Like dumplings...
Countless Moses poured into this Nen Space.
This eerie phenomenon directly stunned Diego.
As the one who had the advantage of information, Diego was momentarily unclear about what was happening.
Even though he has learned part of the information from his companions before.
But the scene that was presented before him now was so exaggerated that it simply subverted his cognition.
Pyon was also rendered speechless by this astonishing scene.
She looked at Moses beside her silently, and then interrupted Moses's attempt to clarify the relationship with a casual 'hehe'.
"If I happen to die here, I bet before I take my last breath, all I'll see in my eyes and my heart will be your face."
Seeing the countless Moses pouring into this Nen Space, Pyon's previous excitement due to the arrival of Netero was completely gone.
She felt that—
Before Netero can deal with the source, she will be drowned by Moses's army first.
"Pyon, where did you learn such 'cheesy lines'?"
Moses teased casually, and then looked at the shadow clones that were still popping up with thoughtful look.
'Too outrageous, too exaggerated.'
'This kind of phenomenon is really too inconsistent.'
'Even if it is the ability from Post-Mortem Object, it shouldn't be able to achieve such a level, right?
Moses noticed some clues from it.
Pyon, with drooping eyelids, said in a dejected tone: "Let's just talk about cheesy lines. Anyway, I can already imagine what will happen next. I'm so unwilling!!"
"…"
Moses glanced at the gradually pessimistic Pyon, and didn't know what to say.
The tens of thousands of clones pouring in had indeed made their situation extremely dangerous.
What can be expected is—
They would most likely be surrounded and beaten to death by these clones that suddenly appear.
Pyon had anticipated this, which is why she was so dejected.
'It is human nature to resist death.'
Moses thought in his heart.
He could understand Pyon's changing emotions.
Even if his current 'mentality' has been subtly strengthened by the Nen System, there is no guarantee that he will remain calm in the face of death.
'Comfort her first, or directly tell her the 'possibility' I just noticed...'
Moses lowered his eyes, thinking about how to appease Pyon.
"The more I think about it, the more unwilling I am!"
At this time, Pyon said in a tone of heartache: "I'm just 6 points away from knocking off the first place off my 'ball kicking game record'. It's just one step away! Damn it! Why is there no network in this Nen Space!!"
"…"
Moses looked at Pyon, who was going crazy over there, with an expressionless face.
Pyon, in her anger, grabbed her bunny ears and spoke in a tone of despair, completely oblivious to Moses's reaction.
Moses silently withdrew his gaze.
'She's hopeless.'
He commented in his mind.
'Then he thought: 'I'll just let her go crazy over there.'
Moses decided not to tell Pyon about the speculations he had just thought of.
The system of Limitations and Vows coexists with the vast majority of Nen Abilities.
If the Nen Ability does not require Limitations and Vows, it can only mean that it is an ordinary ability.
But whenever Limitations and Vows were involved, there must be upper and lower limits.
In Moses's view, the existence created by this Nen Space had an unimaginable upper limit.
But such thing is so unreasonable.
Then Moses thought of the term 'virtual space', and then thought that in the original work, there seemed to be a world similar to a 'virtual reality' created by Hacker Hunters.
No matter how unreasonable the events happening before his eyes were, as long as the place was a 'dream' or a 'virtual world', all the illogical things would become logical in an instant.
This is the possibility that Moses thought of.
He couldn't be sure whether this place was a 'dream' or a 'virtual world', or something else entirely. Anyway, due to the excessively large number of clones, he felt that this Nen Space... was probably an existence that had removed its real-world attributes.
If this speculation was correct.
Then at least, there was no need to worry about dying in this Nen Space.
While thinking about this, Moses calmly observed the situation on the other side of the space rift.
Countless copies of 'myselves' have fallen.
'Could it be that—'
'Are all these shadow clones made by my copies to clean up the outsiders?'
'Does that mean…'
'Each shadow clone represents the passing of an outsider?'
'Probably not possible.'
Moses muttered to himself in his heart.
He thought of Cheadle and Sanbica.
Then, the image of a large group of shadow clones pouncing towards Cheadle and Sanbica appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
Thinking of this possibility, Moses quickly glanced at Pyon next to him.
He always felt that…
It seems easier to accept it if the person being pounces is Pyon.
Pyon suddenly shuddered and looked at Moses as if feeling something, but saw that the other party was paying close attention to the situation in the square.
"Strange…"
She muttered something in a low voice.
On the other side.
After approximately one minute had passed, those space openings finally stopped pouring out 'Moses'.
Instead, few figures stumbled out of the rifts, looking quite disheveled.
Those figures are the members of the Zodiacs and the last survivors.
They are Cheadle, Pariston, Botobai, and Saccho.
As they tumbled out of the space openings, countless copies of Moses rushed towards them like a swarm of zombies.
"It's really endless!"
Botobai roared angrily.
At this moment, his two braids had fallen loose, his neat eyebrows and beard were in disarray, and his clothes were torn with more than ten holes, some revealing fresh blood flowing.
He must have endured a tough battle before this.
Cheadle is holding the Diagnostic Register in her hand. Although she looked tired, she looks much better than Botobai.
At least, the clothes on her body were still intact, though stained a lot.
Sometimes, when powerful combat abilities couldn't end a fight, excellent evasion skills would prove more useful.
For example now—
As a representative of powerful figures, Botobai's current situation is even more miserable than Cheadle, a non-combat Nen User.
"So many…!"
Cheadle couldn't believe her eyes as she looked at the tens of thousands of Moses's clones before her.
This clearly exceeded her understanding.
After Saccho fell out of the gap in space, he was a little flustered and seemed unable to adapt to this situation for the time being.
In fact.
During the onslaught of the locust swarm named 'Moses', Saccho hid in his Counseling Room, thus avoiding the fate of being surrounded and beaten.
However, after the collapse of the Nen Space, his Counseling Room also collapsed, so he ended up falling into this Nen Space inexplicably.
Compared to Botobai's disheveled appearance, Cheadle's exhausted figure, and Saccho's panic, Pariston, who is also a member of the Zodiacs, has a calm expression.
"What a wonderful sight."
Encircled by an impenetrable swarm, Pariston did not panic at all, and there was no trace of fear in his expression or behavior.
His eyes like a deep pool of stagnant water glanced at the Moses locust army around him, and then looked at the Eye of Sight exuding a strong aura in the distance.
'The last piece of the puzzle, hmm... can't predict what will happen next.'
Pariston supported his chin with his hand, then muttered softly.
"But that's what makes it interesting."
His mind quickly flashed through images of Moses's appearance.
'So-'
'Young man.'
'How do you want to make your entrance?'