Why couldn't they "catch" him?
Instead, even with more people on their side, he kept succeeding against them?
Manifestation Aura, Nen techniques, physical strength, power...
Every single aspect was inferior to the leader's, so why was he even harder to deal with than the leader?
Amid his fury, Phinks had no choice but to confront this question.
Why was that?
Even though they had used their numerical advantage to seal off that bastard's shadow ability, they still couldn't establish any clear advantage.
That alone would have been one thing.
But why were they the ones being beaten back?
"What the hell makes this guy so strong?"
Phinks took a deep breath, doing his best to ignore the pain radiating from his brow and lower back as he looked at Moyu in the distance, who was being chased all over by Franklin.
He was clearly an opponent who seemed immature in so many ways...
Yet he was like a ghost. No matter how hard they tried, they just couldn't take him down.
If Phinks knew that Moyu had split off a shadow specifically to disengage from battle at any moment, who knew how he would feel.
Franklin was in a gloomy mood as well.
Although he and Phinks did not possess any remarkable chemistry or coordination, joining forces should still have produced a "one plus one" effect.
Yet they had failed to achieve any notable results, and instead felt as though Moyu had been leading them around by the nose.
"The attack frequency of one hand really isn't enough..."
With the increase in power, Franklin had initially thought turning the Double Machine Gun into a One-Handed Machine Gun was not necessarily a bad thing. But now, he felt that using both hands had offered greater intensity.
If he couldn't put pressure