How... How Could People Be So Cruel!?

"Are you... just kidding...?"

Flash Ghost's face was filled with horror as his gaze pierced through the crowd and locked onto the boy whose body was constantly emanating powerful Nen.

He even saw the other person's icy, cold eyes.

The two looked at each other.

For a fleeting moment, he felt as if he were witnessing his own death...

"How is that possible? He's clearly just a child, yet his aura... is in no way inferior to that old Netero..."

Flash Ghost's face was grim.

The other party's target seems to be them...

"This boy is probably the one controlling these monsters!"

The Evil Mage standing nearby also changed color slightly, his expression no longer indifferent.

The next second, he seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Perhaps, he is the Ian we're looking for!"

Upon hearing the Evil Mage's words, the Flash Ghost's pupils contracted.

However, upon further reflection, I came to agree with this guess.

In the Ejin City, a young boy solves problems in the Gandor Ruins, traveling alongside Netero...

Several conditions combined.

It couldn't possibly be anyone else!

The other party was none other than Ian, the one they were looking for!

However, the aura emanating from it was somewhat beyond their expectations.

Not far away.

The Siming, shrouded in black robes, naturally heard the Evil Mage's words.

His expression changed slightly. He glanced at the wrecked monster in the chaotic scene and instantly connected the dots in his mind, realizing he was in trouble.

If this boy is Ian...

They... seem to have provoked a very troublesome enemy.

"This guy is definitely coming for us!"

Feeling that evil and ominous Nen.

As if death were a constant companion, Flash Ghost's face turned grim, and he shouted in a deep voice.

"Hey, Siming, Evil Mage, Golden Gun, Yuliya, this guy's got bad intentions. Don't hold back, kill him!"

He couldn't forget the other person's cold, icy gaze, as if looking at a dead man.

Subconsciously, his Nen surged slightly, and the giant skeleton once again wrapped around his body.

The enemy is very strong; we must be vigilant!

However, with their combined efforts, even if this brat's mental power is beyond imagination, as long as they coordinate well, destroying him shouldn't be a problem!

They... are the seasoned Scythe of Judgment!!

Everyone around looked at Ian with fear and kept avoiding him.

Ian ignored him, his pupils slightly red, and with each step he took, the chill and anger in his heart deepened.

His vision seemed to be shrouded in a layer of bloody mist.

A complex mix of emotions welled up inside him.

He seems to be late...

His gaze was fixed on the blond man with a buzz cut and the monk, and a violent urge to tear them apart arose in his mind!

Simply because the Steel Shell... it was removed...

He just lay there at their feet, like a pile of rubble...

When he witnessed this scene.

No one could understand what Ian was feeling at that moment.

The Steel Shell has a very low profile...

At times, it was so low that Ian forgot it existed.

It's more like Ian's pet...

This special "Justice Rope," which he personally planted and grew into, seems to have a little more emotion than other "Justice Rope," but not much.

This guy is stupid; he can't even communicate.

Sometimes, even when Ian tries to call it out from underground, Steel Shell doesn't understand Ian's meaning.

It simply followed Ian silently underground.

Ian didn't know where it was at any given moment; he only knew that this silly creature was definitely somewhere underground, always protecting him.

When Ian is in danger, the other will bravely use its sturdy body to shield Ian from any harm!

That's the purpose of the Steel Shell.

There is no value judgment, no question of whether it's worth it or not...

This is the only instruction it has ever received since its birth: to protect its master, Ian!

The only interaction between Ian and it was probably the occasional pat on its large, clanging, steel-like head.

The other person was rather simple-minded, not even as clever as Elina's "Aimon," and wouldn't rub against her or act cute; they just shrank back.

Ian didn't know whether the other person was happy or not.

He could only guess... that the other person was probably happy...

This guy... just stays underground all the time.

I wonder if it's boring or not.

The only special situation he encountered was when he opened the [Anywhere Door] and left, and the other person couldn't find him, so he would run to Machi with a pitiful expression to "complain"...

But.

The only time he was threatened by a sniper rifle, it was this same simple-minded guy who, without hesitation, took the bullet for him.

As the number of props increases.

Ian is already very strong and doesn't need its protection.

This simpleton didn't understand, yet he tirelessly burrowed underground, following his own...

Ian never had a chance to ask this simpleton.

Do you want to change your lifestyle?

I never even asked it if it got bored following me underground all the time...

After all, the Steel Shell's presence was so minimal...

So low that Ian often subconsciously forgets about it...

But...

This seemingly indestructible, clumsy iron thing was dismantled...

The scattered electronic components on the ground were so glaringly obvious that Ian himself had no idea that so many things were hidden inside the Steel Shell...

That makes sense, the other party is indeed a futuristic technology product...

This seemingly simple-minded creature, which was usually like a dog, didn't excitedly crawl out of the ground to greet him this time.

It lay there, fallen at the enemy's feet, its body torn apart, parts scattered everywhere, its once bright eyes now closed. Was it asleep?

But...

It looks like... a dead snake?

Ian's powerful Nen seemed to be stained with a layer of angry blood, substantially stirring the surrounding air and forming a vortex!

Why!

My Steel Shell never came to greet me again!?

How can people be so cruel!?

Why... why do this to this blockhead!?

The anger in Ian's mind had reached its peak!

In an instant, the vast expanse of blood-red and pitch-black Nen, which had been intertwined, suddenly contracted to its extreme, as if the spreading clouds had been reversed, and clung tightly to his body!

"Boom--"

The next moment.

Beneath Ian's feet, as if struck by lightning, the ground instantly caved in, creating a crater several meters deep, and the ground shattered into pieces!

What was the highest speed Netero ever achieved?

In the blink of an eye!

Ian's body tore through space, traversing hundreds of meters like Thunder, and arrived beside Flash Ghost and the Evil Mage!

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The two had no time to react or utter a word. Even though they were covered in a thick layer of Nen, they were still like two broken dolls, being violently thrown away by the dump truck at 100 kilometers per hour!

In just one exchange, the two were sent flying backwards, like dark shadows, and crashed into a building.

Countless shards of glass flew everywhere, and dust filled the field.

He blasted the two opponents away in an instant, Ian face expressionless, his expression somewhat numb.

There was no need to press the attack!

He had no interest in paying attention to the few people present who were already on his death list; he simply lowered his head and stared at the half-destroyed Steel Shell lying on the ground.

The blood mist before him seemed to clearer. Ian stared at the shattered Steel Shell on the ground, unsure of what to do.

Anger and sorrow intertwined, and at this moment, Ian's mind was in turmoil.

"Stand up..."

He tried calling out, but there was no response.

"Steel... Steel Shell?"

He crouched down and lifted the other person's large head, trying to get the other person to open their eyes and look at him.

It seemed that Ian's arrival caused the Steel Shell to react slightly.

The other person's large, closed eyes slowly opened a crack, and the faint pupil seemed to reflect Ian's image.

The other person couldn't speak, but just wanted to lift their big head and rub against Ian again.

"You're awake!"

Ian quickly hugged the other's big head, feeling both happy and, more than anything, terrified!

My mind went completely blank!

He currently doesn't have any items to heal the robot's injuries!

He's not Doraemon. Before he had certain gadgets, he was just an ordinary person who couldn't keep creating miracles!

At that moment, Ian felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

His hands trembled slightly, terrified that he would witness the other person truly "dead"!

He didn't know... how to save the other person.

Meanwhile, Yuliya and the others, Golden Gun Siming to the side, stared in disbelief at the Evil Mage and the Flash Ghost who were being blasted into the building!

It was just a single, initial attack!

The two of them didn't even have the slightest power to resist!

Could this boy be Ian?

Who... is he!?

At this moment, a terrible thought arose in the minds of all of them!

The opponent's terrifying strength reminded them of someone— Netero, the one from whom even the five of them, working together, could only flee in disarray from the opponent's grasp!

Just then...

Ian's companions had already caught up with him.

Uvogin, Nobunaga, Machi, and others guarded his side. Aimina and Eluna also floated over from the air, exuding a terrifying aura. Their dark eyes, with just a glance, made the others hold their breath and dare not make any Siming moves!

"This is!?"

Meanwhile, Machi's face paled when she saw Steel Shell's miserable state; in an instant, she understood why Ian was so angry.

I also understood the sadness in Ian's heart at that moment.

"Machi, it's all my fault for being late, Steel Shell... he's about to die..."

Ian looked up, and only after seeing Machi did the anger in his heart gradually subside, his mind clearing up, and sadness welled up in his heart.

At this moment, his mind was in complete turmoil!

He had no [robot repair tools] on hand and didn't know what to do!

This was the first time Machi and the Uvogin had seen Ian's confusion and sadness.

Uvogin clenched his fists, gritting his teeth as he spoke angrily.

"I'm going to kill those guys!"

Nobunaga was standing nearby, quickly pulled him back, signaling him to calm down.

Chrollo's expression was equally solemn, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Ian, isn't there any medicine that can heal it?"

Even if we manage to control it, it's still possible...

Because of his previous anger, Ian couldn't think of much at the moment.

He shook his head sadly.

However, at that moment, he saw Aimina and Eluna looking at him with complicated expressions in their dark eyes.

Sudden.

His expression changed, and his eyes immediately lit up with joy!

Without a moment's hesitation, he instantly pulled out the [Time Cloth] from his 4D Pocket!

"I'm such an idiot!"

Ian still had tears in his eyes, but his face was already beaming with excitement and joy!

"Foolish! Foolish! So incredibly foolish! I almost forgot about this item!"

He was blinded by rage, only thinking about how to heal Steel Shell's injuries, and his mind became clouded by his own limited perspective!

As long as he has the [Time Cloth], he can easily reverse the state of the Iron Shell!

Without the slightest hesitation, he directly placed the reverse side of the [Time Cloth] onto the Steel Shell.

Moment!

Ability activated!

In an instant, the broken parts of the Steel Shell began to heal, and the scattered electronic components quickly returned to their places!

It's like time has been reshaped!

This scene!

Even Uvogin and others were seeing this for the first time!

Aimina and Eluna stared in astonishment at this scene, only now realizing how they had been restored to their original physical state!

A few seconds.

The Steel Shell was now completely intact!

Its intelligence made it unaware of what had just happened, and it thought nothing had occurred.

Upon seeing its owner arrive, it happily nuzzled Ian with its large head.

Ian stood up.

He gently stroked the other person's head and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, his mind had completely calmed down, and he looked at the others, including Siming, with a slightly cold gaze.

He... won't let these guys get away with it...