The Law of "Actually, It's Great" Strikes Everywhere

At the same time.

Feitan, who was not far away, felt quite bored.

Because torturing Silva brings him no feedback whatsoever; he cannot perceive the agonizing cries of pain, nor can it bring him any pleasure to his soul.

He was expressionless, holding Big Black Umbrella with sharp metal thorns on it, poking and prodding the doll's hand until it was riddled with holes.

But Silva didn't utter a sound, let alone scream.

Even... there wasn't a single extra expression on the other person's face.

His hands were clearly deformed from torture, his knuckles were twisted and dislocated, his palms were a bloody mess, and blood was flowing all over the ground.

But Silva seemed oblivious, his gaze fixed quietly on Ian's direction.

It wasn't until he heard the "Dark Sonata" that his expression changed slightly.

"Dark Sonata... is this the one I'm thinking of?"

Silva's eyelids twitched almost imperceptibly. He had vaguely heard this name during his career and while carrying out missions.

They appeared to be musical scores with strange abilities; he initially thought they were Nen Ability items.

Unexpectedly, it was only then that Ian revealed...

That was actually the sheet music created by someone called the Demon King...

Silva naturally understood that the "Demon King" most likely did not exist.

However, considering the strange abilities of the musical scores that Ian had just described, a word flashed into Silva's mind!

"Dark Continent"!

The Zoldyck Family clan has intricate connections with the Dark Continent.

Silva's grandfather, Zigg, even teamed up with a young Netero to travel to the Dark Continent, making them one of the first humans to venture into this forbidden land.

It was precisely because of Zigg's adventurous actions that this family laid a solid foundation for its rich heritage in this era.

To this day, the Zoldyck Family still keeps the map of the Dark Continent left by Zigg, which is a priceless treasure even for the Zoldyck Family.

However, Silva knew of the existence of the Dark Continent.

But he himself had never been there.

According to my grandfather, that place was not a land that humans were currently qualified to set foot on. My grandfather rarely returned and remained silent about his experiences on the Dark Continent.

What truly puzzled Silva at this moment was why... this "Dark Sonata" would appear in the Xierku Family.

Perhaps.

I need to report this information to my dad.

What secrets does the Sharku Clan, who shared a bond with my great-grandfather, hold...?

A host of questions swirled in Silva's mind.

What intrigued him even more was... why did Ian, who was not far away, know so much about these things?

He was just a child.

Information about the Dark Continent is kept away from the mortal world and is not allowed to circulate among people.

Aside from the notes left behind by some guy...

Even among Nen users, very few know this information, and as for setting foot on that continent that only exists in legends, almost none have ever done so.

So... did the other party truly foresee the future, or do they possess some kind of ability to interpret problems...?

Regardless of the type, the other party should not be underestimated.

Cooperation with the other party must be put on the agenda as soon as possible; this is a choice the Zoldyck Family clan must make.

Success! They will once again have the friendship with a powerful individual of Netero's extraordinary talent!

Failure is not a problem.

At least from now on, the Zoldyck Family will never accept any missions related to the other party again. One of the Zoldyck Family rules regarding mission execution is "Never fight an opponent with a win rate of less than 100%".

This cautious approach is what established the Zoldyck Family's fearsome assassination style.

In the Dark World, there is a 100% success rate for assassinations!

The only one who didn't succeed is long gone from the Zoldyck Family's mission list and has become a friend of the Zoldyck Family.

"Ian, the execution is over!"

A moment later, Feitan said to Ian with a helpless expression.

Facing such a killer with such strong willpower, even punishing him would be utterly pointless.

Ian was taken aback.

"So fast?"

He lowered his gaze, focusing on Silva's nearly crippled hand, before nodding.

"Fine, since you've already paid the price, we won't go so far as to wipe you out. Leave this place and return to your Kukuroo Mountain."

He paused for a moment, then spoke calmly.

"If you still wish to be our enemy, then next time we meet, it will be a fight to the death..."

Then, he waved his hand, signaling the other person to leave.

He doesn't want to have too much contact with the Zoldyck Family clan right now. Whether it's Silva, Zeno, or Maha, they're all practically at the pinnacle of human Nen users.

Silva is still relatively young and not quite at his peak yet. The reason he was able to subdue his opponent is also related to the fact that they were well prepared.

However, if their opponent is the cunning Zeno, or Maha who is like the old monster, they are simply no match for them in their current state!

The key point is that this family doesn't care about principles; when it comes to organized crime, the whole family, young and old, works together without hesitation.

At that point, it would be Ian's turn to flee in a sorry state.

Moreover, for Ian at this moment, assassination was the threat he instinctively needed to guard against most!

He understands himself; he was an ordinary person in his past life.

Even if he was lucky enough to obtain the sign-in system and magical items, his own strength is not strong at present, let alone that of a top-level assassin.

It means letting him go up to the Heavens Arena to fight.

Without using any items or Nen, it's uncertain whether he could even reach the 50th floor.

What he needs most right now is to increase his combat experience as quickly as possible!

He needs to improve his reflexes, offensive and defensive rhythm, fighting skills, tactics, and all other combat-related experience and knowledge as quickly as possible!

That's why he looked so disgusted when he saw "Dark Sonata"!

Even if it's a terrifying Nen Ability item, what use is it to him!?

If he wants props, he has plenty of them himself...

With a treasure trove of tools at your disposal, why would you need to rely on such external things!

At this moment, what Ian urgently needs is to improve his own abilities, to have real power that he can truly control.

Just like this afternoon, he drew the item "Ability Copy Gloves," but was he arrogant?

The ability to copy isn't something you acquire through hard work or practice; what's the point?

For Ian, this power that didn't belong to him was something he didn't care about at all...

But...

Suddenly, a tiny figure seemed to appear beside his head, staring wide-eyed with an innocent expression, its little hands clasped in a pleading manner, saying, "But what if... what if that power could help you adapt to the rhythm of a strong person in advance, saving you some time? Wouldn't that... would that have some practical significance?"

Ian remained silent, his small fists clenched.

Damn it, is the "it smells so good" law inescapable no matter where you are?

"Wait..."

Just then, seeing Silva preparing to leave, Ian's expression turned serious, his eyes wide like saucers, as if he were a messenger of justice staring at the other man.

However, at some point, he was wearing a pair of red rubber gloves.

"Before we part, let's shake hands to express our reconciliation. I hope that when we meet again, we won't be enemies..."

Ian's eyes were clear, and he spoke with conviction, as if he were not talking to an opponent he had just finished fighting.

Silva stared silently at the boy's hands, which were covered in strange gloves, then looked at his own hands, which he couldn't bear to look at, without uttering a word.