Hunter x Hunter : Germain Joins The Hunt

The dense golden dragon arrows not only covered the entire basin but also spread out into the surrounding forest!

Such a concentrated attack was terrifying and hopeless. There was no way to dodge it, except for the position where Zeno stood!

"Little brat, fly outside the boundary!"

Zeno forced Germain to make a choice. Then, in the next moment, his eyes widened.

Whoosh—

A vortex powerful enough to change the entire battlefield suddenly appeared!

The golden dragon arrows, which were originally a full-range concentrated attack, were all forced to change direction, drawn into the vortex!

After a brief pause, all the golden dragon arrows aimed at the same direction, targeting Germain at the center of the vortex.

Even Zeno had to brace himself, gathering his Nen to avoid being sucked into the violent vortex.

What is he doing? Is he trying to kill himself?

No, wait, the dragons are all locking onto one spot. That means there is a large space in front of him to move!

Sure enough, in the next moment, Germain broke free from the vortex and rushed toward Zeno.

The dragons, following gravity and inertia, all gathered behind Germain and collided together, exploding with a loud bang!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—

Amid the golden light exploding everywhere, Germain charged toward Zeno with great momentum.

Whoosh—

At the same time, a huge figure tore through the blinding golden light and revealed itself.

It was Ominous Undead, covered with patches of black fur, yet it held a massive flamethrower in its hands, releasing a sea of flames!

Whoosh, whoosh—

In an instant, Zeno's field of vision was filled with flames, as if he had been thrown into hell!

Burned by the intense heat as though undergoing torture, he suddenly began to laugh loudly.

"That's right, little brat, if you want to beat me, use all your strength! There's no room for mercy!"

"Hehehehe!"

The giant purple-toothed dragon tore through the flames, raised its head proudly, and opened its massive mouth, preparing to bite down on the close-approaching Germain.

Crack—

Germain didn't even look. He swung his left hand, and his Nen conjured a massive Cleaver, which chopped off the head of the Tooth Dragon, scattering it entirely!

Hmm?!

Zeno tightly pressed his lips together, ready to charge in for another attack. But suddenly, he felt a murderous Nen coming at him. He tried to dodge, but realized it was too late!

Two bone claws swung at him from either side, carrying terrifying pressure, like two heavy hammers slamming together, trying to crush Zeno like an iron stone!

Boom—

Zeno couldn't avoid it. He pushed his palms to the sides, and the purple dragon Nen surged like a rainbow, forcibly holding back the bone claws.

"Damn…"

But the claws kept pressing, and it seemed they were about to close in on him!

Zeno shook, then yelled out and clenched his teeth.

With golden light shining, he managed to push the claws a little further away. Unfortunately, he couldn't fully push them back or destroy them!

At that moment, Germain had already closed the distance.

His eyes locked onto Zeno.

A wave of killing intent rushed at him, instantly engulfing Zeno, making him feel a suffocating sensation that he hadn't experienced in a long time.

Zeno's defense was wide open, and he had no more means to dodge or defend!

He chuckled, giving a look as though he was ready to face death calmly.

The desire for bloodshed grew stronger, and Germain could barely hold back the urge to kill Zeno.

But in the end, at the last moment, he regained his composure, and his eyes cleared.

Boom—

His Nen was abruptly withdrawn, like a giant cloak being shaken into the air, before exploding with a loud sound.

The owner of the bone claws, the Ominous Undead, vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

The battle ended in an instant. The world fell silent for a moment, and the entire basin was unrecognizable.

Zeno lowered his arms, which were trembling from pain, and wiped away his smile. He suddenly felt a sense of loss, then closed his eyes.

"I lost."

Zeno spoke the words of voluntary surrender, then opened his eyes, his hands clasped behind his back.

It was hard to imagine that such a frail and hunched body, over sixty years old, had just unleashed such powerful energy.

"Did you enjoy yourself?"

Zeno's question left Germain noticeably stunned.

"Hahaha... you actually reacted like this... I'll assume you had fun. Let's go, we're heading up."

Zeno twirled his almost right-angle-shaped white mustache between his fingers, smiling as he turned around and confidently began walking toward the top of the basin.

He walked along the sloped earth wall as if it were flat ground, without any sign of slipping or losing balance.

Germain, dressed in a black cloak, followed like a shadow.

The two of them silently climbed out of the basin. The boundary that Netero had originally set had long been blurred due to their intense battle.

Silva walked over calmly, quickly accepting the fact that his father had also surrendered to Germain.

Perhaps, for other proud and self-important individuals, surrender would be a humiliation, but the father and son did not have such a psychological burden.

"Great battle."

That was Silva's evaluation.

Germain's reply was brief, simply "Thank you." He was still immersed in the fast-paced rhythm of the earlier battle, not quite able to shake it off.

The boiling blood and the desire to kill during that time made Germain wonder whether it was the effect of his bloodlust or if it was just his nature.

It took quite a while before he truly calmed down.

Zeno glanced at him, thought of something, and slowly turned around to face him.

"Germain, what Netero said at the banquet yesterday was very interesting. It made me think of a question."

"What question?" Germain looked at Zeno, somewhat curious.

A playful smile appeared on Zeno's wrinkled face.

"The chimera ants that appeared this time, many of them have memories from their human lives, their bodies mixed with human genes. They can talk to humans, make the same judgments and actions as humans."

"They are like humans, with personalities that differ—cunning, greedy, curious, kind, smart, foolish, stubborn, brilliant..."

"Even more, they have occupied the Republic of East Gorteau, carrying out a massacre of humans, trying to turn the 'inferior races' into something as noble as themselves."

"One could say, apart from their appearance, they are no different from the members of dictatorial governments in other parts of the Six Continents who rule with bloodshed."

"So, why are we going through all this trouble to deal with them, but we turn a blind eye to other governments in the world that are also tyrannical? Is there a difference between them?"

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