On the other side,
the moment the Phantom Troupe moved out of Feitan's Nen Ability's range, they saw the unbelievable scene.
A huge black sphere had appeared out of nowhere and swallowed Rising Sun, which had been radiating terrifying heat!
It happened so quickly, and everything unfolded so fast,
that the Troupe members hadn't even realized what was going on.
"Just now..."
"Was that some kind of Nen Ability?"
Nobunaga spoke slowly, his tone uncertain.
"From what we can see, it seems so."
"It has the ability to swallow up even heat."
Chrollo's expression wavered. Even he could no longer maintain his composure as the group's leader.
"That power looks incredibly strong."
Uvogin clenched his fists.
"I wonder when I'll be able to reach that level."
His goal was to become the world's strongest Enhancement Nen User, like Netero, capable of unleashing the force of a nuclear explosion with a single punch.
"That guy's coming."
Machi suddenly looked in one direction. That inexplicable feeling of impending danger had risen again.
A black speck flickered in the distance, growing larger at a visible speed. Clearly, it would only be moments before their unknown and terrifyingly powerful enemy reached the battlefield.
Without a doubt, all the members now looked to their leader, Chrollo.
At this life-or-death moment, only the leader could command the group as a whole, and they trusted Chrollo to do so.
Chrollo was also feeling unsettled. He had never expected a small extermination mission to go so badly wrong.
They had gained nothing, yet had already lost two members.
Chrollo thought it was extremely unlikely that Feitan and Franklin had survived. Most likely, they had been reduced to charred corpses.
And now, after killing the two of them, their unknown enemy still had enough strength to pursue the rest