A few hours later, in the ward dedicated to Sky Arena players, Hisoka finally regained consciousness and woke up from the coma.
When he opened his eyes, he immediately saw the expressionless face of Illumi, and immediately joked in a half-joking tone, "Now I finally know what it feels like to be hit by Sonic Fist. If I am not wrong, Allen treated me afterwards, right?"
"Well! He fed you a potion that was as bright red as blood, and then your body fully recovered from a state of tatters and on the verge of death in just a few seconds. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that there were such magical things in this world." Illumi replied with his chin crossed with his hands.
It can be seen that he is in a pretty good mood today, and there is even a smile on his cold face for an instant.
"Potion? Is it something created by Nen abilities?"
Hisoka slowly sat up from the bed and began to examine his body. It turned out that except for some parts that were still a little sore, all the broken bones, torn muscles and internal organs were restored to the state before the war.
If it weren't for the memory of the severe pain that exceeded the limit of human endurance at the last moment and the indescribable high-speed blow still remaining in his mind, he would even feel that everything that happened before was his hallucination.
But unfortunately, this was by no means an illusion, but something that really happened, and it happened more than once.
"I don't know, but I can feel the powerful vitality contained in it. Maybe it has something to do with the red dragon-like Nen Beast. According to my observation, it swallows not only the energy and ability, but also the target's body." As he said, Illumi took out a bottle of "Special Healing Potion" that shone with an intoxicating light.
Hisoka undoubtedly felt the astonishing Life Energy contained in the scarlet liquid in the bottle. His eyes suddenly burst out with curious light, and he asked meaningfully, "You must have paid a high price to get this from Allen, right?"
"It's not a big price. I just promised him that no matter who hires Zoldyck Family to assassinate him in the future, or the people around him, they will send him a message in advance before accepting the commission. But based on the power he has shown so far and the amazing growth rate, I don't think anyone can afford this price." Illumi shrugged nonchalantly.
You must know that only after the client confirms the target and remits the deposit to the designated account, he needs to strictly abide by the professional ethics of Assassin and keep the employer's confidentiality.
Before that, it was entirely possible to let several younger brothers or housekeepers pass the information on through a third party.
If the person who accepts the assassination mission is not him, then there is no need to follow any rules, just make a phone call.
"Well - he really hid it very deep. He never showed his true trump card to anyone from beginning to end. Now I begin to understand a little bit why he didn't panic at all when he heard that Floor Masters were secretly planning an ambush., but showed a smile of excitement and joy. Maybe in his eyes, these guys are like food that can bring nutrition to him." Hisoka stared at "Special Healing Potion" and analyzed it carefully.
"You mean... these potions are made using the vitality of Nen user, or Life Essence?" Illumi is obviously very interested in this topic.
"Maybe, maybe not, but I can guarantee that this potion will definitely make many people crazy. By the way, Allen Where are the others?"
Hisoka raised his head and looked around, only to find that Illumi was the only person left in the entire empty ward except for himself.
"I don't know, he seems to be planning something. In addition, he also asked me to give you a message, don't disturb this happy hunting, just help block the way back to Sky Arena." Illumi casually stuffed "Special Healing Potion" into his closest pocket.
As someone who has witnessed the incredible effect of this bottle of potion, he knows that having this is equivalent to having an extra life, and he can trade lives with his opponents at critical moments.
As long as you don't die immediately, drinking it in one sip will quickly restore any wound to its original state.
"Blocking the road back to Sky Arena? It seems that Allen is preparing to go on a killing spree! If you don't mind, can you complete this task for me?" Hisoka subconsciously licked his lips and asked.
Illumi nodded without hesitation. "No problem! You have already paid the money anyway. But I am curious, are you really planning to get involved?"
"No! I just want to enjoy this wonderful hunting show up close! Don't you think this is an opportunity to get to know Allen and his trump card again?"
Hisoka As he spoke, he stood up from the hospital bed and put on the clothes neatly placed beside him.
As for the original suit on his body, it had long been completely torn apart by the destructive power of the sonic punch and turned into a pile of worthless rags.
At the same time, Allen and Bodrō are doing daily exercises in Dungeon - Lost Temple.
Among them, the martial artist had already gone to compete with Trolls in the upper area as soon as he entered Dungeon, while Allen stayed at the door as usual and tried to exercise his abilities in Manipulation type and Conjuration type.
I saw him holding a Heart of Flame and a materialized Red Philosopher's Stone in his hands, pouring a large amount of Qi into them.
Gradually, these two things began to slowly merge together, and finally turned into a giant fire ball with a height of more than three meters with a loud bang.
However, compared with ordinary fire balls, its biggest difference is that it is like a living thing, constantly changing its appearance, and slowly growing two upper limbs like arms.
"Well—shaping the shape doesn't seem to be a big problem for me anymore.
The next piece of the puzzle is control.
Or how to give the guy in front of him the ability to identify friend and foe, automatically judge and attack.
It doesn't need to be too complicated, just be as simple and straightforward as possible.
In addition, I can also design some interesting skills.
For example, Fire Resistance releases fireballs, burns, shock waves, and lowers the target. Another example is that it directly explodes and causes large-scale damage when it is destroyed.
Of course, in order to strengthen the ability, a precondition must be added. The stronger the elemental creation, the more media it needs to consume..."
With a slightly nervous murmur, it didn't take long for Allen to roughly outline his new ability.
There is no doubt that this is an ability very similar to summoning, and it is also a standard "prodigal" ability.
Because every time it is used, a large amount of materials dropped by various elemental creatures obtained in Dungeon will inevitably be wasted.
After realizing this, the figure of the member with the lowest presence among Phantom Troupe - Kortopi - instantly appeared in his mind.
As Nen user from Conjuration type, this little man has an amazing ability, that is "God's Left Hand and Devil's Right Hand".
A perfect copy of an inanimate target can be made by touch in just a few seconds, and the copy can persist for a full twenty-four hours.
Once this ability is captured, Allen can copy massive amounts of materials and create a true army of elements in one go to overwhelm the enemy.
What's more interesting is that "God's Left Hand and Devil's Right Hand" also has an uncertain paradox.
If the copied things are used, for example, Arcane Crystal is turned into Adamantite, or Adamantite is forged into a weapon, will these objects that have been processed twice, three times, or even four times still exist after 24 hours?
If it does not exist, then in what way will creation be restored?
If it exists, wouldn't it be equivalent to obtaining the resources of Infinity?
If drinking the replicated potion heals a fatal wound, will the wound reappear after 24 hours and kill the person?
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