Time passed in a flash.
Evening.
The setting sun outside the window cast its light into the room, with dust motes dancing in the beams.
Bathed in the twilight, Lynn stood in place, surrounded by a surging, translucent Nen, a portion of which flowed toward his eyes.
[Gyo], an Advanced technique beyond the Four Major Principles, allowed one to see others’ Nen and Nen Abilities by focusing Nen into the eyes.
Most of the time, ordinary people cannot see the battles of Nen Users precisely because of this.
In battles between Nen Users, not knowing [Gyo] is extremely fatal.
If you cannot even see your opponent’s movements, how can you talk about fighting?
Therefore, he took the time to learn this technique first and spends a certain amount of effort on it every day.
Calculating the time, it was time for him to go collect his money; once he had the money, he could head elsewhere to manifest cards.
Lynn navigated through the alleys, expertly finding his way into the Underworld arena, his face devoid of any tension.
This was the confidence brought by his strength.
As long as one possesses sufficient strength, one can calmly handle any situation.
The arena was not open today; there wasn’t even a single security guard at the entrance.
As soon as he stepped into the hall, Lynn sensed that something was wrong.
Looking ahead, he saw two people at a round table.
One was Kenny, and the other, a stranger, caught his attention.
The man appeared to be about forty, dressed in a crisp, plain suit.
He was tall and lean with a sallow, gaunt face and gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze giving off a gloomy, menacing feeling.
Lynn narrowed his eyes…
No life energy was drifting above his head.
Ordinary people do not know [Ten], so they let their life energy dissipate, whereas Nen Users can firmly contain it on their body surface.
Clearly, this was a Nen User!
“Kenny, where is my money?”
“Or did my one hundred million jenny take human form?” Lynn said expressionlessly, roughly guessing Kenny’s intentions.
So, he was being targeted.
As expected, he had guessed as much before; it seemed he was right.
“You’re on the verge of death and don’t even know it?” Kenny chuckled while biting his cigar.
“Well, that’s to be expected, since you’re just an ordinary person who doesn’t understand the power of someone as great as Lord Brent.”
“It’s a pity. If you had just handed over that reindeer that day, you wouldn’t have to die… Now, just go to your death obediently.”
Kenny knew exactly how terrifying the Brent beside him was!
Just one look from him was enough to make him collapse to the ground!
Even bullets couldn’t hurt him.
Facing such a superhuman existence, what could an ordinary person like Lynn use to resist?
“Kenny… there was one mistake in what you just said,” Brent spoke slowly, his voice raspy like a viper’s, his gaze toward Lynn growing with fervent interest.
“He is not an ordinary person; he is a Nen User, just like me~”
Just as Lynn saw that Brent was a Nen User, Brent had also discovered this point, but it did not make him wary; instead, it piqued his interest.
His experiment was just missing a Nen User!
Look, hadn’t the experimental material just delivered itself to his door?
Lynn…
is also a Nen User?!
Kenny’s pupils constricted; he had completely failed to consider this.
The ordinary person he had assumed was actually a superhuman like Lord Brent?
How could such a coincidence happen!
Kenny panicked.
What if Brent lost to Lynn?
“Kid, you’re very lucky to have met me today.” Brent’s tone was arrogant as he revealed a twisted smile.
“You won’t die. On the contrary, you will live forever as art!”
The next moment, Brent suddenly erupted with Aura, his malicious Nen pouring out, and the air seemed to freeze instantly.
He raised his hands, wiggling his fingers, and Nen threads extended from his fingertips, forming two creatures of vastly different appearances.
On the left was a giant bear with a scar running across its face, appearing exceptionally ferocious.
On the right was a large dog on all fours, but eerily, it had a man’s face, which looked very uncomfortable.
Brent’s eyes flickered; he clearly regarded Lynn as his prey.
His Nen Ability was called [Corpse Artist], belonging to the Manipulation category.
As long as he tortured the target to death, there was a small chance for Death Nen to be born, at which point he could turn the corpse into his own Nen Beast to command.
If he stitched different corpses together, the success rate would drop, but the potential upon success would increase.
Restriction 1: Must torture the target to death, allowing the target to be filled with malice.
Restriction 2: The material must produce Death Nen after death to be crafted into a Nen Beast.
Restriction 3: One hand can only control one Nen Beast; if the Nen Beast corresponding to an arm dies, that arm is forced into a state of [Zetsu] for a short time.
One’s character and hobbies can be seen from their Nen Ability.
Brent’s Nen Ability required torturing living things, even stitching humans and beasts together, showing he was a complete pervert.
Although Lynn didn’t know the specific ability, just seeing that man-faced beast showed that the opponent was definitely a dark-hearted person.
Such people often act extremely, and in some respects, they are quite easy to deal with.
Judging solely by the intensity of his Nen, Lynn estimated that the opponent was about the same as him, around Rank C+, which meant he did have some skill, no wonder he was so confident.
“Do you see it! My supreme art!”
Brent’s face flushed, a look of fanaticism appearing as he said excitedly:
“I will torture you to death little by little, then stitch you together with other creatures to become my new piece of art!”
Kenny couldn’t see Brent’s Nen Beast, but he was so frightened by the malicious Aura that he flopped onto his chair, gasping for air, feeling a chill run down his spine…
“It seems like you think you’ve got me in the bag, huh?” Lynn’s expression was calm, his tone still indifferent in the face of the grandstanding Brent.
“It’s a pity, but I’m going to have to disappoint you.”
In an instant, a brilliant white light burst forth in front of Lynn, and the cards materialized.
Two figures appeared on the scene!
The cute Chopper, and a powerhouse dressed in a black suit, biting a cigar, exuding the style of a Mafia godfather!
[Name: Capone Bege]
[Rank: B]
[Type: Character Card]
[Background: Pirate King]
[Introduction: One of the Worst Generation and the Supernovas, the overlord of the West Blue Underworld, a Mafia godfather who ate the Castle-Castle Fruit, possesses considerable strength, and is a natural leader.]
Capone Bege was the card finally manifested after absorbing the characteristics of Yorknew, and he was a cut stronger than Chopper.
The strength of this card did not represent his strength in the original work; it would fluctuate based on the strength of the enemies defeated and the significance of the special location, potentially being stronger or weaker than the original.
Currently, the Chopper and Capone Bege in his hands were both weaker than in the Pirate King original.
But as long as they were given some time, they could grow to the level of the original, or even exceed it.
In an instant, the Aura erupting from the two card characters blanketed the scene, presenting an overwhelming situation.
Brent’s face turned pale, his pupils trembling violently.
Are you kidding me!
These are all Nen Beasts that this kid possesses?
Judging by their energy, they were clearly superior to his Nen Beasts!