At this moment…
There was a lot of gunfire and explosions in the military camp.
A massive, bald man with a thick beard rampaged through the camp, drawing the attention and hostility of most of the soldiers.
For a time, countless bullets rained down on this hulking bald man.
However, when the bullet struck his body, it was like hitting a steel plate, only splashing dense sparks, with no further effect.
Some soldiers threw grenades...
But after the explosion, the bald man emerged from the smoke unharmed, continuing to swing an enormous iron ball about a meter in diameter, and easily crushed the soldiers into pulp.
Even tanks couldn't withstand a blow from the iron ball, let alone a human body.
"Monster, monster…!"
The soldiers could only watch helplessly as the massive iron ball tore through them like a meat grinder, leaving a trail of crimson flesh scattered across the ground.
Faced with this monster that was impervious of guns and grenades and could single-handedly destroy tanks with his iron ball, the soldiers' originally high morale suddenly plummeted.
"That doesn't hurt at all."
The bald man growled, grinning menacingly as he swung the giant iron ball with ease.
The only thing that could pose a threat to him in the military camp was the land-based steel monster like a tank.
But thanks to his comrade's Manipulation-Type Ability, the tank threat had been neutralized early on, allowing him to rampage freely and draw more and more firepower.
As long as he maintained his Ken defense, the soldiers' numbers meant nothing to him. They would be nothing more than a group of targets that he could smash into pieces at any time.
He doesn't even need to infuse his chain and iron ball with much Nen to dominate the battlefield.
Even though the gathered soldiers were well-equipped and had the advantage in numbers, they were powerless against the bald man's onslaught.
Wherever the iron ball went, blood and gore covered the ground.
The tanks, the only thing that could have posed a threat to the bald man, had been smashed into a pile of scrap metal by his iron ball.
"It's definitely an Enhancer."
At the edge of the battlefield, Moses came here alone and watched the fat man rampaging through the hail of bullets.
Ida was in charge of dealing with the unknown Manipulator among the enemies, while Shizuku and Menchi had gone to the largest tent in the area.
The excavated objects moved out of the tomb were placed in the largest shed, and it was likely to be attacked at any moment.
Moses was naturally attracted by the huge commotion, and then he saw the fat man wielding his enormous iron ball to slaughter the soldiers, he could conclude that the other party was an Enhancer.
"Ainbo Sykes."
Moses stepped into the battlefield, gazing at the hulking man, who was sparking under the barrage of bullets, and softly spoke his name.
Ainbo Sykes, a known member of the Erimo Bandit Group.
That is to say-
The intelligence is correct.
The people who suddenly launched an attack on the Luluci army were indeed the Erimo Bandit Group.
After confirming the identity of the attacker, Moses mobilized his Nen and conjured a black sword in his right hand.
"Perfect, you'll be my practice target."
Moses's gaze was sharp.
Before arriving here, he had already concluded that the person who made such a big noise was an Enhancer.
After all, only Enhancers would be so arrogant as to confront an entire army of heavily armed soldiers head-on.
Of course, he cannot rule out the possibility that this Enhancer was deliberately used by the Erimo Bandit Group to attract firepower.
But Moses didn't care.
No matter what role this Enhancer played in this operation, what Moses saw was just a lone prey.
With a light leap, Moses landed atop a nearby tent, raising his left arm horizontally and resting the blade of his black knife against it, while its tip pointed directly at Ainbo in the middle of the battlefield.
[Super Speed: Crossbow]
As his Nen expanded and contracted, it surged into the black sword like an electric current.
Swish-!
The black sword shot out like a bolt of lightning, aimed directly at Ainbo, who was once again charging into the crowd.
"Hmm!?"
Sensing the imminent danger, Ainbo's pupils shrank as the intense feeling of crisis washed over him. Without hesitation, he shifted his body slightly.
Slash!
Just as he moved his body, a flash of light slashed diagonally across his waist, leaving a small, finger-width wound.
"A sword?!"
Having narrowly avoided the attack from the shadows, Ainbo looked back in doubt at the black sword stuck diagonally on the ground behind him.
Strands of Nen crackled and danced along the hilt and blade of the sword, but in an instant, only to flicker out like a dying flame in moments.
"Emitter..."
Ainbo retracted his gaze, ignored the soldiers around him, and quickly glanced down at the bleeding wound on his side.
Fortunately, the intensity of the attack was not too severe, and such a minor injury wouldn't affect his combat abilities.
After swiftly assessing the wound, Ainbo turned to look in the direction where the black sword came from, but what he found was the empty rooftop of a tent.
It was at that moment that he sensed fluctuations of Nen coming from behind him.
'Behind me!'
Ainbo reacted very quickly, but he did not turn around immediately. Instead, he spun his wrist and hurled the chain, swinging the iron ball like a hula hoop, sending it crashing backward toward his unseen attacker.
Moses, who had used [Shadow Shift] to come to teleport to the spot where the black sword landed, didn't expect Ainbo's reaction to be so fast.
'A-Class criminal group's members really come in different strengths. This guy... he's way stronger than those three I encountered at the ruins.'
In a split second, Moses kicked his shadow backward with his heel, and at the same time, he released his right hand that had just grasped the hilt of the black sword, and took two steps back.
The iron ball, tracing a semi-circular arc, passed dangerously close in front of Moses, carried by the wind's force.
Then, Moses stepped forward calmly, stretched out his hand, grabbed the black sword, and slashed at Ainbo's back.
However, Ainbo suddenly lunged forward, elongating the distance between himself and Moses. At the same time, his seemingly fat and bulky body twisted in midair with the agility of a monkey.
[Big Iron Ball: Planetary Ring]
As he turned, Ainbo used the momentum of his waist to swing the chain and iron ball, sending it once again in an invisible arc aimed at Moses.
Of course, Moses had no intention of blocking an Enhancer's full-force strike head-on. He pushed off the ground with his toes, launching himself into the air and dodging the oncoming iron ball. In the process, he flipped over Ainbo's head and slashed downward with his sword.
Slash!
The sharp blade slashed across Einbo's bald head, leaving a shallow, bleeding cut.
"Heh."
Ainbo's eyes were sharp.
When it came to close-quarters combat, both in reaction time and intensity, as an Enhancer, he certainly wasn't going to let an Emitter get the upper hand.
'You are clearly an Emitter, yet you dare to be so arrogant.'
In this brief exchange, Ainbo gauged Moses's damage potential. Confident in his own ability to negate most of the attacks, Ainbo swung an elbow backward at Moses, who was about to land.
Relying on his enhanced defenses to absorb the majority of Moses's damage, Ainbo felt comfortable opening up his offense.
Facing the elbow attack from Ainbo, Moses spun midair, using the momentum to kick off Ainbo's shoulder.
Thud!
With the help of the recoilgenerated by this kick, Moses's body flew backward, causing Ainbo's elbow to miss.
At the same time.
Moses casually threw the black sword toward Ainbo.
But the black sword transformed into a streak of light and flew towards Ainbo's chest.
Ainbo's eyes narrowed. Sensing the threat, he twisted his body again, but the knife still managed to leave a fresh cut on his side.
"Don't get cocky!"
Relying on his advantage as Enhancer to offset most of the damage again, Ainbo suddenly hurled the iron ball with full force.
The iron ball wrapped in condensed Nen broke tore through the air and smashed into the unarmed Moses.
The immense weight of the impact crushed Moses's body into pieces on the spot.
"So weak."
Ainbo sneered, feeling triumphant after landing a solid hit.
However-
He noticed something odd: At this time, the surrounding soldiers were grinning at him with strange, almost excited expressions.
"Huh?"
Ainbo couldn't help but feel a strange sense of unease creeping into his mind.
'What's going on?'