Those who could dodge did so; those who couldn't used their own methods to knock the creatures away one by one. Either way, they weren't killing them.
The threat posed by the Two-Tailed Snake Hell Chimes before and after death was worlds apart.
Soon, the path ahead was clear.
Just as the Station Exploration Team was about to successfully break through the territory, Gelman spotted something strange.
A Two-Tailed Snake Hell Chime swayed its head, then viciously and without hesitation bit into another Two-Tailed Snake Hell Chime!
Hiss—
It bit the latter's head off and spat it onto the ground.
One after another, more Two-Tailed Snake Hell Chimes began doing the same.
They had suddenly started "killing each other," much like the pattern of slaughter the group had witnessed among other species over the past few days—except the cause was different.
Like a domino effect, more and more Two-Tailed Snake Hell Chimes died in quick succession.
Rather than "killing each other," this was more like "helping each other commit suicide."
As they watched the dead Two-Tailed Snake Hell Chimes, whose ruptured sacs oozed strange black smoke, everyone's hearts sank.
It was true that they weren't killing the creatures, but the creatures could kill their own kind!
That could still trigger a "death-counter Nen ability"!
What was more terrifying was that a single Two-Tailed Snake Hell Chime had died in Ging's hands that night, and it had caused chaos.
Here, more than ten had died in quick succession, and the number was still growing!
Jingle, jingle, jingle—
Soon, a series of strange chimes rang out, heralding the troublesome situation that was about to unfold.
Black mist spread and intertwined, as if dark clouds had descended upon the dense forest.
With more than ten Two-Tailed Snake Hell Chimes sacrificed, the False Men