He Has Arrived!

Boom! As Chrollo and his companions were on their way, suddenly, a cloud of dust rose in the distance, and a cracking sound pierced their ears.

A palace appears to have been severely damaged...

Someone is fighting! "This is... Bonolenov's ability, Battle Cantabile!" Pakunoda exclaimed in astonishment.

They were very familiar with the aura of the Bonolenov, and in addition, there were very few people in the group who could cause such widespread damage.

Chrollo didn't say much, and the five of them simultaneously increased their speed to the maximum.

Inside the palace, the walls had collapsed... fallen stone slabs and dust covered the ground.

Having removed the bandages, revealing his true form, Bonolenov slumped to the ground, staring in horror at the blond boy before him... Just then, Kurapika activated his Nen, and the Healing Chain on his thumb burst forth with a vibrant green light, brushing over the wound on his side that had just been grazed by the attack, and healing it in the blink of an eye.

It doesn't belong to the Enhancement... That Chain itself looks like Conjuration, and now it's a new ability... What's wrong with this boy?

Is it Specialization?

In this state, it seems that even his physical functions have been enhanced to an unprecedented degree... He has no weaknesses! Not to mention him, even if Uvogin came, Bonolenov would feel... that he is no match for him.

He used two different Nen in quick succession. One was the overture to Jupiter Overture, which allowed him to unleash a burst of Nen power, forming a spherical object resembling a celestial body, with a speed and attack comparable to the speed of sound. The other was the Venus Main Theme, which caused his fist to erupt with a torrent of Nen power, like a javelin, making it indestructible... But even so, he still couldn't inflict serious damage on the boy.

The Chain on the latter's hand was terrifying!

Each seemingly ordinary swing carries terrifying power... capable of easily shattering and breaking his methods.

His Nen power defenses were as fragile as paper in the face of these Chain.

However, after being hit several times, Bonolenov was unable to stand up. All the ribs on both sides of his chest and abdomen were broken... In addition, the large amount of Nen power he had consumed left him extremely Exhaust.

In contrast, the young man remained calm and composed.

Whoosh! Kurapika waved his hand, and the Chain that terrified Bonolenov shot towards him from afar. But due to his poor condition, he could only watch helplessly as he was bound, unable to dodge... The Chain were too fast! So young... how could he have such strength?! Bonolenov had barely formed a thought when he was already dragged in front of Kurapika like a rag doll by the Chain. Immediately afterward, Kurapika's One-Punch Man pierced into the Spiders's belly like a sharp knife.

The Steal Chain on his index finger had forced Bonolenov into a state of absolute despair.

In other words, the latter can no longer use Nen and is essentially a human punching bag.

"Do you remember these eyes?"

Then, under Hisoka's gaze, Kurapika questioned Bonolenov while relentlessly delivering One-Punch Man punch to the Spiders.

"Regarding the affairs of your Kurta Clan... it seems he wasn't involved back then."

Hisoka chuckled and reminded them, "At that time, most of the Phantom Troupe members had already split up and acted separately. Only a portion of them were called over... Besides, everyone joined the Troupe at different times. Do you want to kill them all? Even if they weren't the murderers... just because they were known as the Spiders?"

Hisoka said that intentionally...

He wanted to see Kurapika's resolve... and the darkness hidden beneath the boy's outward appearance.

Hearing this, Kurapika stopped his bloodied fist and looked over with a pair of Scarlet Eyes filled with murderous intent. "If you were one of them, you would be dead by now... Once you join the Phantom Troupe, even if you weren't involved in what happened back then, you're still cut from the same cloth."

"Hehe..."

Hisoka chuckled softly, indicating his understanding.

Looking at the limp, lifeless head of the Bonolenov, he said, "He's dead... Now, you're a murderer too..."

Just then, Hisoka suddenly narrowed his eyes, turned around and walked out of the hall, saying, "He's in your hands now... Go ahead and vent your anger."

He was referring to Kortopi, which was stuck to the wall.

However, before stepping out of the hall, Hisoka turned back and said calmly, "Since you have such a clear understanding of the Phantom Troupe, don't say such childish things..."

The childish thing to say is that when Kurapika was beating Bonolenov, he kept asking the latter how many lives he had taken and whether he felt remorse.

Kurapika wanted to see remorse from the members of the Spiders... to see them realize their mistakes as they faced judgment, but... that was simply impossible.

Kurapika is just deceiving himself and seeking psychological comfort.

After saying that, Hisoka disappeared through the doorway.

Outside the hall, Feitan arrived before Chrollo and the others.

He was still Ta Bu speed when he saw Hisoka with a smile walking out of the main hall.

"Hisoka?"

"You're late..." Hisoka greeted him, a playing card between his fingers.

Feitan stopped abruptly, his shoes gliding along the ground. Hearing this, his pupils contracted, and his eyes blazed with fury. "You bastard... you really betrayed us!"

How can you say that...

Hisoka slowly took off his shirt, looking pleased. Under Feitan's gaze, he pulled up a piece of skin from his back that he had been using for camouflage and held it high.

Throw it away with the wind.

It has the number 4 printed on it.

"I wasn't one of you to begin with... I just find you guys interesting."

Hisoka's muscular upper body was exposed, and his hands were outstretched.

"Go to hell."

Feitan muttered something under his breath, his killing intent palpable, and was about to move when he heard a strange voice, "Ah, have I disturbed you?"

Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw a long-haired man walking out of the palace behind Hisoka.

It was Illumi.

Seeing the tense atmosphere before him, Illumi spoke frankly.

Zoldyck? Feitan's eyelids twitched.

"Don't worry about it, I won't interfere in your fight. My mission is only to protect my employer, I have no obligation to kill you." Illumi thought Feitan had misunderstood, and waved his hand to explain.

Hisoka's appearance clearly revealed his intentions and identity, and it wasn't for Feitan's sake.

Because... he had already seen a group of faces rapidly approaching from not far away.

Chrollo ...

Hisoka's gaze fell on the man's face, his heart pounding with excitement. He couldn't help but hug himself tightly, his body trembling... His expression revealed an extreme pleasure, as if he had reached orgasm. The Nen and aura he released were incredibly chaotic and violent.

It was simply impossible to suppress.

This caused Illumi to immediately step back, creating some distance, and his gaze fell upon Chrollo. He suddenly understood Hisoka's actions, "So you did this for him..."

"If you were like this, and one day it were Oboro instead... I don't even want to think about it."

Hisoka's trembling posture was somewhat perverse.

Illumi's complaints seemed to go unheard.

Although Hisoka and Oboro were the first to meet, Illumi had actually spent more time with them... Therefore, Illumi knew what kind of person Hisoka was. Hisoka joining the Phantom Troupe was undoubtedly to 'pursue' Chrollo, which aligned perfectly with his judgment.

However... in Illumi's view, Hisoka's true destiny has only one... Oboro.

The relationship between the two is quite delicate.

He could understand Hisoka's feelings, and compared to Oboro, Chrollo could only be described as... rather 'boring'.

In the short time that followed, the five members of the Phantom Troupe appeared beside Feitan. Without Feitan needing to explain further, Chrollo understood the situation immediately.

Illumi waved to Chrollo.

The two knew each other.

"You were hired by Oboro?"

Chrollo was eerily calm. As he approached, he looked directly at Illumi, ignoring Hisoka as if he were invisible.

"Hmm... I'll take care of David and Fills Lily's safety. It's okay, just pretend I'm not here... You six can go ahead and kill him first." Illumi said bluntly, pointing to Hisoka, whose expression was gradually calming down.

"..."

Hisoka glanced at Illumi and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Hey... Hisoka, what were you thinking? So eager to die? We were already at peace with you... you were just supposed to stay put, we weren't expecting you to play much of a role in this operation, but..."

The Shalnark rubbed his hair and sighed.

Six against one, Hisoka is doomed! But...

Chrollo has realized a problem.

The Zoldyck Family always assesses the difficulty of a mission before undertaking it. If one person cannot complete it, they will seek help from family members. Chrollo has no doubt about the Zoldyck Family's integrity. Right now, the Fills Family has become Purgatory. The Ten Dons and their private army, including countless gang leaders, have all perished. By all accounts, it seems that the enemy is powerless to turn the tide.

Illumi alone couldn't possibly cover David and Fills Lily's escape...

Moreover, Hisoka seemed to ignore the other members of the Phantom Troupe, despite his own burning gaze... This was very strange.

At that moment, as if reading Chrollo's mind, Hisoka pulled out his phone and waved it, "I've already notified him..."

Him? It can only be Oboro.

"So what if we notified him? Does he really have the chance to come?"

Chrollo said calmly.

"It definitely will."

A gust of cold wind swept by, Hisoka smiled.

His tone was firm.

"We've known each other for ten years... I know him very well. He says he can do something, and he will definitely do it. Although I'm also very curious about how he will do it... he promised me that he would create a stage just for us, a stage where we won't be disturbed by anyone else, just for you and me."

Hisoka spoke, his tone gradually rising until it turned into a piercing laugh.

"You think so too?"

Chrollo stared at Illumi.

This explains why Illumi dared to appear alone.

"No... I only follow the instructions of the mission," Illumi said.

These words made Chrollo instantly realize what was happening, and he immediately ordered his companions, "Scatter! Go find the target, they've already escaped!"

Illumi isn't alone; there must be someone else helping him.

Illumi's appearance was merely a smokescreen... to buy time.

The real prey might be being moved! Hearing this, the five Shalnark were immediately ready to set off...

But then, a magical scene came into everyone's view.

Not only the Fills Family's residence, but also the entire area at the foot of the mountain outside the palace... even the chaotic survivors of the gangsters could see it...

In the darkness of night, a dazzling beam of light pierced the sky and descended from the heavens.

They fell into the midst of the towering palaces.

It stirred up a trend...

Chrollo's clothes were flapping loudly in the wind.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he realized something.

"He's here!"

Across from him, Hisoka was groaning madly.

Not too early, not too late, the timing... was just right.