Chapter 14: A Half-Calamity Level Supernatural!
“Number Six, hurry up! Don’t dawdle!”
“If we lose the elite-level supernatural, you’ll receive forty lashes and be starved for ten days when we get back!”
A cruel glint appeared in Nenba Yusuke’s eyes as he kicked the frail girl in front of him, threatening her.
Like the Circle of Light, they were also a three-person team.
Nenba Yusuke and Nenba Yukawa were brothers, and the frail girl was Number Six.
Indeed, Number Six didn’t have a name, only a number.
For the Nenba branch, supernatural users who didn’t inherit the Nen ability were mere consumables.
Using numbers was more convenient.
It was worth mentioning, and rather ironic, that due to the continuous weakening of the Nenba bloodline, the number of ordinary people in the family was about to surpass those with Nen abilities.
However, perhaps due to the unique nature of the Nen bloodline, the probability of other supernatural abilities appearing among the Nenba branch was much higher than normal.
So, even now, by readily using consumables, the Nenba branch’s overall strength hadn’t declined, but had even subtly increased.
Nenba Yukawa frowned as he saw his younger brother repeatedly beating Number Six.
“Enough!”
“Don’t keep weakening Number Six during the mission. You can do whatever you want when we get back, but if you jeopardize the mission, you’ll face the consequences.”
Nenba Yukawa glanced at his brother and Number Six with disdain.
To him, his brother was still too young.
Touching a discarded member was like staining their hands, utterly disgusting for those with Nen abilities.
Tainted bloodlines should be eradicated.
However, decades ago, the family discovered the continuous decline of the Nen ability, which was why these disgusting creatures were kept alive and barely utilized.
For these beings, being alive was a merciful gift from the family.
Nenba Yusuke’s attacks grew increasingly vicious, squeezing Number Six’s neck, choking her.
“Gasp… Gasp…”
Number Six’s dirty, tangled black hair covered her body as her face turned red, struggling desperately to pry Nenba Yusuke’s hands away.
But the thought of the punishment for a discarded member touching a family member with Nen abilities made her tremble.
Her eyes teared up from lack of air; she felt like she was about to die.
Nenba Yusuke finally heard his brother’s words.
He abruptly released her.
Number Six collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
The pain from her injuries flared up, but she was already numb to it.
She suddenly thought that dying just now wouldn’t have been so bad. At least she wouldn’t be used as a disposable tool anymore.
Her abilities were also severely overdrawn.
In a few months, the title of Number Six would likely be passed on to someone else.
Life in the Nenba branch was as deep and dark as their black hair, devoid of light.
Discarded members not only lacked supernatural resources, but even having a full meal was a luxury.
So sad… so painful…
But… she didn’t want to die… she had promised her parents…
…To survive.
Number Six clutched her throat, lowered her head, and coughed violently.
“Stop playing dead! Hurry up and find the elite-level supernatural!”
She was kicked again, but Number Six was used to it.
There wasn’t a patch of healthy skin on her wrists, only scars and dried blood from repeatedly cutting herself to use her abilities.
If it weren’t for the resilient vitality of a supernatural user, an ordinary person would have already died.
Finally, she found a small area of undamaged skin on her wrist and cut it to activate her ability.
A faint, flickering blue light appeared in her dark eyes, as if it might extinguish at any moment.
When she finally saw the elite-level supernatural, Number Six witnessed an unbelievable scene, her eyes widening.
Her slightly hoarse voice quickly reported,
“Correction, the elite-level supernatural has reached half-Calamity level.”
“It’s not running anymore.”
“It’s… charging towards us.”
“What?!”
Although they despised discarded members, the Nenba brothers acknowledged Number Six’s tracking and sensory abilities.
They were both shocked.
A half-Calamity level supernatural was beyond the control of a C-rank supernatural user.
However, they were both Nen users and sorcerers. With the versatility of sorcery and a sufficient supply of powerful talismans…
They might have a fighting chance.
Moreover, although not twins, as brothers, their Nen fluctuations were very similar, allowing them to understand each other without words.
Let’s do this!
Almost instantly, Nenba Yusuke and Nenba Yukawa exchanged glances, confirming their decision not to retreat, but to fight.
This was a half-Calamity level supernatural. If they could successfully hunt it…
The supernatural materials they obtained could potentially elevate one of them to B-rank!
This would also raise their family status, and their descendants would be much more likely to inherit the Nen ability.
In a split second, the Nenba brothers made their decision, and the half-Calamity level supernatural was rapidly approaching!
“Thump! Thump! Thump!”
“Boom———!!!”
The supernatural being made a loud noise, kicking off the ground and leaping from the distance, revealing its terrifying form.
It was a spider-type supernatural.
Its body resembled a black spider, magnified dozens of times, reaching three meters in size. Countless tiny eyes opened on its six hairy legs.
And its front left leg, covered in blood-red markings, glowed ominously like the scythe of the Grim Reaper.
Where its spider head should have been, there was a large baby’s head, taking up two-thirds of its body.
It roared, its mouth filled with writhing tentacles.
It was enough to make one’s skin crawl and hair stand on end.
“Zaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa———!!”
Its sharp shriek seemed to pierce the soul, even covering one’s ears was useless.
An invisible pressure spread, making the air thick and suffocating, like being underwater.
This was…
A half-Calamity level supernatural.
Nenba Yukawa pulled out a blood-red talisman from his pocket, swallowed hard, and gritted his teeth.
“Yusuke, let’s go!!”
Deep within his eyes, a profound fear surfaced.
He hoped…
This half-Calamity level supernatural hadn’t mastered a “Rule”!
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