Chapter 149: "Neon's New Understanding of the World"
From Daznuo's point of view, the scene unfolded like this.
A man in black robes and a Plague Doctor Mask skimmed low over the sloping lawn like a bat. Three guards who tried to intercept him were all sent flying in an instant.
They were quite literally sent flying.
The three guards had no idea what had happened. One moment they were on the ground, and the next they were tumbling through the air, before crashing down hard. Some were dazed, others had broken bones, and all of them lay there groaning.
The remaining guards raised their pistols, but they couldn't make out their enemy's swift movements, let alone figure out where to aim.
That was when the blond young man who had appeared first made his move.
His chain lashed out of the darkness once more, this time with even greater force and ferocity, as if it carried the weight of a punitive whipping.
And, in truth, it did.
Kurapika no longer held back. Every lash, squeeze, and drag of his chain was an outlet for the anger pent up in his chest.
The guards would see a flash, then their pistols would be knocked away. A blow to the head, neck, torso, or limbs would leave them sprawled on the ground, stinging with pain. The more vicious strikes left them vomiting blood as they fell.
Daznuo watched helplessly as more than a dozen guards were swiftly taken down by the two men like dominoes. His eyes widened in shock.
Then he saw the man in the Plague Doctor Mask charging at him.
With no time to think, Daznuo swallowed and forced himself to stay calm. He clapped his hands together, then pulled them apart, drawing out a gray-white canvas. With