Come Save Me...!

To deal with Ken and Sivir as quickly as possible...

Moyu did not consider endurance at all, recklessly consuming Latent Aura to repeatedly use Shadow Shift.

At the same time, he decisively revealed one trump card after another during the battle.

Normally, battles between Nen users involved a period of "probing."

After all, no one could guarantee that they would be able to calmly deal with any Nen Ability possessing "unknown properties" under all circumstances.

However, Moyu had already roughly understood Ken and Sivir's ability types, so he skipped the probing phase entirely, laid all his cards on the table, and ended the battle cleanly.

In contrast, when faced with one unknown ability after another that Moyu gradually revealed, Ken and Sivir had no power to resist at all.

It was not that their ability to respond was too weak, but that Moyu's methods and system regarding abilities had already matured.

Without intelligence to support them, most people would find it difficult to perfectly handle such strange and unpredictable abilities.

Slash!

To completely eliminate Sivir's chance of counterattacking, Moyu drew his blade and retreated.

As he pulled out the Black Blade, he took the opportunity to give Sivir another slash across the back.

After doing that, Moyu expressionlessly watched Sivir stagger and collapse to the ground, blood pouring onto the forest floor.

"Don't, don't think... this... is over... My... companions... will make you..."

Sivir's voice grew weaker and weaker, but the gaze she directed at Moyu remained as fierce as ever.

Then—

Sivir saw the pity in Moyu's eyes.

Before her consciousness was swallowed by darkness, she vaguely heard what Moyu said.

"The Qinglin Squad has already become history."

With a trace of bewilderment, Sivir breathed her last.

In front of a tree trunk.

Hawk, barely clinging to life, stared