Chapter 156: A-Rank Creature Recorded x Nen Ability Faith Theory
[Notification: Magical Beast Encyclopedia... Recording...]
The giant tail swept across, churning the wind and clouds, blotting out even the sun in the sky!
Roy leaned back, struggling to capture the Sandworm's appearance. Finally... with the aid of En, he glimpsed the Sandworm's full form and recorded it in the [Magical Beast Encyclopedia]...
The familiar notification sound chimed...
[Sandworm Lord: A-Rank Magical Beast (Note: Rating based on Chimera Ant benchmark. Elite Squadron Leader D, Division Commander C, Royal Guard B, Ant King B+)]
[Aura Output: 3,741,254 / 10,000,000]
[Potential Aura: 7,412,812 / 10,000,000]
[Racial Talents... Known 1: [Earth Burrowing] (Note: Treats rock layers as air, moving freely underground without resistance)... Known 2: [Lending] (Note: Can lend its "Nen Abilities/Talents" to the lice colonies living on its body)... Unknown Talents: Unknown.]
[Believers: 100,000 - 500,000]
[Faith Power: 1,784 points]
[Evaluation: It is the King of a forest, the Lord relied upon by thousands of beasts, an existence recognized by forest spirits, a Guardian protecting a region from "Calamities."]
[Note: Humans rashly intruded into its territory without presenting "Proof," thereby incurring its wrath...]
"You broke the rules!"
Looking up at the colossal tail crashing down—so massive the naked eye couldn't even measure it—Roy felt, in that instant... as if he heard this existence, far superior to Meruem the Ant King... roaring in fury!
[The world of man belongs to humans; the world of beasts belongs to beasts.]
The sentence Grandpa Zzigg had marked in the Record of the West Continent flashed through Roy's mind. His vision went black... and he lost consciousness.
In his daze, he seemed to see Netero manifest the "100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva"... Linne blew a breath, instantly inflating into a giant... Grandpa Zzigg threw a card, conjuring a two-headed troll that swung a wolf tooth club, howling as it smashed against the Sandworm's tail...
Only... Roy himself was completely unable to participate in this battle. Even though Zzigg tried to shield him, he couldn't save Roy's life from the Sandworm's furious strike, wrapped in "Faith Power."
Bang~
He was ejected from the Dark Continent and returned to the Hunter world.
[Notice... [Re: Game of the Dead] saved...]
The airtight door rumbled open. The Demonic Eye looked at Roy with affection, curling a tentacle to send him out of the room.
Because combining [Swamp Space], [Blade], and [Ken] to create [Shinso] had nearly drained Roy of all his aura, this time... the boy couldn't even return to [Game of the Dead] via the "Dark Continent Gate" in his "Cognitive World." He returned directly to reality.
Hah...
Physical exhaustion and mental weakness hit him all at once. The boy leaned on his training blade against the closing airtight door, resting for a moment. Filled with questions, he stumbled out of the tunnel, appearing before Scarface and One-Eye.
"Twenty minutes and thirty-seven seconds. Congratulations, Young Master, you've broken your own record."
One-Eye, holding a pocket watch and timing him, bowed to Roy. The respect in his voice was genuine... He was clearly astonished that after a month away, the boy had made such a massive leap in progress compared to his previous time of just over three minutes.
Scarface opened the security door for Roy with one hand and placed the other over his chest in a bow. His eyes were filled with relief. "The Master will be very happy to hear this."
Rumor had it the Madam was due in two months. If it was a silver-haired child... then the Zoldycks would have a Young Master and an heir. Having successors was far more "prosperous" than three generations of single sons.
As Zoldyck servants, Scarface and One-Eye felt honored.
But Roy was obsessively mulling over the two new fields that had appeared under the [Sandworm] panel: "Believers," "Faith Power," and the mention of "Proof." He didn't see or hear what the two were doing or saying. He simply walked slowly between Scarface and One-Eye...
Scarface and One-Eye froze for a moment, watching the boy slowly leave the basement. They looked at each other, confused.
Some people might be complacent about achieving a certain result... others might not care, or even be dissatisfied... It all depended on their perspective. Now that he stood at a different height, his outlook and the way he viewed things had subtly changed.
"Twenty minutes and thirty-seven seconds" sounded good, but after fighting alongside Netero, Linne, and Grandpa Zzigg, Roy knew deep down... he was still far from the "peak."
Tap... tap...
The sun slanted westward. The afterglow shone through the glass window onto the boy, outlining Roy in a halo of light...
He left the basement, walking unhurriedly through the mottled yet clean stone corridors of the old castle toward the main entrance. Unconsciously, he passed the dimly lit small room. The boy stopped and looked inside through the window...
The thin, dried-up old man was there as usual, listening to cartoons, rocking in his chair, eyes closed, seemingly resting.
Roy opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but eventually just bowed towards the room and turned to leave...
Unexpectedly, an aged voice drifted out, stopping him.
"Say what you want to say. While this old man isn't senile yet, I can still help you kids out a bit."
Roy stopped. He took a deep breath. "It's Faith..."
"Great-Great-Grandfather... I suddenly discovered that Faith can also be used as power!"
The Sandworm's final "tail whip," wrapped in "Faith Power," had instantly shattered Roy's understanding of "Nen Abilities"!
Once, he had thought "Nen" was just "I think, therefore it is"... simply opening the aura nodes, clapping your hands, and turning "imagination" into "combat methods" according to your will. That was the essence of Nen.
But when the [Magical Beast Encyclopedia] revealed the [Sandworm]'s attributes, and "Believers" and "Faith Power" appeared out of nowhere...
Roy abruptly realized that "Nen" wasn't as simple as he thought. It wasn't just "I think, therefore it is," but potentially the "They/It thinks, therefore power is"!
As an existence worshipped by a multitude of believers, one could snatch the "thought power" of the faithful to strengthen oneself, gaining even greater power!
"You're only realizing that now?"
Maha scoffed, far calmer than Roy expected... He tapped his fingers on the armrest and asked, "Do you know why your grandfather insists on killing someone every day?"
The old man glanced sideways at the boy and said faintly, "Isn't it to gather Faith and spread the Zoldyck name?"
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