Chapter 136: Art is an Explosion - Gold
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Genthru was sent flying by a single punch from Riku.
He flew over a hundred meters, crashing heavily into a wall. The wall cracked and collapsed, barely stopping his momentum.
He violently coughed up a mouthful of blood.
This was a game world, but in reality, the players' actual bodies entered the game.
If a player was injured in this game, their real body would be injured identically.
Or rather.
This so-called Greed Island wasn't actually an ordinary game, but a real island that existed in reality, merely covered by a massive amount of Nen.
"This guy... this guy is really the Bomber!!"
"Damn it! We trusted him so much before, but this guy actually planted bombs on us."
"So this guy is the true culprit."
"Kill him! Kill him!!"
...
The numerous players instantly reacted. One by one, they looked in sheer terror at the bombs on their bodies.
The glaring crimson countdown timers were rapidly depleting. As their heartbeats accelerated, the speed of the countdown visibly increased.
They finally realized that this Genthru, who they had seen as a nice guy, was the boss behind the scenes.
"Ugh, damn it, damn it!! You idiots!! If I die, all of you will die too! Hurry up and kill this guy, otherwise I'll let every single one of you die!!"
Scrambling to his feet, Genthru's expression was savage, blood trickling from his mouth. He looked exactly like a wounded beast.
His gaze was filled with venom as he stared at Riku.
He had originally thought his plan was flawless, but he never expected it to be seen through by Riku before he could perfectly execute it.
"Bullshit! There's no way we're helping you!"
"Planting bombs on us and expecting us to help a tyrant!!"
"Kill this guy!!"
"Kill—Ah!?"
...
BOOM—
The players yelled with righteous indignation. Some even rushed up to Genthru, ready to attack him, but before they could, the bombs on their bodies violently detonated.
Instantly turning into a rain of blood!
This sudden scene instantly caused the expressions of the players present to change drastically.
They finally realized a very serious problem.
Meaning, time bombs had been planted on them. If they didn't follow this guy's arrangements, every single one of them might die here.
Not might, but definitely!
"Hehe, you see? I've already planted bombs on over a hundred people in this entire game. If you try to kill me, I'll drag them all down with me. You don't want to see them all die, right?"
Genthru seemed to grasp the initiative in negotiations once more, a savage smile returning to his face.
"Ah? My... My Lord... You must save us!"
"Help! My Lord! My Lord!"
"I don't want to die!!"
"Ah!?"...
Hearing these words, the other players present who had bombs planted on them instantly turned ashen, their expressions filled with sheer terror.
They looked towards Riku full of panic, begging mournfully.
No one doesn't fear death, especially these players who entered the game. The vast majority of them came for the astronomical bounty.
A bounty of 50 billion Jenny, but not enough to be compared to a life.
"See that? Hehe! As long as you let me go, I can defuse all the bombs on them. Then we can pretend we never met and go our separate ways!! How about it!!"
Genthru stared fixedly at Riku.
The players with planted bombs instantly grew excited one by one.
They had witnessed the players blown to death by the bombs with their own eyes, so they were naturally incredibly terrified of the time bombs on their own bodies.
"Hehe, you mean as long as I let you go, you'll defuse the bombs on these toys?"
Riku suddenly smiled.
"Of course. Trading my single life for the lives of over a hundred players should be very valuable to you! Right!"
Genthru gritted his teeth, not daring to relax even slightly.
Because during that punch just now, he felt as if his internal organs had all been shattered.
And this guy hadn't used any cards at all.
This meant that in the outside real world, the opponent's speed could also reach the terrifying speed he just displayed.
In the outside world, this brat before him was absolutely an existence with terrifying strength!
Therefore.
Negotiation was his optimal choice.
"Why do you think I would choose to let you go for the sake of over a hundred irrelevant players? Is your brain fried?"
Riku laughed.
The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing his white teeth.
In the next instant.
Riku's figure vanished from the spot, practically leaving afterimages in the air.
"Oh no!! Damn it!!"
Seeing this, Genthru's expression changed drastically in an instant, and he hurriedly summoned his magic book.
Just in the instant he was selecting a card, preparing to use it...
Riku had already arrived in front of him.
That incredibly familiar fist appeared in his vision once again.
BOOM—
A solid punch landed squarely on his face.
Teeth shattered and flew, and even his skull deformed slightly.
Genthru let out a miserable scream, and was once again sent flying like a sandbag, even producing a Mach cone!
Too exaggerated!
This sudden scene instantly left the players present dumbfounded one by one.
Many of these players were beginners, but there was no lack of veteran players among them. As veteran players of this Greed Island game, they naturally understood the combat techniques within this game.
But generally speaking, they all required taking out the magic book, summoning cards, and using the corresponding cards to fight. What was happening right before their eyes had absolutely never happened.
This new player didn't follow any logic at all, completely using pure physical strength to break the limitations of this game.
His movement speed alone already rivaled those special movement cards.
And that terrifying power was simply unimaginable.
This guy was practically a walking combat machine!
"Kill him for me! Otherwise I'll detonate the bombs on you!!!"
Genthru, lying on the ground, roared in furious panic.
While those players were still hesitating, he bellowed.
Release!!
Instantly, several players exploded violently one after another, like firecrackers.
Flesh, blood, and severed limbs splattered everywhere.
This scene made the other nearby players who hadn't been planted with bombs feel a chill run down their spines.
The players who had time bombs planted on them could no longer sit still at this moment.
They roared in terror and rushed towards Riku, each one pulling out their magic book.
They understood that in this situation, they had no choice.
"Attack!!"
"Attack!!"
"Forgive us, if we don't attack you, we'll die!"
...
They shouted in panic and anger, but the attacks from their hands never stopped.
"Damn it! These guys... Riku is clearly the one trying to help them, yet they bite the hand that feeds them!"
Gon-kun gritted his teeth, incredibly furious.
"In this situation, there is fundamentally no second choice..."
Killua, however, saw it very clearly.
Riku didn't mind the attacks before him. He simply charged straight ahead.
His figure was like lightning amidst the various frantic bombardments. The speed at which he dodged those attacks was even faster than the speed of the attacks themselves.
It left everyone absolutely dumbfounded.
Genthru also felt his scalp tingle continuously. He didn't even have the mind or energy to detonate the other bombs right now.
Instead, he looked in sheer terror at Riku, who was getting closer and closer.
"No—"
"Stop, stop!!!"
He screamed in terror, but watched in horror as Riku charged right up to him, grabbed him by the neck, lifted him entirely with one hand, and held him in front like a shield.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
Amidst deafening explosions.
The attacks that were originally meant for Riku mostly landed on Genthru.
He instantly became a live target, blocking these attacks.
The smoke and dust gradually cleared.
The players' attacks also gradually stopped.
Everyone felt their hearts pounding wildly.
Because the scene they witnessed today completely exceeded their expectations. In all their past gaming experience, it was impossible for a player with such terrifying movement speed to exist.
But now, they had seen it with their own eyes.
"L-Let me go... I know many secrets in this game. As long as you let me down, I can give you all my cards, including the secrets I know."
At this moment, Genthru looked like a tattered burlap sack, his body riddled with holes, all injuries caused by those attacks.
He begged for mercy in terror, having long lost his previous high-spirited demeanor.
The so-called mastermind and initiator was still so fragile in the face of absolute power.
He was afraid!
Fear of death, fear of absolute power.
"Oh, I thought a guy like you who kills without batting an eye wouldn't fear death. It seems you're spineless too."
Riku smiled, looking at Genthru, who was like a dead dog in his hand.
"Yes... I am spineless... My Lord, you... just treat me like a fart and let me go. I have many cards, and my brothers have even more cards. As long as you let me go, I'll have my brothers give all their cards to you...
There's more than one Bomber!"
Genthru pleaded, his words carrying a threat.
His words instantly caused Gon-kun and Killua's expressions to shift slightly.
It wasn't just them; the other players present also wore exceptionally ugly expressions.
They hadn't expected there to be more than one terrifying Bomber!
According to Genthru, there were actually a full three Bombers.
Doesn't this mean that if they killed Genthru, the other two would hunt down Riku and the others present?
Thinking of the consequences of being targeted by the Bomber, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
"Of course, as long as you let me go, we'll be friends! If your strength is combined with our abilities, we can definitely rule this entire game!!"
Genthru hurriedly spoke up.
But Riku showed no intention of paying attention to him. The look he gave Genthru was exceptionally calm and indifferent, lacking even a trace of emotion.
That look was like looking at a dead person.
It made every hair on Genthru's body stand on end.
"Unfortunately, from the moment you made the wrong choice at the very beginning, there was no turning back."
"In your next life... try being human!"
Riku shook his head and applied slight pressure to the hand gripping Genthru.
Bang—
Under everyone's shocked gazes, the Bomber Genthru's head instantly popped like a watermelon, red and white matter splattering everywhere.
It even made some players with weaker psychological fortitude retch on the spot.
[Ding! You have killed the Bomber Genthru... Automatically plundering opponent's System Traits...]
[Ding! Congratulations on acquiring the traits [Bomber] - Gold, [Disguise] - Gold, [Close Combat] - Purple.]
...
A voice resembling the sounds of nature rang out in Riku's mind.
A massive amount of attribute information regarding Genthru surfaced!
System Trait: [Bomber] - Gold Effect: You can plant a bomb on a target using specified phrasing and methods...
This trait was entirely the one Genthru possessed. And the description was quite complicated, meaning one had to play the nice guy like Genthru first, and then mention information about the Bomber to the players before planting it.
It was truly quite cumbersome.
[Ding! Detected that you possess traits [Disguise] - Gold, [Conjuration], [Merge], [Bombed Corpse], etc. Automatically obtaining trait fusion effect.]
[Ding! Bomber trait vanishes...]
[Ding! Congratulations on acquiring a completely new trait — [Explosive Clay: Art is an Explosion] - Gold.]
As Riku's various traits merged.
The voice resembling the sounds of nature rang out once again. In Riku's attribute panel, a completely new trait impressively appeared.
System Trait: [Explosive Clay: Art is an Explosion] - Gold Effect: You possess Explosive Clay. The size of the explosive effect is determined by the various clay figures you create.
A very simple description.
But the effect of this Explosive Clay instantly made Riku feel completely refreshed.
Isn't this Deidara's explosive art?
The effect of this explosion far exceeded the Bomber's own trait.
Although both were Gold, they were absolutely arts on two different levels.
He hadn't expected to receive such an extra surprise.
It seemed the numerous traits he had kept around from before were indeed useful. Some seemingly useless, mediocre traits, if kept around, might just serve as materials for fusion to obtain completely new traits.
Perfect!
Let's test the effect!
Riku gently rubbed his fingers together. Instantly, a tiny piece of white clay appeared on his fingertip, and he gave it a flick.
BOOM—
The ground not far away exploded violently. This effect was almost comparable to a Byakurai nuclear blast of the same size!
Simply unimaginable!
No wonder Deidara said art is an explosion.
The sudden explosion instantly terrified the other players who still had time bombs on them.
The countdown speed of the bombs on their bodies became even faster.
Even though Genthru was dead, the time bombs planted on them hadn't disappeared.
This had an absolute relation to the Nen abilities of this world.
When a player using a Nen ability dies, the Nen ability they leave behind does not disappear; it might even be strengthened.
This scene perfectly confirmed this fact.
"Ah! It's the Bomber!!"
"It's over, it's over, we're dead!!"
"Help! I don't want to die yet!! Just let me survive, I'll never play this deadly game again!!"
...
The sudden explosion completely terrified these players with planted bombs.
Looking at these players, Riku suddenly had an idea.
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