Then, a wave of piercing pain surged through him, undergoing hair loss, skin shedding, muscle tearing, cell division and reorganization... Especially—
The mitochondria responsible for regulating "cell metabolism" and "cell apoptosis", directly participating in influencing the aging process and even "lifespan" of the "body", grew bigger!
Roy gritted his teeth, a sudden realization dawned upon him... It's not that the points were fewer, but his foundation was solid enough. The same amount of points resulted in higher "constitution" strength, making it harder to enhance compared to before... Just like how the energy required for an "elephant to grow an inch taller" compared to an "ant to grow an inch taller" is incomparable,
With his current physical condition, the amplification from the same amount of points would become lesser and lesser in the future... In other words, if he wanted to become stronger, he would need more Life Energy or Power Of Faith in the future!
"Hoo~"
Thirty seconds... one minute... one and a half minutes... two minutes...
The retreat of the intense pain was slower than Roy imagined, taking up to two and a half minutes, a wave of "dark", "twisted", "mad" negative emotions clawed and drilled out from inside him, attempting to seize his conscious high ground.
In the boy's ink-like black pupils, "poof~", two suns ignited, and immediately sacrificed the great sun in his heart, to annihilate them!
"Wailing" erupted from the depths of the soul, shadows struggled and melted in the sunlight... leaving the boy with a clean mental landscape...
Roy released his clenched teeth, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and looked at himself in the mirror again, he had grown taller, his muscles more firm and full. He clenched his fist casually, and the strength exploded directly in his palm, booming like a dull thunder!
He glanced at the panel...
[Name: Roy Zoldyck]
[Constitution: 631.8→871.8 (Note: 1 for ordinary humans)]
[Nenryoku: Gate of Cognition]
[Manifested Nen Amount: C- (17854/100000)→C (40517/100000) (Note: Rating using ants as a reference)]
[Potential Qi Amount: C (68741/100000)→C+ (27157/100000)]
[Nenryoku Form Change: Level 2 (584/1000)]
[Nenryoku Property Change: Yang: Level 4 (42416/100000)... Yin: Level 2 (743/1000)... Fire: Level 3 (3451/10000)... Water: Level 3 (1450/10000)... Wind: Level 1 (94/100)... Earth: Level 2 (457/1000)...]
[Four Major Principles: [Ten]: Level 3 (3874/10000)... [Zetsu]: Level 3 (6978/10000)... [Ren]: Level 3 (2300/10000)... [Hatsu]: Level 4 (7451/100000）]
[Body Techniques (Fighting Experience): Level 3 (1540/10000）]
[Swordsmanship: Level 4 (9941/100000）]
[Applied Techniques—Dark Step.. Limb Curvature... Snake Life... Fraud... Arm Regeneration... Swamp Space... Clone... Dream Parasitism... Broad Dream Gate...]
[Title: An Apple Tree Bearing Fruit for One Year, C-Level Pinnacle, Directly Chasing B-Level]
Reference to ants, already above elite Master Generals Zazan, Yihaja...
'Probably at the level of a "Peak Sisko"... if only considering combat power... excluding other means...'
Roy silently adapted to the new body, put away the panel, rubbing his right hand over the back of his left hand, the back of the hand's "Curse" reversed and went back a minute, showing eight years, eleven months, fifty-four days, thirty-seven minutes, and forty-five seconds remaining. Unnoticed, almost a year had passed since the Hunter Exam. The boy's heart, stripped of the thrill brought by the majestic power, gradually regained its calm.
He straightforwardly turned the shower to the maximum, washed away the dirt, and came out, already dressed in a brand new training uniform... which he had Wutong prepare in advance, a larger size.
Heading to the training room, he casually took Yubashiri and the Staff Blade.
"Squeak~" The door closed.
At seven in the morning, the sun leaped out, the morning glow was full.
The young man, draped in a robe of the morning haze, with two swords at his side, strolled in a mottled corridor full of the atmosphere of times past. At a certain moment, he halted his steps, seeing a head of white hair waving in the wind, an old man clad in a robe with big words "One kill a day, career active" swaying in the wind, standing by the window with hands behind his back, gazing at couples strolling hand in hand in the garden....
Roy respectfully called out: "Grandfather."
Zeno turned his head to look, this time raising his chin slightly, raising an eyebrow: "You've grown taller again?"
Roy stepped forward two steps, standing side by side with Zeno, taller by half a head, calmly said: "Yes, just a little bit taller."
Just... a little bit? Zeno looked the boy up and down, suddenly asked: "Will you be taller than your father?"
"Which aspect are you referring to, Grandfather?"
"In any aspect."
Roy recalled the contrasting image of Silva he had seen in his dreams, chuckled softly: "No need to trick me, I'm on good terms with father... he also hugged me that day..."
In the garden, supporting Killua, Silva's ears twitched, visibly stiffening for a moment!
"Silva, what's wrong?" Killua, leaning close to the man, intimately holding his arm, looked back in surprise at his sudden pause...
Silva's mouth twitched rarely, quickly resuming his serious expression, softly said: "How about we go down the mountain for a walk today?"
"Wouldn't it be too far?"
"Not far, just a round in the mountain."
As long as it meant leaving this damned gaze... anything would do!
"Alright... then." Just as Killua's voice fell, she exclaimed, being directly picked up by the man around the waist, fleeing the garden swiftly.
Noticing the scene, Zeno looked curiously at Silva's fleeing silhouette, then at the smiling young boy beside him, with already seven parts of Silva's spirit, chuckled under his breath: "Seems like something funny happened that I don't know about... Roy,"
Zeno looked up at the young man: "Your brother is about to be born, why don't you give him a name as well."
This is something I get to do?
"Your great-grandfather said, everyone gets a share, whoever comes up with a nice name will get it..."
So casual?
"Then let's call him Killua."
"Killua... what does it signify?"
"Nothing, simply thought of the name, so casually said it."
"You're quite casual." Just in time, Illumi walked over with his hands in his pockets, glanced at the two of them.
Zeno asked: "How about you?"
"I'm just like him." Illumi stood beside Roy: "Just call him Killua."
So casual... seemed like even the thought time was saved....
Zeno: ".... "
Chewing the name repeatedly, leaving without a word....
In the mottled corridor leading to the training room's door, only the Zoldyck brothers remained, each sticking to one side, distinctly separated, slowly heading to the training room...
A whimpering wind blew by, sweeping up several fallen leaves....
Illumi glanced at Roy, noticing he took both swords along, casually said: "Do you have a chance to practice sword?"
Relying on the "God" word's blessing of eight million volts pouring down... Illumi clearly remembered that even though Roy held out for two minutes, ending without losing consciousness, he still lay in the garden for half a day, only recovering the control over his body, and back then... he did not carry any swords.
"I just don't want them to think I'm deliberately neglecting them." Shallow Strike can be Bankai, making Roy realize that every sword appearing in his life, whether beautiful or ugly, sharp or not, has a different bond with him from other swords,
Just as Urokodaki Sakonji said, they witnessed his past, rise and fall, glory and shame, later, not for Bankai, but to remember the past, more an anchor point that can be grasped when lost, Roy, after passing through Taiyi, and the battle of Meteor Street, immediately decided this.
Even planning that once he learns "Anti-Conjuration," he would place the three swords in his cognition space, joining him in life and death.
Yubashiri, Staff Blade, grabbed one left and one right by the boy....
Listening to him speak, seeing him act... Illumi surprisingly paused, watching Roy's back, those empty eyes gradually regained focus, blurting out: "I can also be a sword in your hand, whoever you ask me to cut, I'll cut."
"Condition?"
"Just don't neglect me, keep me by your side in the future."
I knew it!
Footsteps moved,
Roy created trails of afterimages,
"Don't think of running away!" Illumi stepped on Dark Step to follow...
He chased after me, just like in the Demon Slayer World, crazily chasing the Jade Pot with sword in hand, ultimately Kyojuro Rengoku, entwined with flame sword technique, slaughtering it in front of the Half-Demon Dog....
Hinting to Roy.....
[Power Of Faith +1]