Chapter 42 : 99th Hand!

"Is this the power of Isaac Netero? It's truly terrifying."

As they gazed upon the colossal figure resembling Bodhisattva, like a god, the smile slowly faded from the face of a red-haired man.

Hisoka's eyes widened in astonishment, and for a moment, he wondered if he could withstand even a single blow.

In the Hunter World, it seemed as though many witnessed the very concept of "death" when that colossal palm descended.

It was unbelievable that a man of 120 years still possessed such formidable strength.

One could only imagine how formidable he must have been in his youth!

[The scene unfolds]

The earth quaked and crumbled, countless stones shattered, and dust and debris filled the air.

[Netero patiently awaited, not assuming he could defeat his opponent in a single strike.]

As the dust settled, the Ant King showed only a trickle of purple blood at the corner of his mouth, with no significant injuries.

[Netero appeared slightly taken aback.]

[Even though it was only the first attack, Netero had not held back, yet he hadn't anticipated being unable to breach the defense.]

Without hesitation, Netero launched another attack.

"Third Hand!"

The massive golden Guanyin folded its hands together, attempting to crush the Ant King within its palm.

However, suddenly, its golden palm quivered, as if it were made of molten gold, and a pair of crimson eyes gleamed through the gap.

"Do you truly desire death so much..."

A faint voice emanated, devoid of any discernible emotion.

In that instant, Netero sensed a dreadful premonition assaulting his mind.

The next moment, the Ant King extended his arms, causing the immense golden Guanyin's palm to disintegrate into light.

Startled, Netero stepped back, but then he realized the Ant King had not attacked and had resumed his seated position.

One party clearly didn't wish to engage in combat but rather sought peaceful resolution through conversation, while the other was determined to fight.

"Heh, what's this? Playing house?" Doflamingo, in the world of pirates, sneered with disdain.

Other spectators furrowed their brows.

Initially, 100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva had been an astounding sight, but this turn of events seemed rather dull.

However, one individual found amusement in the situation—Aizen.

It amused him greatly to witness a display of humanity from a seemingly cold-blooded ant creature.

In the Hunters World, Netero shook his head; he had no desire to fight if he could avoid it.

But that was impossible!

[The Ant King appeared nonchalant.]

"Realize that all we can do is communicate through words!" His words reflected absolute confidence, for he currently considered the other's strength insignificant.

Netero, on the other hand, felt frustrated by the Ant King's persistence.

This was a racial conflict, and if it could be resolved through words, there would be no need to worry.

However, he soon realized something important.

The Ant King appeared to be unaware of his name.

As expected, the promise of learning his name enticed the Ant King.

As long as Netero allowed himself to be struck, he would reveal his name to the Ant King.

Off-screen, the Ant King also rose to his feet. He had never known his name since birth.

Seeing this, Netero grinned triumphantly.

At the same time, the symbolic chains that bound him seemed to loosen.

In Netero's eyes, there was a determination to complete his mission, even if it meant sacrificing himself.

[Finally, the true battle was about to commence!]

"It appears I have no choice but to take you seriously!" The Ant King's eyes remained calm as an abyss-like purple aura enveloped his body.

As Netero released his power, a golden radiance surrounded him. He sat cross-legged in mid-air and summoned a Zen-like energy, as if a colossal lotus had sprung beneath him.

In the next moment, Netero's eyes burst open, radiating a brilliant golden light.

The enormous golden Guanyin reappeared.

"100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

"Ninety-nine hand!"

In that instant, the very air seemed to tear apart. The colossal Guanyin unleashed a barrage of strikes almost simultaneously, filling the sky with countless golden palm prints.

Palm after palm, they formed an unbreakable chain, sealing off every escape route for the Ant King.

At that moment, the Ant King was overwhelmed and unable to move.

Was it a thousand palms? Or perhaps ten thousand?

The count was lost in the onslaught.

On the ground, all that could be seen was a formidable golden Guanyin descending like a machine gun, bombarding the earth.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The earth trembled continuously, rocks disintegrated into dust, and as Netero roared, the unrelenting Guanyin displayed no mercy.

A palm, even more potent than before, descended.

The earth resembled a quagmire, soil transformed into towering waves, soaring dozens of meters into the air.

Boom!

In the massive crater, the earth shattered, revealing a hidden palace underneath, now pierced through.

The Ant King plummeted into the abyss, and the colossal Guanyin followed.

Netero gazed upon the Ant King, his expression calm, as if he were stating a simple fact.

"This is your final resting place..."

100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva shone brilliantly at that moment, and the thickest right arm descended.

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