Chapter 167: Flesh and Blood Clone x Roy's Evolution
Red robes trailing on the ground, embroidered with lightning and clouds... Benjamin appeared hazily, using the [Divine Power Seed] planted inside Frank Capone's body as a beacon. In that instant, Roy tensed, feeling as if he were being stared down by a prehistoric beast. His vigilance peaked, and he tightened his grip on the training blade. Frank Capone's words echoed in his mind...
In the eyes of these big shots who wield authority through [True Gods], outcasts like Little Mary or Frank Capone were nothing more than dogs wearing "marks" and "collars." If they died, they died. Even...
After death, they were still to be used!
Frank Capone, when he was alive, probably never imagined that the Lord Benjamin whose stinking feet he so fawningly licked would "borrow a corpse to return the soul." Whether it was "Possession" or "Divine Descent" was unclear.
Crackle... Benjamin stretched his body and reached out. Lightning flashed, condensing into a "Thunder Spear" wreathed in electric serpents, thrusting straight at Roy!
Danger alarms blared. The Thunder Spear carried the might of nature, locking onto Roy in an instant. It reminded him of a few days ago, when his father Silva had gathered "Nen orbs" in both hands and fired a sky-piercing "Nen blast" to destroy the meteor...
He narrowed his eyes and summoned the "Demonic Eye"!
"Disconnect!"
Closer... Even from ten meters away, Roy could smell the intense stinging and numbness, just like being electrocuted by Silva this morning. He raised his hand, sending out two "Nen threads" imbued with [Magnetism] to hook Frank Capone's body, along with the "Nen Gun" branded with the Divine Script [Infinite] that lay limply in his hand...
Then, his vision went black, and he vanished from beneath Benjamin's projection.
BOOM!
Having lost its target, the "Thunder Spear" plunged into the forest, blasting countless trees into the air and carving a deep trench nearly a kilometer long into the earth—a shocking sight!
"Illusory reality... Conjurer..."
Faintly, as his consciousness faded completely, Roy saw Benjamin frown. Then Roy closed his eyes, connected to the "Cognitive World" through [Re: Game of the Dead], crossed the "Dark Continent Gate," and opened his eyes again...
As usual, he was lying on the sandy beach of the "Sea of Cognition." His nose twitched, smelling the thick scent of blood, and he saw Frank Capone lying quietly at his feet like a dead dog, devoid of life!
Success... Roy scrambled to his feet, beckoned with his hand, and the pistol flew into his grasp. The boy stroked the [Divine Script], lost in thought... To think a sudden flash of inspiration had actually allowed him to bring Frank Capone's corpse back. Combined with Lord Benjamin's parting words... Roy felt he had touched upon the truth of "Conjuration"!
Illusory reality... or realistic illusion? Where would the path of Conjuration ultimately lead?
Roy pulled the slide and pulled the trigger. Bullets poured out in a tongue of fire... blasting the sea water and raising huge waves!
A good gun!
It was a pity he wasn't an Emitter and couldn't unleash the true power of this "Infinite Pistol." But... Gotoh, with this gun, would have a significant boost in combat power. At least... if they encountered Hisoka again in the future, relying on "infinite" firepower suppression, he wouldn't be toyed with and killed before his "Nen" ran out.
Having made a mental note, Roy familiarized himself with the specific structure of the "Infinite Pistol," ready to conjure it as soon as he returned to reality. He looked at Frank Capone again... Because he was dead, he could be dragged into the "Cognitive World" as an "object" using Grandpa Zzigg's Nen ability. A decent "vessel."
Roy thought of the Blood Demon Art—[Self-Cloning]—he had obtained from the "Swamp Demon."
He squatted down, pried open Frank Capone's mouth, forced out a drop of "Heart's Blood," and poured it into the body. Then, using imagination channeled through "Nen," he wrapped the body in a cocoon. A panel notification appeared...
[Current "Clone" incubating...]
[Incubation Progress: 1/7 (Days)]
A strong blood bond formed between the boy and the "Clone" inside the "cocoon"... In the original story, the "Swamp Demon" split into three. More accurately, they weren't "clones" but "brothers from the same mother," each with an independent "personality" and "mind." They were genuine independent individuals, yet controlled by the "main body," existing in a contradictory state of "independence" and "unity"... strictly adhering to the "master-servant relationship," just like "Roy" and "Gotoh"—loyalty overflowing, summoned at will!
Far superior to Kastro forcing a "Conjured Clone" as an "Enhancer" that could only last a few seconds, or Kortopi using [Gallery Fake] to copy "inanimate objects" that would disappear after 24 hours...
This was a genuine person with a flesh-and-blood body, independent personality and thought, who obeyed only Roy's commands!
"Sleep peacefully." After receiving the notification, Roy gently patted the large cocoon glowing with "Nen light," straightened up, and looked at the [Gate to the Dark Continent] standing in the "Sea of Cognition"... The pitch-black gate, engraved with intricate patterns, closed and locked, sitting quietly as usual...
The boy took a deep breath, stood for a long time, closed his eyes to leave the "Cognitive World," and opened them again. The "Demonic Eye" curled its tentacle, sending him out of the airtight door, back to reality.
March. Early spring was fine, the season for chrysanthemums.
Rumble... The airtight door slammed shut.
Roy stood at the door for a long time. He bent down, plucked a yellow chrysanthemum petal, put it in his mouth, and chewed slowly. Using the bitterness to stimulate his taste buds and shake off the hazy, unreal feeling from frequently entering and exiting the "Cognitive World," he lifted his foot and walked unhurriedly through the tunnel, arriving at the security door.
"How long was I in there?" he asked.
Creeak~ The security door opened. Scarface, holding a pocket watch, said respectfully, "Two hours and fourteen minutes."
The Young Master broke the record again...
So long, yet it felt like only an instant... Roy looked up at the sky. The sun had set, leaving only a trace of afterglow. A faint red cloud could be seen, but the rest of the sky was shrouded in night. In silence, he turned and left...
Tap... tap... Leaving the basement, he arrived at the mottled corridor where the lamps had just been lit. Illumi was walking towards him, heading for the basement to pay his respects to Grandpa Zzigg...
The Zoldyck brothers walked towards each other. As they were about to pass, Roy stopped and suddenly said, "Illumi."
The boy with long black hair hanging down, hands in pockets, turned coldly. His body instantly stiffened. His small head was grabbed by Roy's large hand and gently stroked. "If you don't need me, you don't need to live for anyone else."
The large hand rubbed the boy's head, then slid down to pinch his cheek... Roy, having constantly absorbed "Life Energy," was already a head taller than Illumi. He stood in front of Illumi, almost enveloping him entirely, and said gently, "Anyone can be the Family Head. I don't care. But..."
Roy released Illumi, stepped into the lamplight, and started walking again, turning away. "You just need to remember, you are my brother. That's enough."
Whoosh~ An evening breeze blew in through the bright glass window...
The lamp flickered, dragging Roy's shadow with it, wavering uncertainly.
Illumi stood frozen. He touched his cheek, where the warmth of Roy's pinch still lingered. Foolishly, he tilted his head, pressing his cheek against his palm, trying to keep the warmth, even for a second. He stood there in the corridor, dazed, for a long, long time, unwilling to leave.
Tap... tap...
Footsteps faded into the distance...
Roy left Illumi behind in the lamplight, vanishing from the boy's sight. He reappeared next to the dimly lit small room. The TV inside was playing an anime called My Years of Love and War with My Childhood Friend. He stopped, bowed as usual, and...
Maha, covered by a blanket, rocking in his chair, feigning sleep, spoke lazily after he left, "Roy... this old man wants a stir-fry..."
"I'll make it tomorrow."
"Good. I'll be waiting..."
A smile appeared on Maha's lips. He rolled over, and soon, faint snores were heard...
When people get old, it seems they can't even sleep through the night. Napping here and there, intermittently... who knows which day they might just sleep forever... Being able to eat a meal cooked by his obedient grandson was enough to make the old man secretly happy.
Hss... yah...
The snores grew louder...
Roy glanced at the back of his hand. The "curse" counted down the seconds of his life relentlessly, trying to destroy everything beautiful he had. The boy took a deep breath, returned to his bedroom, took off his outer clothes, went into the bathroom, and began adding points.
[Notification: "Physique" +94...]
Those belonging to Frank Capone, to the hooded Nelson, to Katie, Muto... and the 4K Gang members who followed Frank Capone hunting outcasts... all were consumed by Roy!
The pain this time was far more intense than ever before, forcing Roy to brace himself against the wall, letting out a muffled groan. His fingers dug into the wall, leaving ten deep grooves!
[Notification: "Physique" increase complete...]
[Roy Zoldyck]
[Physique: 343.4 → 437.4 (Note: Average person is 1)]
[Nen Ability: Gate of Cognition]
[Aura Output: C- (2750/100,000 → 3841/100,000) (Note: Rating based on Chimera Ant benchmark...)]
[Potential Aura: C (34590/100,000 → 47510/100,000)]
Compared to yesterday... his height had uncontrollably shot up another two centimeters. Looking closely, he possessed the beauty of a sculpture without losing the texture of power... "Stronger than Silva was as a child."
Snort... Maha slept briefly for five minutes, tilted his head, muttered something, and fell into a deep sleep again...
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