"Dead. Then there’s nothing to worry about," Pouf stated calmly. He wouldn’t allow any potential threat to the King to exist. Since it’s dea
"Dead. Then there’s nothing to worry about," Pouf stated calmly.
He wouldn’t allow any potential threat to the King to exist.
Since it’s dead, there’s nothing to fear.
The three Royal Guards maintained a facade of composure, but the King’s disappointment was palpable. Their eyes flickered slightly.
The King continued, "From that creature’s belly, I tasted an unparalleled delicacy.
It must have been the king of the exceptional humans!" He touched his lips, a lingering expression of longing on his face.
"That flavor... I still can’t forget it. I find myself constantly thinking about when I might taste it again."
"It’s dead! What a waste," he sighed, his voice laced with genuine regret.
Apparently unable to bear the thought of never experiencing that exquisite taste again, the King began to devour the food the Royal Guards had prepared with ferocious intensity.
His savage expression caused Pouf to pause, a flicker of concern crossing his features.
Your Majesty seems addicted to this human flesh! Pouf thought, his internal monologue laced with worry.
Human flesh is delicious, but if it has a poisonous effect, influencing His Majesty’s will... that’s unacceptable.
Suddenly, Pouf noticed something extraordinary.
As the King continued to consume the flesh of these exceptional humans, his aura was steadily, noticeably growing stronger. Pouf’s eyes widened in astonishment.
No! It’s not the human flesh affecting His Majesty; it’s... His Majesty’s own power! Pouf realized, a wave of awe washing over him.
Through the act of consumption, the King’s power was increasing exponentially. This was the King’s innate ability!
Of the three Royal Guards, he and Neferpitou had already awakened their inherent abilities. Youpi was still in the process.
The King, whose inherent abilities far surpassed theirs, had seemingly shown no such talent beyond his already formidable aura.
This had been a lingering question in Pouf’s mind.
But today, the answer was revealed. The King’s innate ability had been awakened all along.
As the supreme King, Meruem’s inherent ability was a perfect reflection of the Chimera Ant’s nature: consuming to enhance strength.
Any living being consumed by the King would become a part of his power, augmenting his already immense strength.
This was the King’s inherent ability, a power truly befitting his status.
Possessing this power, Meruem would not only stand at the pinnacle of all creation now, but he would remain there, forever dominating the world as King, with all living creatures as his sustenance.
In that moment, Pouf envisioned a grand, terrifying feast, a convergence of all life, culminating in the King’s absolute dominion.
All eyes were fixed on Loki as his aura erupted in a sudden, violent surge.
A vast ocean of Nen, seemingly appearing out of thin air, crashed towards them like a monstrous wave.
Looking up at the approaching wave of Nen, everyone felt a profound sense of their own insignificance. Chapters fırst released on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝕟𝕖𝕥
Compared to the sheer power emanating from Loki, their own aura felt minuscule, like a single raindrop lost in a vast lake, incapable of creating even the slightest ripple.
This overwhelming sensation was fleeting. In the next instant, a flame materialized in Loki’s palm.
The moment the flame appeared, everyone was captivated, unable to look away.
It was a small flame, yet it radiated an aura that instilled fear and dread in the hearts of all who witnessed it.
Two eyes, seemingly sentient, flickered within the heart of the red flame, calmly observing those around them. These eyes, much like Loki’s own, were devoid of any discernible emotion, maintaining an unsettling stillness.
Kurobina, the fire spirit, blinked slowly, surveying its surroundings with a curious, almost indifferent gaze.
The very notion of a flame possessing its own consciousness sent a wave of apprehension through the onlookers.
This ability was absent from the Association’s collected intelligence.
This meant it was either a newly developed ability, or one Loki had kept carefully concealed until now.
Pyon, of the Zodiacs, watched the small, round Kurobina, resembling a small ball of fire with flickering eyes, finding it strangely cute.
Pyon, who harbored a fondness for adorable things, felt an irresistible urge to reach out and touch the fiery sprite.
However, as her hand moved towards Kurobina, Loki spoke, his voice calm yet firm.
"It’s best not to touch it."
Pyon pouted, her expression suggesting Loki was being unnecessarily stingy.
Ignoring her reaction, Loki continued his explanation.
"It’s a flame spirit. Without its consent, touching it could result in your annihilation."
Turning, Loki placed Kurobina before Pyon. "So far, only I can touch it. If you don’t believe me, feel free to try."
Pariston, keenly observing Kurobina, noted the immense power it radiated.
However, he couldn’t comprehend how such a small entity could possibly transport them all.
After hearing Loki’s explanation and observing Kurobina, Pyon ultimately resisted the urge to touch it.
Ging narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on Kurobina. "Loki, will this little guy really be able to transport us to East Gorteau?" he asked, his voice laced with skepticism.
Putting aside its apparent power, its diminutive size offered little indication of its capacity to transport such a large group.
Loki turned to Ging, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Little guy?" he echoed, his tone laced with amusement.
"It’s hardly a ’little guy’," Loki corrected, casually tossing Kurobina into the air.
The moment it left his hand, a deafening BOOM resounded, shaking the very ground beneath their feet.
In an instant, a colossal, shadowy form rose, enveloping Ging and the others.
A gigantic, crimson behemoth had materialized before them.
The small, ball-like Kurobina from moments before had transformed into a towering, fifteen-meter-tall fiery monster. Its immense size was not cumbersome; its form was surprisingly slender and humanoid, with long, graceful arms, broad forearms, and sharp, claw-like fingers that resembled spear points.
A faint, ethereal starlight seemed to shimmer across its crimson body, giving it a jewel-like brilliance.
Now, everyone finally understood why Ging had referred to Kurobina as a "little guy." Loki’s correction was entirely justified.
Even for a Nen beast, a creature of this size possessed an unimaginable destructive potential. Moreover, it could seemingly levitate and possess the ability to fly.
Even at this enormous size, the aura emanating from Kurobina was astonishingly powerful.
Pyon, who had previously found Kurobina adorable, quickly retreated, her expression now one of fear and awe.
Kurobina gently lowered one of its massive arms, pausing before Loki.
Loki stepped onto the outstretched hand, and Kurobina effortlessly lifted him onto its head.
Perching comfortably atop Kurobina’s head, Loki looked down at Ging and the others.
"Alright, everyone, let’s get on!" he announced.
Ging’s face twitched involuntarily as he looked at Kurobina’s massive arm, lowered once more for them to board. He never could have anticipated that such a tiny flame could undergo such a dramatic transformation.
One by one, the group cautiously climbed onto Kurobina’s arms, before being carefully placed on its broad back.
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