Hunter x Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Chapter 272 The Greatest Respect Is to Kill Them All

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A long, strange cry was heard in the night sky.

Netero glanced sideways and saw the magical beast of the Zoldyck family, which looked like a dragon but not a dragon, and like a bird but not a bird, flying down from the clouds.

Zeno and Silva both stood on its back.

Zeno nodded to Netero, then pointed at the monster under him, signaling Netero to come up.

Netero understood and leaped again, stepping on the sharp claws of the dragon bird monster and flying up.

He landed on the thick, long and wide back of the dragon bird, and the "Hundred Styles of Guanyin" disappeared.

Netero glanced at Zeno, paused, and laughed.

"Zeno, didn't you say that you would never care about anything other than the mission? Why are you still here?"

Zeno put his hands behind his back and laughed.

"Because it's rare to see. The fall of the strongest man in the past and the birth of two monsters."

Netero wasn't angry, he just laughed.

From the time he was a toddler to his current old age, Zeno has always regarded Netero as the strongest person in the six continents.

There is no doubt that his feelings towards Netero are enough to be called respect, and what he said just now was just a sigh.

The new generation pushes the old generation forward. Not only him, but even Netero, the recognized evergreen in martial arts, has been caught up and surpassed by the young people.

This is really a very complicated feeling.

Zeno and Silva were watching the battle in the air. Although they couldn't see it clearly, they could roughly feel from the collision of their mental energy that Germain and Meruem were not giving in to each other.

Even Netero couldn't intervene.

It was such an intense attack and defense that there was no room to breathe.

If Netero insists on using "Hundred Styles of Guanyin" to blast out a palm wind, whether he can hit the target and who he will hit is a matter of luck.

However, after the initial shock of Meruem's subsequent aggression and violence, Zeno and Silva remained calm.

This is because their Zoldyck family has been holding a trump card from the beginning to the end.

It's hard to tell what price one will have to pay in the end if one uses that trump card against Meruem.

If possible, they, father and son, did not want things to come to that point.

It would be best if German could win tonight.

In the event that he failed, a saturation bombardment by human shells from the six continents could kill Meruem, which was an acceptable outcome.

Zeno glanced at Netero again.

"But you, President Netero, didn't you say before that if you couldn't defeat Meruem in a one-on-one duel, you would win at all costs?"

"Is it because you don't want Germain to be buried with you that you haven't detonated the Poor Rose yet?"

Netero stroked his beard and shook his head.

"At first it was, but later it wasn't..."

"Zeno, because the situation at that time was not optimistic, I told a lie to Germain and Meruem."

He raised his hand and tapped his chest, feeling the movement inside.

Zeno and Silva's eyes widened slightly.

Netero looked serious.

"I was seriously injured at the time, so I accepted the healing of the "Breath of the Archangel", and she removed the "Rose of the Poor" that was obviously not part of my chest."

"I became aware of this shortly after I was fully cured, but I kept it to myself, trying to lie to gain an advantage for myself and Germain."

"However, the battle has evolved to the point where there is no chance for me to intervene, and I don't need to hide this matter."

Netero looked down at the Eye of the Abyss from the dragon-like and bird-like monster.

"Now we have no choice but to win. Otherwise, if Meruem eats Germain, the consequences will be disastrous..."
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The underground test site has become a mess, with broken walls and ruins everywhere, and the space is constantly being compressed.

The battlefield between Germain and Meruem was limited, but their fight became more violent.

The two of them rushed around underground, and the collision of their mental energy alone was enough to destroy everything around them.

Meruem felt that he had an advantage, an advantage that had opened the door to victory for him in the general direction of the game.

However, he needed to put German in a truly desperate situation, with no way out.

puff-

In the darkness, Meruem suddenly bit Germain's shoulder, then quickly bit off a piece of meat and swallowed it whole.

German didn't take it seriously. He quickly stopped the bleeding and returned to the battle.

Meruem would bite off a piece of Germann's flesh whenever he got the chance.

Germain's flesh and blood can nourish Meruem and replenish the energy he has consumed.

As one side gains while the other loses, the balance is no longer there, and the scale has completely tipped towards Meruem...

That's how it should be.

However, in such an extreme environment, under the collision of flesh, and under the stimulation of the smell of blood and pain, German's spirit has amazingly held on until now and has not collapsed.

Unbelievable.

Meruem had gained the upper hand, but he was unable to overpower Germain and failed to land the winning blow.

Not only that, through the attacks between the two sides, the true thoughts in Germain's mind were constantly transmitted to Meruem's mind.

It is said that when the swordsmen of Wano Country fight with swords, they can feel the opponent's inner will from the blade of the opponent.

This was a similar situation. The King wanted to overwhelm Germann and defeat him completely.

But Meruem could continuously feel Germain's tenacity, as if he was really determined to keep fighting until the end of the world.

For the first time, Meruem had a strange thought.

He may not be the life form destined to stand at the top of the world after the continuous evolution of all Chimera Ants.

Perhaps he still knows too little about this world.

If he was really born as the "king" at the top of the food chain, why would he be trapped by the man in front of him in a place like the Republic of East Goto?
Meruem should have been invincible.

In fact, German could feel the severe pain from the wounds all over his body, but he could no longer interpret this pain.

The pain of a wound is usually a punishment for the weaker party in a fight.

However, this kind of punishment is not worth mentioning to German now.

What he wants is to keep fighting, and to win.

The elites are undoubtedly experienced in many battles and have gone through countless life-and-death battles.

The master is undoubtedly a unique person with his own path and does not need the guidance of others.

And the champion is undoubtedly a king who can only be mine.

German was so immersed in it that he was unaware of the outside world and the passage of time.

He quietly dived into Meruem's heart, feeling the changes in Meruem's body and mind.

The synaesthesia between the two sides caused a miraculous change in the battle at this moment.

They began to miss each other.

This is because they both felt the other's will, guessed the other's next attack, and then both failed.

And the frequency of such failures is increasing.

Now they looked like two clumsy boxers who didn't even know how to hit each other's head.

However, once you consider that even if the attack misses, the energy waves it creates are enough to shatter the ground, like the sound of a cannonball exploding, it will be chilling.

It was also because of synaesthesia that Meruem could not help but notice the changes in Germain's body.

Before this, despite being seriously injured, he managed to regroup and become even stronger.

Meruem accepted it.

But at this moment, German became stronger again, as if he had destroyed the huge rock that he had been carrying on his shoulders.

He was climbing to the top of the mountain.

A vortex of mental energy formed unknowingly, sweeping Germain and Meruem into it.

Both sides had fought to the point of being bloody and unable to tell each other apart.

The pain caused by Meruem's attack on Germain was actually fed back to him due to synaesthesia, as if he was hitting himself.

The spirits of both sides were tense and stretched like rubber bands.

It was stretched to its limit.

Finally, snap, it broke.

Meruem's eyes widened.

German's whole body was bathed in silver-white light, his offensive punches hit the flesh, and brilliant silver light continuously burst out, making explosive sounds.

「Critical Hit」——

Continuous "Critical Hit"——

When low-probability events are irrationally linked together and become the norm, the situation will completely collapse.

Boom boom boom——

The tight fishing net woven by countless attacks was finally completely closed at this moment.

Fists, kicks, meat saws, shotguns, flamethrowers, spiral canes, and the Chikage sword attacked continuously and shattered all of Meruem's outer shell defenses!
What's even more terrifying is that along with the "critical hit" came the visible regeneration of German's injuries!
Meruem, who had turned into a bloody man, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then with bloodshot eyes, he tried to bite Germain's right hand.

However, Germain's headbutt was also a critical hit, smashing Meruem's face in and squeezing his eyeballs to the sides.

He clenched his right hand, swung his fist through the wind, and hit Meruem's temple, who was no longer able to defend himself!
puff-

That was the sound of shattering.

Germain could still sense the viciousness in Meruem's heart.

Meruem will never surrender!

So he continued to attack without restraint, breaking Meruem's limbs and smashing Meruem's torso!

For the final blow, Germain grabbed the meat saw in the air with his own hands and chopped it hard on Meruem's face, splitting Meruem's head completely in half!
puff-

Meruem, who was no longer recognizable, finally collapsed on the cracked and uneven ground.

German was breathing rapidly, and he himself looked like a bloody man, with blood already flowing out uncontrollably.

However, he also had a lot of injuries on his body, which had already healed due to the "serial critical hits".

He stared down at the fallen Meruem, and finally could no longer sense any of Meruem's thoughts or breath.

The feeling that German was experiencing at this moment was what mankind’s ancestors had felt in ancient times.

With sharpened spears and burning flames, they knocked down one after another the ferocious beasts that had driven them into despair, and finally stepped on them and made them one of their recipes.

I will do my best and kill you all, this is my greatest respect for you.

(End of this chapter)