dark color

"Even if you say so,"

As if some invisible restraint had loosened a bit, Meluem suddenly moved his fingers, and gathered dazzling flames with a smile, "I won't show mercy either, Chrollo."

"It's too late,"

Shaking his head, Kuroro's black hair fluttered slightly due to the expanding thoughts around him, "You still can't attack now, can you?"

As soon as the words fell, Meluem staggered violently, and traces of blood spilled from his lips.

"It's not good to be too reluctant."

He lowered his head and turned the pages of the book intently, as if he was looking for something, then he stopped and let out a long sigh of relief, "The constraints are finally fulfilled."

White and slender fingers flicked over his lips, stained with bright red liquid, Kuroro smiled, "The blood of the enemy, talking for more than 10 minutes, and the target's stillness are the conditions for the activation of this ability..."

He suddenly leaned back slightly, avoiding the blood-stained poker.

"At this point, do you still not give up?"

He turned his head and looked at Hisoka, who was barely standing, "If you get distracted at this time, the consequences will be very serious."

"Humph~~~~hehe~~~" Hisoka's laughter changed slightly, he turned sideways, revealing the abdomen pierced by Feitan, "What a bad boy—"

Letting out a very short muffled groan, Fei Tan suddenly stepped back a few steps, "Damn it!"

"Tsk, really tenacious!"

Finx moved his arm, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a bloodthirsty arc, "Go back to heaven!"

The entire space vibrated, and the rising smoke and dust obstructed everyone's sight.

Kuroro's body froze suddenly. "As expected of a king, even at this point, you can do something."

He said unhurriedly, "What kind of ability is this?"

"……you do not need to know."

Meruem withdrew his outstretched index finger and frowned secretly.A plug that binds the Tao, is the only power that can be mobilized now?He looked at the calm man, "You don't seem to care at all?"

"what,"

Kuroro looked at him calmly, and Meluem found that there was a smile in those dark eyes, "This is a big gamble. Whoever recovers first is the winner, it's fair."

"I'm afraid you can't afford the bet."

Meruem's eyes were cold.

"No, you deserve it all, my respected Ant King."

The young man smiled peacefully.

[The next world, Shaman King] "Tsk,"

Meluem frowned deeply, "It's actually at this time."

A red flame burned in the palm, both enchanting and cold, with the determination to burn everything!But the one who moved first was a black-haired young man. The thief's extreme will and no wind automatically wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth. Kuroro said rather embarrassedly, "It seems that I am the one who won, so..."

Meluem felt an extreme chill at that moment.He finally broke free from the shackles, but his last memory was a large expanse of white.

Kuroro finally smiled, innocently and contentedly like a child.He bent down slightly, stuck to the huge ice surface that suddenly appeared, and said to the people inside, "Look, you will eventually belong to me."

Even though it is dead like this, it still exists forever.

At the same time, the three guards in the NGL hall suddenly knelt down together, "King—"

"The breath of the king... has completely disappeared!"

"Lord Nine Tails!"

Suddenly remembered something, Catwoman staggered and pushed open the door, "Wang, Wang, what the hell..."

The words stopped abruptly.In the vision blurred by tears, there is only a figure from the back that is gradually disappearing.The man had extremely gorgeous fiery red long hair, and was tall and tall, vaguely a handsome young man.He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but he didn't succeed.The unfinished words disappeared into the air together with the boy himself.

######################################################################################################################################################################################################################################################################################################## '. Although ten years have passed since it collapsed for unknown reasons, various underground excavations have not stopped..."

The black-haired man turned off the TV casually, turned around and said to the silver-haired young man beside him, "Qi Ya, are you ready to go home now?"

"Well, after all, there are still many things that need to be dealt with to beat the enemy Hakka."

The silver-haired young man smiled lightly, with a bit of reluctance in his expression, but he didn't show much resistance, "It's really troublesome to be the head of the family, I really want to arrest them all."

"Kiya, you've been saying that since you were 12 years old."

As if feeling helpless at being willful with his friend, the black-haired young man rubbed his forehead, and then dodged someone's sneak attack.

"Tch, at that time I thought that I would never take over as the head of the family for the rest of my life, but the only one who fulfilled my wish was you, a single-minded guy."

Qi Ya showed his sharp nails angrily.

The famous hunter of three-star Eudemons, Jay Fulishi smiled foolishly. Although it took a lot of effort to find his father, he did succeed in capturing that guy.

"Hey, are you still going to NGL?"

Frowning slightly, Qi Ya said, "I'm not here to save you this time."

"kindness,"

Xiaojie nodded, his black eyes were still as clear as ever, "Don't worry, Qiya, that place is much safer than before. And it has been recognized as a new country."

"Tsk, I won't admit to a 'mutant'. That's the guy who almost destroyed the human race."

"...Hey, Chiya."

"What?"

"If the ant king didn't die, would ants really replace humans?"

"Probably... yes,"

The silver-haired young man said vaguely, "The talents of those guys are so insane, once the king gives birth to a new queen..."

Even now, those who call themselves 'mutants' gain recognition with their 'poor man's rose'.

If the Ant King was in this world, he would probably feel comforted by such a situation, Qi Ya couldn't help thinking so.Jairo completed his task very well, and soon NGL had the design drawings of "The Poor Man's Rose". Coupled with strong force, even if it lost the king, it was still invincible.For the ant clan, the biggest problem is actually lifespan—no matter how their appearance changes, they are still ants in essence.But in the case of having a queen, no one cares about this, they should have been evolving.But the departure of the king put an end to all of this. In the absence of a new queen, the ants had to choose to reproduce in their own way.As a result of a large number of intermarriages with humans, the special abilities of ants themselves are gradually disappearing, and new species are slowly forming.They refuse to eat people, their lifespan is less than half of that of ordinary humans, but they have natural talents and a sense of superiority. They occupy a large area of ​​NGL and the surrounding area, calling themselves "mutants" humans and ants, and later "" The war between the "mutants" continued for several years, until the "mutants" were recognized and NGL became a recognized independent country, and peace had just arrived.

Perhaps this is the original intention of the Ant King.Ten years later, many human scientists who study ants say so.They carefully analyzed the behavior of the Ant King at that time and found that he was essentially different from other ants.The higher he stands, the farther he can see.After gaining power, he did not launch a war immediately, but endured and waited for the opportunity to prove it.Even though he left early, the facts have proved his wisdom.The current situation is the best result that the ant race can achieve.The nature of ants makes them not know how to create but only know how to destroy.Assuming they get a new queen, the final result is just devouring all humans in the case of massive reproduction.Then they start devouring everything around them, with an indefatigable desire that must destroy the world and themselves—an evolutionary version of an ecological catastrophe.Their natural aggression makes them unable to stop, so they cannot really gain a foothold in this world.If you want to obtain continuation, strength alone is not enough.But here lies the question, it is obviously a newly born ant king, why is it so different?Countless scholars are puzzled.

The "mutants" happily regard the last ant king as their first ancestor, the origin of all their life.Perhaps this is not only because he is the only king in human form, but also because of other unknown reasons, but these have not been verified.There are legends that the king is extremely handsome and powerful, but his personality is cold and cruel. Of course, some people say that it is just a false name.But the "mutants" needed him and regarded him as the greatest king.

"This mysterious and powerful ant king created a legend with his short life. Just like his name, he illuminated the direction of countless people, and even led the birth and reproduction of a new race. His It's a miracle in itself." - "The Establishment and Development of New NGL" "Crack!"

With a hint of a smile, the black-haired young man closed the book in his hand.The first rays of sunlight pierced the darkness, and the young man stretched out in the gradually brightening morning light.He stood up, straightened his slightly messy clothes, and walked out of his room with steady steps.

"Morning, Captain."

He responded to every group member he met with a smile, then walked down a few steps with their knowing eyes, and pushed open a rather old wooden door.

The door made the same dull sound as usual, as if breaking through all the long hours.

A lifelike portrait lay there quietly, wrapped in a thick layer of ice, handsome as a god, even if he closed his eyes, people could know how compelling he would be once he opened them.

The young man walked lightly, as if he didn't want to disturb this person's sleep.He stood quietly aside, painting his face as meticulously as every day in the past.Very rarely, the young man showed genuine tenderness on his face, as if he was treating a hard-won treasure, but also as if he was treating a lover with intimacy.

Kuroro smiled, and suddenly remembered the interesting book he read last night, "Meluem...does it illuminate everything?"

He lowered his head slightly, and pressed a kiss on the man's lips through the ice layer.

"I haven't gotten tired of it after ten years. It is indeed my most satisfying collection."

He murmured, but spiders don't need the light that illuminates everything. What they are good at and passionate about has always been plundering.

The end of the hunter