Chapter 53

"Hmph! Do you think turning your head will allow you to avoid the gaze of the Grim Reaper? No! You don't understand how powerful I am on this stage!"

Baros quickly pulled out a handful of spiked iron caltrops from his sleeve, infused them with his manipulation-type Nen, and then scattered them all at once.

Under his control, these annoying little things instantly spread to every corner of the stage, and stepping on them was almost inevitable.

At the same time, the Grim Reaper, which could not be looked at directly, began to chase Allen, constantly shoving its ugly face up close.

It had to be said that this tactic was truly disgusting.

If you kept your eyes open, you would inevitably see the Grim Reaper circling around you.

But if you closed your eyes, you might accidentally step on one of the iron caltrops, get injured, and fall. Your first instinct would be to open your eyes to check your injuries, thus inadvertently making eye contact with the Grim Reaper.

"Circle!"

Allen used this advanced Nen technique to enhance his perception for the first time on the Sky Arena stage.

Instantly!

A huge spherical detection network made of aura instantly enveloped the entire stage and the audience stands.

However, under his conscious control, this "Circle" quickly began to shrink, eventually stabilizing just enough to cover the stage.

When Chrollo noticed this, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips, muttering, "A circle with a radius of over 260 meters? You are truly powerful in every aspect! It's almost impossible to find any flaws or weaknesses..."

"Indeed, it's an impressive circle. Even my grandfather, Ging, who trained for decades, could only maintain his circle at about 300 meters. And Allen's control over his circle is extremely proficient, allowing him to change its size at will to adjust the density of the aura within, thus enhancing his perception," Illumi commented with a serious expression.

It is well known that the larger the coverage of a circle, the better it is not. It should be suitable for oneself.

The larger the range, the thinner the density of the aura in the same volume, and the lower the sensitivity of perception.

Conversely, the smaller the range, the higher the density of the aura in the same volume, and the higher the sensitivity of perception.

Due to this significant difference, circles are divided into many types.

The first type is the search type, which maximizes large-area coverage to quickly find hidden targets. It doesn't require overly precise perception; just enough to detect the presence of hidden enemies.

The old man of the Zoldyck family, Ging, and the cat woman, Nefertari, are typical examples of the search type, and their role in combat is limited.

The second type is the interception and early warning type, which keeps the circle at a moderate range to ensure that any dangerous enemies or monsters approaching can be detected immediately, allowing for early preparation for battle.

The circle used by Kite in the Ant Arc is of this type.

The third type is the enhanced perception type, which minimizes the range of the circle to cover the area within one's attack range, significantly enhancing perception and reaction.

High-level users can even use the circle to perceive details such as the opponent's breathing, heartbeat, killing intent, and muscle movements.

Members of the Phantom Troupe, such as Nobunaga, and Killua in the later part of the story, use this type of circle, which is the only one frequently used in actual combat.

Initially, Allen developed his circle mainly to extend the range of his transmutation-type ability as far as possible.

However, during his solo runs in Stratholme, he was often made nervous by the "Eye of Naxxramas" popping up from various corners, leading him to subconsciously shrink the range of his circle, gradually transforming it from a search type to a perception type.

Additionally, with his aura capacity being several times that of most Nen users, after covering the entire stage, neither the annoying iron caltrops on the ground nor Baros's every move could escape the perception of his circle.

At this point, closing his eyes completely eliminated the worry of making eye contact with the "Grim Reaper" while also avoiding the risk of stepping on the iron caltrops and getting injured or falling.

"Damn!"

Baros, clearly encountering such a situation for the first time, turned pale and continuously manipulated the iron caltrops rolling on the stone slabs, trying to make his opponent step on them.

Unfortunately, with his extremely high agility and reaction speed, as well as the perception-type circle, no matter how the caltrops rolled, they were ineffective.

As for the "Grim Reaper," it had become completely useless the moment he closed his eyes.

"Hehe, I bet you're both shocked and angry, right?" Allen suddenly laughed and asked.

"Shut up! I don't want to talk to you, and I don't want to hear your voice," Baros roared in anger.

He never imagined that this teenager in front of him could successfully outmaneuver him without using any abilities.

But Allen continued unperturbed, "Do you know why?

Because your way of thinking as a floor master has been confined to this small stage.

All your habits, abilities, and tactics revolve around the stage, and you've long forgotten the wider world outside.

Look at those clumsy iron caltrops. If the ground wasn't relatively solid stone slabs and there were no trees or buildings to climb or jump on, do you think they would be effective?

As for the Grim Reaper, it's a good ability. If you added a few more constraints to give it the ability to attack, it would definitely be even more difficult to deal with.

But you don't have the strength to fully utilize its potential.

If it were me, and my opponent dared to close their eyes during a fight, they would face swift defeat and death.

But you?

You don't even dare to get close to me, for fear of the four nails of the execution cross piercing your wrists and feet."

"What are you trying to say?" Baros asked with a wary look.

"Nothing, just fulfilling the prerequisites for taking your ability. Now that the conditions are met, it's time to begin the execution."

As he spoke,

Allen instantly activated the Hunter skill that increases movement speed, the Leopard Guard, and charged forward at an incredible speed.

With the entire stage covered by his circle, he easily avoided the annoying iron caltrops and closed in on his opponent, raising the materialized Nen nail and driving it down forcefully.

Plop!

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh