I'm Really Not A Nen Exorcist (HxH Fanfic)

Inside the tomb.

Satotz and Quinn, who did not have permission to accompany the excavation, were still moving in the long corridor behind the sealed stone door.

For now, the range of their current activities is limited to this corridor.

If they want to proceed further into the corridor, they must first obtain the consent of the excavation team.

However-

Although they could only move within the corridor, Satotz and Quinn could always keep an eye on the Post-Mortem Nen emanating from the depths of the tomb.

"Satotz, is it just me, or..."

Quinn withdrew his gaze from the star map murals on the corridor ceiling and turned toward the light source deep in the tomb, then he frowned and said, "Why do I feel that the presence of that Post-Mortem Nen is getting stronger?"

"It's not your imagination."

Satotz stared at the ancient inscriptions on the wall and replied calmly: "The presence of that Post-Mortem Nen is indeed getting stronger."

"Ah, so..."

Quinn was stunned and asked, "Mr. Heram wasn't able to suppress the Post-Mortem Nen?"

"Seems that way."

Satotz said nonchalantly.

Since they can't go to the scene to check the situation, then there was no point in speculating endlessly here.

Even if Heram couldn't suppress the unknown Post-Mortem Nen within the tomb, it will not have any impact on Satotz.

After all, his task was simply to restore the inscriptions on the walls of the corridor, and the Post-Mortem Nen deep in the tomb obviously would not spread this far.

Otherwise, by the time the excavation team had dealt with the trap set behind the sealed stone door, the Post-Mortem Nen would have already flooded the tomb.

At this time.

In the depths of the tomb's main chamber.

A high platform stands in the center of the tomb's main chamber, and on the platform is a palace with a golden roof and white pillars.

Directly above the palace is a dome encrusted with thousands of luminous pearls, which made it looks like a starry sky.

However, the eerie green light they emitted cast a chilling, ghostly atmosphere over the entire chamber.

Around the platform were trenches more than ten meters deep.

In the trenches, there were dense piles of bones.

The Post-Mortem Nen that Satotz and Quinn felt in the front corridor of the tomb had now transformed into a black mist. It fluctuated, sometimes faint and sometimes thick, floating above the trench full of bones.

In front of the exit from the corridor was a vast open space.

The members of the excavation team had set up all their equipment nearby, and their attention was focused on the tall figure standing at the suspension bridge leading to the platform.

This figure was none other than the Mr. Heram that Satotz and Quinn had been discussing.

He was a towering man, dressed in a long gray robe, with broad eyes, thick eyebrows, and thin lips.

The most eye-catching thing about him is the ten stacked gold rings he wears around his neck. It gave the odd impression that his neck had been forcibly elongated.

"Tumonkatan..."

Heram gazed down at the black mist swirling above the trench, his brows furrowed.

There are countless skeletons piled up in this trench.

And each skeleton represents a life, as well as the emotions of unwillingness or resentment that were frozen in their final moments.

The person responsible for this scene was none other than Tumenkatan, the owner of this tomb.

A true tyrant who saw human life as nothing more than weeds!

Now, with their arrival, the Post-Mortem Nen that Tumonkatan had created, which contained countless emotions, was growing stronger at a visible rate.

Heram originally wanted to exorcise this Post-Mortem Nen directly. However, after taking action, he realized that the source of this Post-Mortem Nen extended deep into the trench of bones.

It is obviously not an easy task to eradicate it from the root.

He would need to make thorough preparations to have the possibility of completely exorcising this Post-Mortem Nen.

After realizing this, in order to ensure the excavation could proceed, Heram planned to temporarily suppress this Post-Mortem Nen, and then let the excavation team cross the suspension bridge and reach the Underworld Palace atop the platform.

However, the resilience of this Post-Mortem Nen exceeded Heram's expectations.

'With just this level of suppression, I can't guarantee safety.'

Heram's fiery gaze seemed to pierce through the black mist, landing on the countless bones within the trench.

Faintly-

Heram noticed some of the skeletons subtly twitching, as if showing signs of revival, causing his frown to deepen.

The phenomenon of Post-Mortem Nen controlling skeletons was common in tombs and ruins.

Usually, once the skeleton is destroyed, the Post-Mortem Nen attached to it will also disappear.

In terms of threat level, it was generally no more than an E-level threat, not worth worrying about.

But-

There are probably tens of thousands of skeletons piled up in the trench in front of him.

If the black mist-like Post-Mortem Nen permeating the trench could control all these skeletons, then the quantitative change would lead to qualitative change...

The thought of this possibility gave Heram a sense of foreboding.

Under his close observation, within just a few minutes, the movements of the skeletons piled up like mountains in the trench became increasingly apparent, and they began clattering against each other.

"Mr. Heram, now..."

A middle-aged man from the excavation team couldn't help but ask.

"Shut up."

However, before he could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by Heram.

"First, move the items from the side chambers. This area, for now, is off-limits."

Heram turned around and looked at the excavation team that had been waiting for a long time, and gave orders with a serious expression.

Hearing this, the members of the excavation team looked at each other in confusion.

This is the first time they had encountered such a situation.

Although they were not sure of the exact reason, they still followed Heram's orders and began preparing to transport the ancient artifacts they had found in the side chambers of the corridor first.

Inside the corridor.

A shadow, with its presence concealed by In, silently moved along the ceiling.

Upon spotting Satotz and Quinn ahead, the shadow stopped moving and remaining fixed to the ceiling.

'Both of them are Nen Users.'

Through his shared vision with the shadow, Moses observed the backs of Satotz and Quinn. He didn't recklessly command the shadow to move forward, but instead decided to hold back and watch for the moment.

Shortly after-

Sounds came from the end of the corridor, and a group of people came out carrying a lot of crates.

When Satotz and Quinn heard the noise, they turned to look, and their eyes were immediately drawn to the crates.

It was clear that these crates contained the ancient artifacts unearthed in this excavation.

"So soon?"

Satotz and Quinn exchanged glances and both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Upon seeing this, the shadow on the ceiling quietly retreated.

A few minutes later-

The excavation team carried a dozen crates out of the tomb.

Then, under the escort of numerous soldiers stationed nearby, these crates were transported to the largest tent in the area.

This scene did not go unnoticed by the members of the Erimo Bandit Group, who are hiding in the nearby mountains and forests.

"Prepare to move."

A fleeting voice, almost drowned out by the sound of wind and rain, echoed.

In the next instant-

The nine figures standing there dispersed and moved towards the brightly lit excavation site in the distance.

The troops stationed near the excavation site remained unaware of this is.

In no time, a sliver of Nen, invisible to ordinary people, flowed like water into a nearby tank.

Then-

The tank's engine suddenly roared to life, and its turret swiveled, aiming at the tents and soldiers not far away.

With a deafening sound, a tank's shell landed in the military camp, and the violent explosion instantly engulfed the soldiers who hadn't even had time to react.

In an instant-

Over ten soldiers were blown to pieces, their bodies landing on the ground like torn sacks.

The entire camp, as well as the excavation team who had just left the tomb, was thrown into chaos by the unexpected explosion.