles as if speaking ventriloquism. "I can't believe you are really human Your current power has already jumped out of the framework of 'Nen', and is too similar to the unknown things in the Dark Continent I'm afraid that the only thing that can threaten you now is the rules, right?"
Although Beyond knew that Oboro intended to kill him, he did not panic or feel scared. People like him didn't fear death they just didn't want to die.
Compared to being killed by others, Beyond would rather die while exploring the Dark Continent. He wanted to see that world and uncover its unknown mysteries.
"It doesn't necessarily have to be a rule. If you can reach the pinnacle of a certain aspect of power and transform to the same level as me I naturally can't kill you. The soul is only one of the original powers in the world. There are many more For example, time, space, wishing, or a single element and other attributes are all very powerful," Oboro responded as if they were merely chatting.
"My life and my plans, including what I can do, allow me to reach only the soul."
""
"Oboro, let me join you!" Beyond pleaded. "Netero is dead, and the constraints on our heads are gone. I can provide you with a lot of help, so take me with you! In the current human world, I am the most valuable to you. V5 can't stop us Let us make a bold mark in 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 seemed like some kind of creature from the Dark Continent.
"You can ask me to do anything you want" Beyond said desperately.
Although Oboro was still a few meters away from him, Beyond suddenly felt frightened and his will fell into a state of fatigue. The soul fire burning fiercely in his body was suddenly compressed to the size of a mere flame by an invisible wave.
Beyond's soul was tougher and stronger than most, so if Oboro wanted to devour him with his Hatsu as he had done to kill the princes and princesses, it would take some time Oboro could control, but he couldn't use soul pressure to directly kill an opponent of Beyond's caliber.
There was an easier way.
It's that feeling again! Beyond finally stopped retreating as he found that he could no longer use his Nen!
"Give me a chance and I'll prove it to you!" Beyond forced himself to rally and spoke in a deep voice.
"Stop yelling. I've already told you that you are trash in my eyes." Oboro remained unmoved.
There was murderous intent in Oboro's eyes as he drew closer.
Beyond suddenly pushed against the ground with his heels, preparing to jump up Even if he couldn't use his Nen, he was still formidable with pure physical strength Although using physical prowess to fight against Nen was simply a joke.
But he had no other cards to play.
He couldn't just sit there and wait for death. Even if the hope was slim, he had to try.
But before he could make his move, Oboro was already standing beside him one hand in his pocket, and the other hand holding Beyond's severed head.
Blood continued to drip from the broken neck, splattering onto the ground.
Dead?
Beyond's brain paused for a moment. He was aware of Oboro's physical strength; after all, they had fought each other once. No matter how strong one's Nen was the driving force of an individual still depended on the body. In terms of physical fitness, Oboro should not have been able to match him How could it be? This physical strength was simply
"Netero's soul is also in my hell. He is waiting for you."