Chapter 258: Finding that power!

The teleporting rainbow light descended from the sky, revealing Oboro's figure. In his hands were the diary and cigarettes given to him by Gabwich.

A diary is meant to recall cherished memories when loneliness creeps in. Cigarettes to ease the fatigue that weighs on the soul.

The location where Oboro was teleported was a swamp within the oasis. As soon as he appeared, large bubbles emerged from the mud, floating eerily into the air. They gathered together, forming ethereal light bodies that approached him.

Oboro's expression remained unchanged as he raised his hand and waved. The space in front of him exploded, forming a vacuum in the area. All creatures in the swamp, along with mud and water, were suddenly blown high into the sky and splashed far away.

In a sense, Menchi and the other two's departure had completely liberated Oboro's Nen. He finally didn't have to worry about anything or focus on his teammates constantly.

Then, the souls floated towards him and merged into his body. Oboro walked forward alone.

After walking for a while, he stepped into a dense forest. Without warning, a burst of sharp, piercing sounds cut through the air.

The high-speed moving objects were invisible to the naked eye flea-like microorganisms swaying through space. Both their speed and power were ten thousand times that of ordinary bullets. They were parasitic; once they entered a living organism, they would lay eggs in its flesh and blood. They were considered a dominant species in the oasis.

Oboro strolled leisurely, as if unaware of everything around him. He was deep in thought.

Suddenly, a piercing sound rushed toward him.

Oboro raised his fingers and moved his arms in rapid succession. His movements mimicked those of a flea, so fast they became invisible But he didn't flinch. The direction in which his fingertips pointed pierced the sky with a resounding bang. The disrupted air waves rushed forward a thousand meters, obliterating all microorganisms in their path.

What's more, all the enormous trees collapsed in an instant. The aftermath was horrifying.

A quarter hour later, when he walked out of the forest, the dense woodland behind him had been razed to the ground.

Oboro put his hands in his pockets and looked straight ahead. It seemed only now did his mind return to reality.

"Another dimension," Oboro muttered to himself.

The Dark Continent has the power to break through dimensions! The Demon King knew he was a time traveler at a glance because his soul contained memories of his previous life, which the Demon King could easily perceive. The reason why the Demon King wanted to recruit him was to reach Earth and conquer it.

Compared to this world, Earth was like an untouched treasure a place where the Demon King could become the sole "overlord." Like a preacher, he wanted all humans to submit to him and believe in him, creating a utopia that belonged entirely to the "Demon King."

In the Dark Continent, besides the Demon King, there were other extraordinary high-level creatures.

Oboro didn't care about the Demon King's ambitions. What interested him was the power that transcended dimensions.

"The Demon King himself doesn't possess the power to break through dimensions, but someone in the Dark Continent must such as Alluka," Oboro considered.

Alluka is a being of rules. As long as the energy released is great enough, there is nothing it cannot accomplish. If you make a wish to travel to another world, perhaps it would work.

There must be something more powerful than Alluka in the Dark Continent.

"I am a soul that traveled through time, so the only way to cross dimensions is with the soul. It's impossible to bring the physical body, or at least extremely difficult." A gleam of interest flickered in Oboro's eyes.

"I guessed it right."

Oboro's lips curled into a smile.

When he received the system that year, he paid attention to a particular text: Become the Supreme Will!

Will concerns the soul.

The system's initial ability was intelligent calculation and recommendation, based on memories from his previous life It was also connected to the soul, with the system merging with his own. Becoming the supreme will here, opening the path to growth It might not just mean a world of Hunters.

We need to understand that, beyond highlighting personal ability and value, what is the purpose of having a supreme personal will or soul? It shouldn't be merely proof, but must have a purpose

There are so many heroes and skills in the game why did Oboro choose Thresh?

Why? Soul.

"Besides conquering this place we must also find that power."

Oboro had formulated a plan. The message the devil revealed unintentionally was crucial.

A few months later, Oboro returned to the city's residential area. He explored several other huts, but found nothing. Just like the empty city they had visited earlier, all humans had vanished sacrificed. Both soul and flesh had become the devil's playthings.

For what the devil considered a worthless species, bringing pleasure to higher life forms was their greatest value.

Oboro crossed the river and came to another area on the opposite side of the thatched cottage. This place also bordered the desert, but he had never visited before because it was too dangerous with Menchi and the others present.

Here, sinkholes housed giant green sandworms and human-headed spider crabs.

He would scan the map and absorb as many powerful souls as possible to grow stronger before finding the door. Even after glimpsing only a fraction of the Demon King's power, he could clearly see the vast gap between them. The road ahead remained long.

"These are the purple-skinned thorn trees" The next day, Oboro walked beneath towering trees, gazing up at the strange vegetation. On the map, these three trees stood prominently in the cenote, immediately catching the eye. But seeing them in person revealed their true magnificence he couldn't even glimpse their tops when looking up.

They were far taller than the world tree among humans, the largest trees he had ever encountered.

BOOM!

A terrifying suction force suddenly erupted from behind. The surrounding sand, gravel, and soil rushed skyward like a torrent, drawn up by the powerful pull.

Oboro's legs, like steel spikes, remained firmly embedded in the ground, unmoved.

As he walked, he no longer maintained his state of absolute Zetsu. His aura was fully released, his life energy bursting forth intuitively Any creature could sense him. Like a light moving through darkness, he was extremely conspicuous.

Oboro turned slowly. Above, a massive mouth shaped like a black hole dominated the sky. The enormous green monster emerging from the ground was almost as tall as the thorny tree. Oboro's body wasn't even as large as a single hair on the sandworm's massive form.

The green sandworm sought to swallow Oboro with this simple display of brute force.

The sky churned in chaos as he stared at the pitch-black body of the creature, his eyes filled with excited murderous intent. He felt the sandworm's "invitation to fight."

"Your soul is delicious"

Oboro smiled as soul fire rippled around his body, transforming him into the appearance of Thresh. As black fog rolled upward, Thresh's form grew larger, his Nen surging.

Though far smaller than the sandworm, he now rivaled the height of lesser creatures.

"Bring it on!"

As soon as he spoke, Thresh let out a soul-shaking roar. The chain and giant axe in his hands immediately chopped toward the sandworm. Simultaneously, from the black tide of ghost fog, malevolent spirits and several powerful entities emerged one after another.

A battle within the food chain had begun!

The conflict didn't last long just a few minutes before the sandworm crashed to the ground. Oboro, seated atop the ghost fog, slowly descended, stepping on the sandworm's corpse as he returned to his original state.

"Not bad."

He smiled with satisfaction.

Treading on the sandworm's skin, he turned and headed eastward, moving swiftly. Days later, he reached another corner of the sinkhole.

A terrifying creature lay sleeping deeply on the ground. Following a dust-raising gust, a man stepped forward to stand before it.

This monster was the sinkhole's other conspicuous overlord a massive being with a human head, a white bone face, a spider-like body, and a pair of crab claws.

Strange sounds emanated from the skeleton's eye sockets. Eyeballs covered with blood and skin rose from the skull to appear in the sockets, staring directly at the tiny human before it.

It had awakened.

The enormous body began to rise, trembling. The ground shook and mountains quaked.

"HOWL!"

The monster roared, releasing a terrible sound and hurricane-force winds.

It sensed humanity's provocation.

"Don't be angry We must carry this game to its conclusion, determining who sits atop the food chain." Facing the pungent smell and roaring power, Oboro remained calm, walking slowly forward.

After speaking, murderous intent accompanied his will, like an invisible blade piercing the monster's head. It caused the head-crab, which had been preparing to attack, to retract its eyes and retreat.

Then it turned to flee.

Oboro vanished reappearing on its cheek the moment the monster retreated.

His seemingly tiny foot kicked the cheekbone of the human-headed crab with astonishing force. With a thunderous bang, the monster's facial bones exploded instantly, cracks spreading across its skull.

Despite its amazing physique and strength, it was knocked to the ground by the kick.

"Don't waste the genes that allowed you to evolve to this level"

Oboro's face was grim. After speaking, he rushed forward like an anti-aircraft gun. His punches and kicks wildly struck the vital areas of the massive creature.

The scene was both comical and incredible. Compared to the human-headed crab, Oboro's body was microscopic, yet the power generated by his strikes left the creature constantly frustrated and injured, its body trembling and repeatedly falling.

This time, Oboro took longer nearly half an hour because he used only physical attacks without his soul power.

Eventually, the human-headed crab's body was riddled with holes, and it died. The blood flowing from its massive form created a lake-like pool in the sinkhole.

Oboro sat on the monster's body, casually inserting his hands into its flesh and tearing away chunks. He pinched a piece of meat between his fingertips and placed it in his mouth, chewing thoughtfully. Defeating such a large creature, especially a dominant one, had consumed considerable strength, so he needed replenishment.

"That's what's interesting not exploration, but conquest."