BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM—!!!!!!!
A roar beyond the capacity of human language to describe!
It felt as though the entirety of Greed Island violently shuddered under the sheer, apocalyptic weight of the detonation!
A blinding, searing white light instantly swallowed everything within a hundred-ter radius centered on Ryker! Where the light touched, space itself violently distorted, stretching and tearing the very fabric of reality! The hyper-compressed, annihilating plasma erupted like a dam giving way, rushing and sweeping outward in every direction with absolute, unbridled fury!
The first things to be erased were the three lethal Nen needles fired by Illumi.
While still over ten ters away from Ryker, the needles were instantly vaporized by the sheer heat of the lightning. Not even a trace of ash remained!
And imdiately following the needles... was Illumi himself!
For the first ti in his life, the dead, hollow abyss of the assassin's eyes reflected the blinding white light of absolute destruction! An overwhelming, primal terror—sharp as an ice pick—violently pierced his normally numb, apathetic nervous system!
In that split second between life and death, Illumi's bizarrely flexible body arched backward at an angle that defied human anatomy. Simultaneously, an incredibly dense, viscous black Nen poured out of him like spilling ink, desperately trying to form a defensive wall!
Sizzle—!
In the face of the raging plasma, the ink-like Nen evaporated instantly, like snowflakes tossed into a blast furnace!
The blinding lightning washed violently over Illumi's hastily erected defense!
"Urgh!"
A suppressed, agonized groan escaped his lips!
Illumi was sent flying backward like a kite with its string cut. His highly durable black combat uniform was shredded into charred ribbons. His pale, exposed skin was covered in a dense network of electrical burns, wisps of black smoke rising from his flesh.
He crashed into the ground, stumbling several steps before barely managing to stabilize himself. His perfectly immaculate black hair was now a tangled ss plastered to his pale, soot-stained cheeks. A bright trickle of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.
His dead eyes were locked entirely on Ryker, who stood at the center of the lightning storm. For the very first ti, the emotion known as "horror" clearly flickered in the assassin's gaze.
anwhile, the microsecond Ryker detonated the core, Zeno's hands had already snapped out of his sleeves with the speed of striking vipers!
A vast, majestic, and completely overwhelming aura—spinning like a furious tornado—instantly coalesced in front of the old man!
The howling Nen took the distinct shape of a colossal, roaring dragon rearing its head toward the heavens!
[Dragon Head: Fang Thrust]!
KABOOOOOOOM!!!
The annihilating white plasma clashed head-on with the roaring Nen dragon!
The deafening explosion tore through the sky! The resulting shockwave—a massive, physical tsunami of concussive force—swept outward in every direction!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
At the periter of the arena, the remaining rune-engraved stone pillars groaned under the sheer, compounding pressure. Dense webs of cracks spread across their surfaces before they completely gave way!
The iridescent Nen do enclosing the arena flickered and warped violently, screaming as if it were about to shatter!
The supposedly indestructible white tiles of the arena floor were ripped up in massive sheets, instantly pulverized into dust! Plus of debris mixed with violently chaotic energy currents, completely shrouding the center of the arena!
The surviving players—already traumatized by Ulquiorra's attack—were sent flying like dead leaves in a hurricane!
Their screams were instantly drowned out by the roar of the explosion. The weaker players were literally torn apart by the sheer turbulence of the clashing energies!
"Madn! They're all completely insane!"
Soros shrieked in absolute terror. Aaron and Lilith desperately shielded him as the three of them were blown backward like bowling pins, tumbling helplessly across the ruined ground.
Under Razor's frantic screaming, the Ga Master team had barely managed to snap out of the lingering effects of Kyoka Suigetsu. The thirty figures (Ga Masters and Shadow Warriors combined) poured every ounce of their aura into erecting a massive, do-shaped energy shield, struggling desperately to withstand the devastating shockwaves.
Every single Ga Master's face was as white as a sheet, their eyes wide with profound disbelief.
The defensive line they had been so incredibly proud of felt completely, laughably fragile when caught in the crossfire of these two non-human monsters!
Slowly, the dust and energy turbulence dissipated, revealing the apocalyptic wasteland that used to be the Crown Arena.
Ryker still stood in his original position. Tiny arcs of residual lightning danced around his body. The golden glow of his [A.T. Field - Modified] had dimd significantly, but his posture remained as straight and unyielding as a spear. He was breathing slightly heavily, but his eyes were sharp as daggers, locked onto his opponent.
The ground beneath Zeno had caved in, forming a massive crater. One of the wide sleeves of his gray martial arts uniform had been completely shredded by the plasma, exposing his incredibly dense, muscular arm.
He slowly pulled his hands back, tucking them into his ruined sleeves. Every trace of the playful, condescending attitude he had shown earlier was gone. It was replaced by an unprecedented, heavy solemnity... and a terrifying, predator-like thrill!
"Good! 'Fists make the rules'... excellent!"
Zeno's voice carried a strange, vibrating resonance, like the low growl of a dragon. "Young man, you are far more interesting... than I anticipated!"
His cloudy, ancient eyes pierced the settling dust, locking firmly onto Ryker.
An aura far vaster, denser, and infinitely more terrifying than his previous bloodlust began to slowly rise from his hunched fra, like an ancient, slumbering leviathan finally waking from its rest!
This aura was no longer re killing intent. It carried a majestic, overwhelming weight—an aura that felt like it commanded the heavens and governed the forces of nature itself!
"It has been many years... since I've t an opponent capable of making get serious."
Zeno slowly shifted his stance, adopting an ancient, traditional martial arts form. His movents were incredibly slow and heavy, as if he were physically pushing against an invisible mountain.
As he moved, the atmosphere above the arena changed drastically!
Invisible air currents frantically gathered and spun, forming a massive cyclone that covered half the stadium!
It was the opening stance of the ultimate, legendary assassination art: [100-Type Guanyin]!
The true, legendary assassin was finally going all out!
The entire arena fell into a deathly, suffocating silence.
Every survivor—player and Ga Master alike—held their breath, their hearts pounding against their ribs. Everyone instinctively knew that the next clash would be an earth-shattering, ultimate collision that would decide everything!
Just as the tension reached its absolute zenith, and the very air seed to solidify—
"Mr. Zeno! Please stop!"
A sharp, frantic female voice suddenly rang out from the edge of the arena!
But Zeno's focus was absolute. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a strange, piercing clarity, each word striking like a heavy drumbeat on the hearts of everyone present. As he completed his ancient stance, the sheer atmospheric pressure he generated caused the shattered tiles around him to tremble and crumble into dust.
"Old man, you talk too much!"
Ryker's eyes were piercing. He didn't retreat an inch.
He violently thrust his right arm forward, his fingers spread wide, palm facing the sky! The raging Lightning Nen inside him was compressed to its absolute limit, igniting a point of blinding, searing white light in his palm! The brilliance was so intense it actually forced back the overwhelming atmospheric pressure generated by Zeno!
"Lightning Core: Heavenly Smite—Release!"
BOOOOOOOM—!!!
An explosion of destructive energy, infinitely more concentrated and violent than the last, erupted! This ti, it wasn't a sweeping flood of plasma. Ryker had forcefully compressed the detonation into a single, hyper-condensed beam of searing white lightning, only the thickness of an arm!
The lightning beam shrieked, tearing through the air. Ignoring the concept of distance, it shot forward like the Spear of Longinus, aiming directly at the center of Zeno's stance—the invisible "core" of his martial art!
Speed! Speed that transcended the limits of human thought!
"Bring it on!"
A brilliant light exploded in Zeno's cloudy eyes, and he let out a low roar like a dragon! His fully charged stance was suddenly thrust forward!
VMMMMM—!!!
The space in front of him seed to be violently grabbed and compressed by an invisible giant hand! His vast, ocean-like aura instantly materialized!
A colossal, terrifyingly majestic illusion of a multi-ard Buddhist deity—composed entirely of pure, golden Nen—violently manifested behind Zeno!
The Guanyin illusion stood dozens of ters tall. Its thousand arms spread wide, casting a massive shadow over half the arena! Every single palm was flawlessly detailed, radiating a terrifying, mountain-shattering power!
[100-Type Guanyin: First Hand]!
One of the massive palms of the Guanyin illusion, carrying the 'rciful' intent to pacify all worldly chaos, swung down to intercept the annihilating beam of white lightning!
The Palm of rcy versus the Spear of Destruction!
KABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM—!!!!!!!!
An explosion beyond human comprehension! It felt as though the sky was collapsing and the earth was sinking into the abyss!
Two energies that completely surpassed the absolute limits of human imagination violently collided in the center of the arena!
A blinding light instantly devoured everything! The sheer intensity of the luminescence made ti itself seem to freeze.
There was no imdiate shockwave. There was no sound. There was only pure light and the absolute will of destruction silently grinding against each other!
And then... the true, cosmic explosion finally arrived!
BOOOOOOM!!!!!!
A physical storm of raw energy erupted from the point of impact, expanding outward in a perfect sphere! The indestructible white tiles of the arena were peeled up like wet cardboard and instantly vaporized into fine powder! The ground violently caved in, forming a massive crater!
At the periter, the remaining rune-engraved pillars could no longer hold on. They let out a despairing groan before completely collapsing into rubble!
The seven-colored Nen do above them, battered like glass struck by a sledgehamr, was instantly covered in a massive spiderweb of cracks. It flickered violently, emitting a piercing, high-pitched screech as it teetered on the absolute brink of total collapse!
"Aaaaaagh—!"
"Shields! Keep the shields up!"
The terrified screams of the surviving players were instantly swallowed by the storm.
Soros, Aaron, and Lilith's combined Nen shield popped like a soap bubble. The three of them were violently thrown backward like discarded ragdolls, vomiting blood!
The massive barrier erected by the thirty Ga Masters violently warped and deford, its light rapidly dimming. Several of the weaker Ga Masters and their Shadow Warriors simultaneously coughed up blood, their legs buckling!
The [Ga Core] in Razor's hand humd and flashed erratically. His face was ghastly pale as he desperately poured every ounce of his remaining aura into the orb, trying to stabilize the spatial integrity of the collapsing arena!
In the center of the storm, the chaotic currents of white and gold energy violently tore at each other!
Zeno's hair and beard whipped wildly in the wind, his gray uniform snapping violently. The ground beneath him had completely vanished, but he stood as immovable as a mountain. His hands remained locked in the pushing stance, acting as an endless wellspring of aura feeding the colossal Guanyin illusion!
The Guanyin's massive palm ground against the destructive lightning spear. At the exact point of contact, the very fabric of space was twisting and tearing!
Lightning danced wildly around Ryker. The golden film of his [A.T. Field - Modified] flickered erratically under the apocalyptic energy clash, emitting an ominous, strained creaking sound.
His eyes were completely ice-cold. He pushed his aura output to the absolute maximum. The hyper-compressed beam of lightning acted like a drill, frantically grinding against the Guanyin's palm!
A stalemate! An absolute, catastrophic stalemate!
However, just as the clash of these transcendent powers reached its absolute peak, and the structural integrity of the space was stretched to its thinnest limit—
RIIIIIP—!
A terrifying, ear-piercing sound—like a massive sheet of thick canvas being violently ripped in half—suddenly echoed from the very center of the energy storm!
At the exact point where the Guanyin's palm t the lightning beam, space itself... tore open!
It wasn't a normal crack.
It was a deep, pitch-black, violently writhing spatial fissure! Dark purple lightning crackled around its edges, opening and closing like the ragged wound of a living beast. What poured out of the rift wasn't air, but a viscous, freezing, and utterly putrid "alien" energy!
This energy instantly overwheld both Zeno's majestic aura and Ryker's destructive lightning! It felt like it originated from a completely different dinsion—an older, infinitely more dangerous world!
The re leakage of this aura caused a primal, uncontrollable terror to bloom in the deepest depths of everyone's souls. It was the feeling of an ant staring up at an unfathomable, cosmic abyss!
"That aura... the Dark Continent?!"
For the very first ti, Zeno's stoic face contorted in genuine, absolute shock. The sheer horror of the realization caused a minuscule, yet critical, fluctuation in the aura fueling the 100-Type Guanyin!
"A spatial rift?!"
Razor's pupils shrank to pinpricks. He stared at the expanding fissure, screaming in horror. "Impossible! The Ga Core's barrier was breached?!"
"Now's our chance!"
A deep, wild, and incredibly greedy roar exploded from the edge of the chaotic energy storm!
Almost the exact second the spatial rift tore open, the space on the far side of the arena rippled violently! Three figures, moving with the speed and coordination of apex predators, forcefully breached the arena!
Leading the charge was a man built like a mountain. He had wild, fiery red hair, and his bare, hyper-muscular torso was covered in strange, dark-red tribal tattoos. He radiated the ferocious, tyrannical aura of a prehistoric beast.
Beyond Netero!
His eyes burned with insane ambition and greed, locked entirely onto the [Ruler's Blessing]crystal still floating miraculously in the center of the chaotic storm!
To his left was a figure completely wrapped in dirty gray bandages, revealing only a pair of emotionless gray eyes. He glided silently across the ground, moving so fast he left afterimages. His fingers danced in a blur, shooting out thousands of practically invisible Nen threads that perfectly deflected the stray lightning and pulverized debris!
Manipulator: Mumyo!
His sole objective was to control the battlefield, clearing the path for Beyond!
And to Beyond's right was a hunched, elderly man wearing a filthy, bloodstained lab coat. A sickly, fanatical smile stretched across his face. In his arms, he carried a massive glass vat filled with viscous green fluid.
Floating inside the vat was a massive, bloodshot, yellow eyeball, surrounded by violently twitching, disembodied organs!
The old man muttered a rapid, incomprehensible chant. The giant eyeball inside the vat suddenly snapped toward Zeno! A beam of sickly, dark-green light—pulsing with pure, concentrated filth and cursed energy—shot out like a viper, aiming directly at the old assassin while he was distracted by the spatial rift!
Cursed Shaman of the Kakin Empire!
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