Offensive Emission specialists, as well as Conjuration specialists whose abilities focused on weapons, would inevitably gather more aura in their dominant hand before using their abilities.
The aura gathered by Conjuration users was relatively gentle, forming into clusters tinged with a trace of sharpness.
Emission users, on the other hand, had to mobilize and release greater amounts of aura, so it would inevitably take on a sharper, more aggressive shape.
This was also a characteristic that Emission users had no choice but to reveal in battle.
Even someone as accomplished as Zeno could not conceal their intention to strike at this stage.
Perhaps only someone on Netero's level could manage it.
Judging from the shape of Moro's gathered aura, Hisoka initially concluded that Moro was an Emission user.
"Stealing someone else's prey isn't a good habit."
As he responded, Hisoka could barely suppress his urge to attack.
Moro looked puzzled. "Prey? What prey?"
"Heh, hahah..."
Hisoka was skilled at lying, and naturally even more skilled at seeing through lies.
But there had been no need to see through anything from the beginning...
He had pursued Moro from afar, and with just one look, he had seen Moro's true nature.
The same kind—
Undeniably, the same kind.
That lingering afterglow of satisfaction could not fool him.
If Moro knew what Hisoka was thinking, he would definitely cry out in protest.
After killing Omokage, he truly had been satisfied.
But what satisfied him was not the killing—it was the feedback from leveling up.
Seeing Hisoka's aura grow sharper along with his laughter, Moro no longer bothered to conceal anything. He raised his right hand, and the sharp aura around it suddenly spun and contracted.
Under his deliberate compression, the spinning, contracting aura took on a somewhat flattened shape, with fluorescent green light