Chapter 499 Racial Gap

A military leader chimera ant came from underground, but how could it be hidden from Moyu's danger perception ability.

Swing the knife and stab it into the ground.

In an instant, it pierced the life of the military leader chimera ant.

The whole process was done in one go.

But Moyu's posture was too relaxed and calm, which brought a lot of visual impact to the chimera ants in the forest.

The most important thing is that these chimera ants don't understand how Moyu noticed it.

Facing the surprised eyes of the chimera ants, Moyu's right hand was suspended above the handle of the black knife.

Swish——

With a slight sound, the black knife with the blade immersed in the ground suddenly rose into the air, bringing a stream of blood from the ground, and then flew into Moyu's palm.

This skill looks like taking things from a distance, but in fact, the shadow picked up the black knife from the ground.

But the chimera ants who came towards Moyu and others didn't know what was going on. They were all focused on Moyu, and they were inevitably startled.

Moyu held the black knife and watched the emotional changes of the chimera ants.

"A group of minions also have such obvious human behavior. I wonder how many humans the queen ant has eaten..."

Muttering to himself, Moyu held the black knife and stepped forward, ready to get rid of the chimera ants.

He just took a step, but a figure was faster than him and walked past him.

This figure was Netero.

"Wow, let me do it."

Netero came to the front and glanced at the chimera ants in front of him casually. He raised his finger and hooked his forehead, and sighed: "Once a person is old, no matter what he wants to do, he has to find some feeling first."

"..."

Moyu stopped suddenly and was speechless.

He saw that Netero wanted to try his hand with this group of chimera ants, so he didn't say anything and directly withdrew the black knife.

It's just a group of chimera ants. It doesn't matter who comes to solve it.

It's a good thing that it can be used to stretch Netero's muscles.

Nob pushed the frame of his glasses, and naturally had no objection to this.

And Mo Laowu carried the big pipe on his shoulder and asked: "Do we need to 'seal' this place?"

This question was taken into consideration of the possibility of slipping through the net.

Netero stroked his beard and said leisurely: "I am useless, but don't we have you young people here? If a small ant can run away from under your nose, it will be a big problem."

"..."

Mo Laowu didn't know what to say for a moment after hearing this.

He dared to swear to the sky that the proposal just now was definitely not aimed at the old man, but was only considered from the starting point of "safety".

Seeing that Mo Laowu didn't say anything, Netero didn't say anything else, and casually did two stretching movements on the spot.

Immediately--

Netero suddenly moved.

His figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a white gas explosion ball where he stood.

But this explosive gas explosion did not cause any damage to the ground.

Moyu did not pay attention to Netero who rushed out, but looked at the white gas wave that was vibrating and dissipating, and his eyes could not help but condense.

"While 'stepping on the ground', a small part of 'gas' was also separated to increase the strength of the ground... Can this increase the 'starting' speed?"

After the white gas wave dissipated, Moyu stared at the intact ground and thought in his heart.

If he hadn't seen Netero use this technique, Moyu would never have thought of such an operation.

Bang bang bang...

Just as Moyu was thinking about the effectiveness of this technique, the dull sound of fists hitting flesh and shouts showing strong emotions suddenly came from the forest in front.

Netero's strength is undoubtedly a dimensionality reduction attack for this group of chimera ants.

So when they appeared, the ending was already doomed.

Moyu stopped thinking and followed the sound to the battle situation ahead. He saw Netero walking back and forth among the Chimera Ants like a leisurely stroll in the garden. Every time he punched, a Chimera Ant would bleed from all seven orifices and die.

Because,

Netero's fists only focused on the heads of the Chimera Ants.

From the perspective of an observer, Netero, as a reinforcement system and once the world's number one Nen user, should be able to smash the heads of the Chimera Ants like watermelons with one punch.

However, the heads of the Chimera Ants in the field were all intact.

Moyu watched this scene and couldn't help but marvel secretly.

He could see that when Netero punched, he deliberately controlled the "power" to the extent that it could just kill the opponent.

So after these Chimera Ants suffered a heavy blow to the head, they fell to the ground and died with blood from all seven orifices.

The advantage of doing this is that it can convert the consumed Nen into maximum damage.

In simple terms, it is to achieve the highest damage result with the least consumption.

It can only be said that this kind of vision and control has reached the pinnacle.

"If the old man didn't say he was a reinforcement system, who would have known it?"

The figure of Baishi Guanyin flashed through Moyu's mind, and his eyes became slightly complicated.

The old man in the past...

He must have been able to defeat all opponents in the world with just his fists and feet.

Perhaps, the end of the reinforcement system should be like this.

No matter what kind of opponent you face, you can win or lose with just a pair of fists.

While Moyu was sighing, he suddenly became curious about Netero's strength at his peak.

But what followed...

was an indescribable regret.

Moyu thought of Netero in the original work, who had devoted his entire life to the art and cultivation, but was defeated by the innate racial advantage of the ant king Meruem.

The ultimate human beings had spent their entire lives in martial arts, but it was easily wiped out by the "racial gap".

What kind of mood would the old man who was exhausted at that time have?

Then——

Moyu inevitably thought of Nitolomi in the Dark Continent.

This was the source of his deep regret at this moment.

If he had not been afraid of treading on thin ice at that time, he might have brought back a Nitolomi for Netero.

This would have made it possible for Netero to prove the significance of "the heart of martial arts exploration" in that battle.

As the last chimera ant in the field fell.

This one-sided massacre came to an end.

Netero stood among the corpses of chimera ants on the ground, and his only feeling was that these chimera ants were too weak.

Not to mention warming up, he didn't even feel anything at all.

Those who thought the lower-level Chimera Ants were weak included Mo Laowu and Nob, who watched the battle.

"It seems that the 'monster' is a special case, and the other Chimera Ants are not to be feared."

Nob glanced at the Chimera Ant corpses scattered all over the ground and gave a fair evaluation.

But he took back his words soon.

The four of them came to the top of a rocky mountain and looked up at the huge anthill standing in the middle of the forest in the distance.

From their position, they could see with their naked eyes that there was an extremely terrifying aura around the anthill.

But this aura——

is not Neferpitou's!

Dear readers, let me take my time to think about the subsequent plot.

Once the tone of the plot is set, it will definitely be longer and not shorter.