This sudden burst of black aura is so terrifying and powerful.
Anyone with a clear eye can see it...
But in a certain sense, as long as this black Nen, strengthened by death, wasn't utilized in Nen Abilities, it wasn't particularly threatening to Nen Users.
Because Nen Users could use the most basic Nen to resist this aura.
However, resisting this aura was one thing, and dispelling it was another.
The difficulty of the two couldn't be compared.
Watching the black aura emanating from the Eye of Sight being unable to break free from Moses's hands, Diego realized that Moses was conducting Nen Exorcism and had actually suppressed this Post-Mortem Object.
Seeing this scene, Diego's first reaction was disbelief.
Reluctant to accept the reality, he even felt as if he were in a dream.
After being startled by the eruption of the black aura, Pyon quickly thought of the conventional methods used by Nen Exorcists, which generally involved transferring the Nen that needed to be dispelled onto their own body.
And when she thought of Moses having to receive such a terrifying Post-Mortem Nen, the hope in her heart that she wanted to get rid of the Nen Space suddenly disappeared.
Instead, there is concern about Moses in its place.
"Kester…!"
Pyon ran towards Moses without much thought.
At this moment, Netero reached out and held Pyon's shoulder, thus stopping Pyon from rushing towards Moses.
"Don't panic, and there's nothing you can do in this situation."
Netero looked at Moses, who was conducting Nen Exorcism, with a hint of surprise in his old eyes.
He had anticipated many scenarios, but he never expected...
The Post-Mortem Nen with such intensity would actually be suppressed by Moses.
Originally, he thought that no matter what Moses did, the worst case scenario would not be death.
But he didn't expect that Moses would bring him such a surprise.
'Heh, the power of Post-Mortem Nen...'
While being surprised by Moses's ability, Netero murmured to himself.
Pyon glanced at the calm and composed Netero, wanting to say something, but in the end, she closed her mouth and looked at Moses, who was surrounded by an immense aura, with worried gaze.
'That ugly eye has the same virtue as Kester… actually playing dumb...'
Pyon paid close attention to the situation on Moses's side, and at the same time, she did not forget to complain in her heart.
Not far away…
Pariston looked towards the gathering of the black aura.
Seeing Moses suppressing the black aura and showing signs of gradually absorbing it, his eyes, which were always as calm as dead water, revealed a rare expression of surprise.
"Nen Exorcism, huh..."
Pariston narrowed his eyes, pondering for a moment before a hint of understanding surfaced in his mind: "So that's how it is."
As if thinking of something, a vague answer emerged from his mind.
"It seems that you're quite a special existence."
Pariston showed a gentle smile.
However, as his attention focused on Moses, he did not notice the gradually emerging anomaly within the army of shadow clones.
It seems that Moses's Nen Exorcism caused a hint of agitation within the aura of the army of shadow clones in the Nen Space.
As more and more Post-Mortem Nen were absorbed by Moses, the agitation of the army of shadow clones became more pronounced.
This apparent agitation manifested in the onslaught of the army of shadow clones.
It's just that this change actually worked in favor to Cheadle.
Because the chaotic encirclement, strictly speaking, reduced its threatening nature.
"What happened…"
"Hmm? Is it Moses?"
Cheadle was slightly surprised when she got a chance to breathe.
Taking advantage of the moment, she glanced at the situation on the square and saw Moses suppressing the black aura, causing her heart to skip a beat.
Not giving her time to dwell on it further, the shadow clones around her started attacking her again.
Pariston was not far from Cheadle, but he had no intention of helping her.
Just like just now, he had watched calmly as Botobai and Saccho turned into gray fragments, disappearing into the air.
The reason for his calmness wasn't solely because of his cold-bloodedness, but because he shared the same view as Netero.
The death of this Nen Space is false.
Therefore, in Pariston's view, just witnessing his colleagues being besieged and dying under circumstances beyond his power was not something worthy of emotion.
It's not a big deal.
This is essentially his true feeling.
Right now, what concerned him more was the subsequent developments.
Moses's appearance was within his expectation.
But the abilities Moses displayed were beyond his expectation.
'This is very interesting.'
After a moment of contemplation, Pariston finally took a step forward and walked towards the square.
'Such an interesting development, it is necessary to have a sense of participation.'
Just when Pariston was thinking this, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest.
"Hmm?"
Pariston was slightly startled, looking down at his chest in surprise.
He saw a blood-stained hand protruding from his chest, holding a beating heart in its somewhat immature palm.
"I was careless."
When Pariston saw the palm and the heart, he immediately understood what happened and sighed softly.
"Heh—"
The hand holding the heart suddenly withdrew.
Pariston's body trembled and he staggered forward two steps. He barely supported himself, preventing himself from collapsing directly to the ground.
"If I'm not mistaken... you must be the 'original'."
Pariston slowly turned his neck and looked back at the person who had ambushed him.
Just as he thought, the person who had ambushed him looked exactly like Moses.
It's just that he believes that this Moses is the original among the numerous shadow clones.
Pariston guessed correctly. The person who attacked him was indeed the original who conjured those numerous shadow clones.
Under Pariston's gaze, Moses's copy squeezed his heart with an expressionless face.
Pariston, however, remained unfazed. Instead, he continued to stare into the eyes of Moses's copy and said erratically with the little strength he had left, "Although I was negligent, the fact that you seized the opportunity to attack in an instant... It's really amazing."
Showing no reaction that one would expect before death, Pariston affirmed the abilities displayed by Moses's copy.
Moses's copy did not spar another glance at Pariston, and rushed straight to the square with a rather violent aura.
Pariston saw that he was ignored by Moses's clone, but he was not annoyed. Instead, his gaze became even deeper.
"What a pity... I wanted to get involved a bit..."
With a hint of regret, Pariston turned into a flurry of gray fragments.
He exited the stage in a manner unexpected even to him.
At this moment.
On the square.
A large amount of black Nen was absorbed into Moses's hands.
Countless cracks appeared on the entire Nen Space based on the Swardani City, as if it would shatter in the next second.
"How is it possible, how is it possible…"
Diego saw this scene and muttered to himself in a daze.
No matter how much he resisted this unexpected reality, he couldn't banish the scene before his eyes from his mind.
"You bastard, you damned bastard!!"
Realizing that the plan was about to come to naught, Diego couldn't be as excited and proud as before.
On the verge of death, he suddenly took a breath and turned his overwhelming anger into foul language to vent to Moses.
However-
Before he could curse a few more times, his vision suddenly spun several times.
The angry curses abruptly stopped.
It was Moses's shadow clone who had come behind him, and with swift and decisive movements, snapped his neck.
In order to test the hypothesis that Nen User Swamp People can bring new breakthroughs to his shadow clone, Moses controlled the shadow clone to end Diego's life before the Nen Space collapsed.
Whether the timing of the attack was just right or not…
It's hard to say just yet.