Magus Hisoka

"Oh my! What unbelievable talent and progress! It's only been a few days since our last battle, and you've already awakened Nen abilities. No! Restrain yourself! Restrain yourself! It isn't time yet! This apple needs to ripen a little more before it becomes delicious!"

Hisoka sat on the windowsill with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, repeatedly running his tongue over his lips. His eyes remained fixed on the wolf and the boy, radiating unparalleled excitement.

Even an idiot could have sensed the intense desire for battle emanating from his body.

Normally, most people would have lost their composure before such killing intent, perhaps even turning and fleeing without a second thought.

But Allen watched him with violet eyes as though nothing were wrong, as calm as a still pool.

Without a doubt, it was an exceedingly strange sensation, not his natural disposition.

More precisely, he only entered this indescribable state when his life was threatened, or when he entered a Dungeon under his Hunter identity to kill monsters. It was as though he had cast aside every emotion—anger, hatred, joy, fear, and sorrow—leaving behind only calm calculation and primitive battle instincts.

At first, he believed this state might have been a subconscious self-protective reaction triggered by external stimulation.

But after observing and testing it for some time, he discovered that it was actually an inevitable result of assuming the role of his Hunter Game Character.

In other words, it was a certain quality required by the Hunter profession, something akin to a second personality.

The only difference was that this second personality did not develop independent consciousness, thoughts, or memories. It merely made the optimal decisions based on the knowledge and experience accumulated in daily life, combined with his current circumstances.

"Heh, such beautiful eyes. They're as captivating as gemstones. I really want to dig them out and turn them into specimens. Don't worry, I'm not here to cause you trouble this time. I merely intend to have her give you a little treatment. After all, I don't want an apple that is about to ripen to be ruined by worms."

Seeing that Allen had remained silent for so long, Hisoka took the initiative to explain. At the same time, his fingers continuously used Nen abilities to form the various suits and shapes found on playing cards.

"No need! I won't accept any kindness from you! Because during next year's Hunter Exam, I'll return every bit of violence you inflicted on me. So you'd better arrange treatment for yourself in advance." Allen jumped straight down from the hospital bed and refused bluntly.

"Hmm?! Your injuries are healed!" Hisoka's eyes widened instantly, as though he could hardly believe what he was seeing.

As the saying went, it took a hundred days to recover from damaged muscles and bones. Even Gon, the protagonist, had needed a long time to recover after being injured, and he had already learned Nen abilities at the time.

Although certain special Nen abilities could speed up wound healing, that was definitely not something a rookie who had only just awakened Nen abilities could accomplish.

"That's right! I'll spend the next year training myself, so wash your neck clean and wait for your beating." Allen made no attempt to hide his desire for revenge.

Because he knew that Hisoka's fixation and fanaticism toward battle were exceptionally rare throughout the Hunter World. He even immensely enjoyed the thrill of brushing past Death.

More importantly, he had enough patience to actively nurture a powerful opponent, only making his move once that opponent had become worth killing.

And that value had to be, at the very least, the ability to kill him.

"Hahahaha! I'm incredibly looking forward to next year's Hunter Exam! Become stronger! Let me feel fear and trembling! Just as you did during this Hunter Exam! Hunt me as though I were prey!" Hisoka threw back his head and laughed wildly.

After saying that, he leaped directly out the window and vanished into the vast night.

The petite woman who was suspected of being a member of the Phantom Troupe—Machi—followed after him without saying a word.

The two walked slowly down the street, one ahead of the other. After going more than three hundred meters, Machi finally could not help asking, "Why didn't you find out how his injuries were healed? If he truly suffered the kind of severe injuries you described, ordinary Nen abilities could never have completely healed him in such a short time."

"Well—don't forget that the Hunter Association has all kinds of Nen users. Perhaps Chairman Netero found a Hunter with powerful healing abilities for him. I'm not interested in that sort of thing. The most important thing is for my little apple to stay healthy." Hisoka shrugged carelessly.

"Tch! Even though I didn't treat him, you still have to pay the fee. Hand over the money!" The woman held out her hand directly.

"I'll transfer it to your account later."

Money had never been a problem for a powerful Nen user like Hisoka. As long as he wanted to, he could earn several billion or even tens of billions of Jenny in a short time.

Although the purchasing power of Jenny was roughly equivalent to that of Japanese yen in the real world, ten billion Jenny was less than one hundred million US Dollars.

The wealthy man in the game who offered a reward of fifty billion Jenny for clearing Greed Island had actually put up only a little over four hundred million US Dollars, and that was to save his beloved. Compared with the custom private jets, yachts, and luxury villas that Earth's rich spent hundreds of millions of US Dollars on, it was nothing.

"OK! If there's nothing else, I'm leaving." After saying that, the woman turned to leave.

"Bye-bye!" Hisoka waved without even looking back.

Just as those two dangerous figures parted ways, Allen had already teleported from the hospital room into a Dungeon, taking advantage of the tenfold Time Difference to begin frenzied Nen training.

As an adult with a steady personality, he did not rush to use Water Divination to test his Nen affinity. Instead, he calmed himself and continuously practiced the most basic training.

Thanks to Gon and Killua, the anime had already given detailed, step-by-step explanations of Nen abilities, from the basics to advanced applications. Therefore, he did not need to worry about taking the wrong path. He merely needed to train methodically.

A year might have been a short time for others, but for him, one year could be used as ten.

If he still could not defeat Hisoka after ten years, then he would be far too much of a failure as a Transmigrator.

In short, he first needed to increase his aura capacity, while continuously battling the monsters in Dungeons to temper his spirit, will, and skills, accumulating combat experience.

Having awakened Nen abilities, both Allen and Lupos had their attack and defense greatly enhanced, so they began trying their hand at the Dungeon's BOSSes.

After ten days in the real world and more than two thousand hours of bitter fighting in the Dungeon, he finally raised his Hunter level to 48 and cleared the entire Odaman Dungeon.

Especially when the final BOSS, Azadas, fell, an intense sense of achievement and satisfaction surged from the depths of his heart, as though his entire body and soul had been elevated.

"So this is what a successful hunt feels like..."

Lying on the dust-covered floor of Uldaman's main hall, Allen raised his right hand, a confident smile appearing on his face.

He paid no attention to the stone constructs that had been smashed to pieces around him, nor did he look at the Weapons and Equipment dropped by Azadas. He merely stared at the ceiling overhead, wanting to preserve forever, in the deepest part of his memories, the thrill brought by his first successful hunt.

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