This Boy Is an "Outlier"!!
Silva, who was about to snatch the camera immediately, noticed the boy's hand movements.
He slightly withdrew the step he was about to take, his sharply defined face remaining calm as his gaze fell on the other person's hand.
A doll?
A bad premonition was beginning to form in his heart...
So, the conditions for Nen Ability have been met?
I just don't know what kind of Nen Ability it is that gives the other party such confidence that I will fail...
Just to be on the safe side, let's test the waters with words for now.
"Tell me how you obtained information about the Zoldyck Family members, and perhaps there's room for negotiation. Otherwise, you'll all perish here."
Silva spoke calmly, as if stating a fact.
Ian looked at the other person with piercing eyes, smiled, and then said with icy eyes.
"Then please tell me why you attacked Dreyn. If your answer satisfies me, I might consider letting you go..."
Silva remained silent.
Based on what the other person said, he was almost certain of a fact.
That is, the opponent's completed Nen Ability poses a fatal threat to him...
Will I... collapse here...?
At that moment, a thought suddenly flashed through Silva's mind and lingered there.
Is this the final fate of an assassin...?
How ridiculous that I would even have such a thought.
However, regardless of the outcome, the threat to the family must be eliminated...
"Since negotiation is impossible, let me see what you're really relying on now..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Silva vanished from his spot.
"Whoosh!"
His figure flashed across the field at lightning speed, turning into afterimages as he relentlessly approached Ian in a lightning-fast pattern, avoiding any obstacles that might stand in his way.
"As expected, you haven't realized your mistake. Is it because of the arrogance of the Zoldyck Family clan?"
Ian said in an icy tone, then without further hesitation, he reached out, grabbed the doll in his hand, and forcefully broke one of its legs!
At the same time.
"Crack!"
Silva, who was rapidly approaching Ian, suddenly stopped with a sharp sound, nearly falling over. After a few rolls, he came to a stop in place.
He looked down at his left leg, which had been twisted by some unseen force, with a grim expression, his heart filled with horror.
When was the attack launched!?
Then, he suddenly looked up, his face grave, at the doll in Ian's hand, whose left leg had also been broken.
A curse!?
When did I become associated with that doll...?
Silva quickly recalled the previous battle in his mind, immediately pinpointing the reason. Somewhat incredulously, he turned his head to look at the "Cursed Camera" in Chrollo's hand.
Who did it!?
Is it really possible to establish a curse connection simply by taking a single photograph?
Although it is currently unclear what restrictions the other party is imposing...
But this discovery alone was enough to make Silva find it absurd!
Throughout his growth, he has been accompanied by the training of Nen Abilities. As Nen user strength has already reached the top, Silva naturally has his own understanding and thoughts on "Nen".
Nen Abilities are never about making wishes; everything follows the principle of "equivalent exchange."
But what he saw completely overturned his expectations!
Who exactly are these teenagers!?
At this moment, Silva even forgot about his own life and death. He seemed to have already foreseen that the world of Nen users would be thrown into turmoil because of the arrival of this group of teenagers!
However, because of his choice, the Zoldyck Family clan found themselves on the opposite side.
This was undoubtedly a wrong choice!
What a bad gamble!
In the distance, Chrollo stared calmly at the other person, as if he were looking at a cold corpse.
For these people who came from Meteor City, no one from the outside world ever mattered.
They had no concept of the Zoldyck Family clan.
All they knew was that their trusted comrade, the leader of the organization "Dawn," was Ian.
If Ian decides to kill the other person, they won't hesitate.
Judging from your expression, you seem to be regretting it...
At this moment, Ian spoke calmly.
"What, are you regretting not killing us all in the first place?"
Silva hearing this, Silva remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking.
"It's just a bit of a regret; perhaps I made the wrong choice..."
"Fate has always been on your side..."
The repeated failures of his attacks made him realize that his opponent's Nen Ability was invincible from the very beginning.
He looked up at Ian, his gaze falling on the doll. For a moment, he seemed to forget his own life and death, and asked curiously.
"Which one is your Nen Ability, or are they both...?"
Ian remained silent; he knew the other person was referring to the [Disaster-Repelling Sticker] and the [Cursed Camera].
Silva continued talking to himself.
"The guy next to me is talented, but he clearly doesn't possess these qualities. Even in all my years in the industry, I've never seen such an extreme ability."
Ian knew the other person was referring to Chrollo, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
Clearly, your judgment is poor...
Chrollo will be able to take on your and his father's combined strength with his "Thief's Ultimate Skill" in the future...
"Although I don't want to argue with you, I'm sorry, but your judgment is really poor. Chrollo's future is much brighter than you imagine..."
Ian frowned, hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't help but speak up directly.
"Yeah..."
"Then I've really misjudged again..."
"You mentioned the future, so your understanding of the Zoldyck Family members is because you see the future?"
At this moment, Silva lowered his head, his tone calm and even, and asked.
Ian remained silent.
It's not a pleasant feeling to be constantly led by the nose in conversation.
"It's okay if you don't want to answer. I've lost this battle."
"An assassin's failure means the end of their life, but I never imagined that one day I would fall myself..."
"And... were defeated by a bunch of kids..."
Silva sat calmly on the ground.
With one leg crippled and the other group possessing bizarre abilities, Silva knew very well that he probably wouldn't be able to escape today.
Even the possibility of dying together with the opponent is probably difficult to achieve.
As an assassin, he always maintained a calm mind.
After clearly analyzing my situation, I didn't make a futile struggle; I just wanted to ask the questions that were on my mind.
Ian sneered upon hearing the other person's words.
What do you hope the future will look like?
"The entire Zoldyck Family clan wiped out? Or perhaps, your whole family is happily reunited for a family photo?"
Ian sneered.
If it's the former, I can tell you definitively that it depends on your decision.
"If it's the latter, I can tell you clearly, don't even think about it. Your clan doesn't play that 'loving and affectionate' game!"
Upon hearing Ian's words, Silva looked somewhat taken aback, then grinned.
"I knew it! You... can see into the future, right...?"
As he spoke, his laughter grew increasingly unrestrained, his loose silver hair swaying with his body. Ian frowned as he looked at him, not understanding his actions, until Silva finally exclaimed after laughing for a long time.
"I never imagined that there really were Nen users like this..."
"The power of Nen is truly captivating. If we had known from the beginning that you possessed this ability, I Zoldyck Family would never have wanted to be enemies with someone like you."
Ian remained calm, unmoved by the other person's words.
"Although saying that might sound arrogant..."
"But... I truly never intended to be an enemy of your family, I intended to be an enemy of... this world!"
Upon hearing Ian's words, Silva, who had been laughing, paused slightly, then stared at him in astonishment. Looking at the boy in front of him with a serious expression that showed no sign of pretense, his expression gradually became solemn.
At that moment, he realized what kind of "oddball" he had encountered!