Chapter 34

"Roar!!!!!!!!!!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the red dragon materialized, opening its mouth to spew a scorching flame of life.

Under the burning of this flame, Killdasol, who had suffered a fatal wound, instantly curled up into a ball, his entire body enveloped in a dense aura, gradually shrinking smaller and smaller until he became a cocoon the size of an egg.

The red dragon, without any hesitation, swallowed the cocoon whole, its body instantly expanding by two circles, taking on the appearance and majesty of a true guardian dragon.

But soon, it dissolved back into its incorporeal form, disappearing from the sight of the judge and countless spectators, returning to its invisible state.

"What... What happened? Killdasol was eaten by a monster!"

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Did you all see that?"

"Was that a dragon just now?"

"Right! It was definitely a dragon! A huge red dragon!"

"Unbelievable! How did he do that?"

"Amazing! I wish I could see it again!"

"Tomorrow! Allen has another match tomorrow! And the day after too! Go buy tickets!"

"Right, right, right! Go buy tickets! This time I'm betting on him to win!"

...

For a moment, the enthusiasm of the spectators in the stands was completely ignited, all discussing what had just happened.

For them, just seeing the red dragon devour Killdasol was enough to justify the expensive ticket price.

Moreover, the brief battle before that was also very exciting, with the final blow pushing the atmosphere to its peak.

"Victor... Allen!"

Amidst the thunderous cheers, the judge finally recovered from his shock and loudly announced the result of the match.

After securing his first victory, Allen quickly put the Sword of Rivendell back into his backpack, misleading everyone about the weapon created by his materialization ability, and walked back while checking the rewards from the battle.

Perhaps because Killdasol had used the Constraint and Covenant to significantly enhance his Nen ability, this time he gained a full 8,000 honor points and one talent point.

Most importantly, the red dragon had finally swallowed its first cocoon, allowing it to steadily produce the aura it needed for consumption, without worrying about the aura it had plundered running out and reverting to its initial state.

In simple terms, the aura obtained through the covenant was like cash, which would be gone once spent.

But swallowing the Nen user to form a cocoon was like making a business investment, providing a steady stream of returns over time.

Generally speaking, the stronger the Nen user swallowed, the more aura they could provide daily.

In addition, the cocoon stored the lifespan and life essence of the swallowed individual, which Allen could absorb to continuously strengthen himself.

Furthermore, if all conditions were met and the cocoon was swallowed by the red dragon, all the Nen abilities of the individual would be completely preserved, allowing Allen to use them freely and even develop them further beyond the original owner.

However, if all conditions were not met, he would not fully obtain the ability but would have to draw from five Nen-generated cards, with the number of blank cards decreasing each time a condition was completed.

To a certain extent, this Nen ability, symbolizing plunder, was truly the ultimate trump card, with almost limitless growth potential.

When he walked down from the stage and returned to the player's tunnel, Bodoro was the first to rush up to congratulate him: "Congratulations on your impressive victory!"

"Thanks! I just hope the other two haven't been scared out of their wits and decided to forfeit." Saying this, Allen turned and glanced at Jito and Riban, who were hiding in the shadows, peeping.

These two were no longer the arrogant figures they had been in the hallway, but were now filled with fear and despair.

They knew that in terms of raw strength, they were not much different from Killdasol, and even at the peak of his power, enhanced by the Covenant and Constraint, Killdasol had become ten times stronger than usual.

But what good did that do?

He still couldn't even touch his opponent's clothes, being pierced through the chest by a single sword strike and then turned into a cocoon and swallowed by the terrifying Nen beast.

If it weren't for the risk of losing the Nen ability they had obtained at great cost by fleeing, Jito and Riban would have definitely chosen to run away.

After all, for people like them, honor, dignity, shame, and courage had long been cast aside, and their minds were filled with thoughts of how to exploit the rules to become the floor master.

"Hmph! I suggest you don't place too much hope in these rats who are used to living in the sewers."

Bodoro made no effort to hide his disdain, showing it all on his face.

As a martial artist, he had his own pride, refusing to fight children like Killua and Gon during the Hunter Exam, believing that winning against them would bring no glory, and he did not back down even when facing a powerful opponent like Hisoka.

"Well, I still hope they have the courage to stand before me. After all, having more opponents is better than having fewer. Let's go back to the room. As a reward for your diligent training, I have a little game prepared for you today. I hope you can complete it within the specified time."

With that, Allen ignored the prying eyes from the shadows and led Bodoro, turning and disappearing into the depths of the tunnel.

To a certain extent, he had truly become famous with this one battle, inevitably attracting the curiosity of the 200th floor fighters.

In fact, the number of registered Nen users on the 200th floor of the Sky Arena was not small, with about three to four hundred, and over forty living there permanently, far from the sparsely populated depiction in the anime.

On the contrary!

Since everyone was a competitor, once a fighter displayed formidable strength, they would immediately be closely watched by others.

Some enthusiasts of fighting strong opponents would also take the opportunity to assess their targets, and when the time was right, they would proactively challenge them, with a bit of the spirit of martial arts friendship.

However, in this place, "martial arts friendship" often came at the cost of disability or even life.

But for Allen, the Sky Arena was the best hunting ground at this stage.

He had already decided that when he was about to win his 10th match, he would deliberately register a few of the weakest and least valuable opponents, then deliberately lose four matches in a row to start over.

As for the floor master, he didn't even give it a second thought.

Rather than waste precious time and energy on something meaningless, he preferred to check the B-level and above wanted criminal information on the Hunter website and directly take on the job of a bounty hunter.

According to the association's rules, any criminal caught by a Hunter was generally handled by the Hunter themselves, whether by imprisoning them or using exchange conditions to make them work for them.

Allen's method of handling them was to turn them all into cocoons to feed the red dragon.

In his eyes, talking about human rights, humanity, and tolerance to a group of ruthless killers was a desecration of innocent victims and a trampling of fairness and the law.

Only death, and only death, was the fitting final destination for these people.

Moreover, with the end of the Hunter Exam, the Chimera Ant crisis would erupt next year, and the symbol of the peak of individual combat power in the entire Hunter anime, Meruem, would be born.

At that time, without sufficient strength, he might not even have the qualifications to watch the battle.

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