The morning sunlight shone through the thin clouds.
The grass is lush and green, dotted with clusters of yellow flowers.
They tilted their heads back, enjoying the warmest sunshine of the day.
Dewdrops slid down the juicy tender leaves, and through the dense layers of green foliage, the low shrubs swayed in the gentle breeze under the soft light.
A pale yellow hue enveloped the green lawn, carrying the warmth unique to the sun.
Naturally, the light also shone on the man in the white shirt.
Although there was a trace of blood on his face, it gave him a wild look.
The torn edges of a shirt, the blood-stained 'bandage'.
Her sleeves were rolled up, revealing her fair arms.
Bathed in the golden sunlight, it felt as if this person would melt into it at any moment.
Even though her eyes were filled with filthy red, it only added a touch of eerie holiness to this 'angel'.
A faint smile played on the 'angel's' lips as he looked at Hisoka, whose brows were furrowed, and suddenly burst out laughing.
"What kind of look is that? Just kidding, it's just a joke."
Coleman laughed until his stomach hurt; he hadn't expected such a trivial joke to be taken seriously by a 'clown'.
A chill ran through his scarlet eyes, as if he had thought of something interesting.
His smile deepened, and his eyes narrowed.
He murmured softly, "It really is... a joke~"
Hisoka stood to the side with his arms crossed, his eyes filled with mockery and inquiry.
He didn't know how much of Coleman's words were true and how much were false.
But... what does this have to do with him?
Hisoka isn't some great saint; he wouldn't care about the lives of humans.
He was more interested in knowing where the 'bandit leader' had gone than in the fate of his race.
Life is so boring when there's no fighting.
but...
Hisoka raised an eyebrow and asked, "Of course, I care a lot about the fate of humanity. So, could this gentleman who discovered something please explain?"
He quite enjoyed watching this 'white-haired gentleman' perform.
Coleman, however, was unwilling to elaborate further.
He turned around and slowly walked forward. "What book of prophecy? That idiot Jin obviously fell for it."
As he spoke, he kicked at the grass beside him, raised his left hand, and added, "And a box filled with the power of curses."
As she moved her hand, her sleeve fell naturally, revealing her fair arm. Unlike before, this time a strange black brand appeared on it.
Like Chain, they coil and gather on the forearm, or like vines, gradually climbing upwards.
A sharp, triangular mark, like a snake's fang, is etched on his wrist, as if it's about to burst through Coleman's hand at any moment and deliver a fatal blow to its prey.
Coleman stopped, turned around, and looked at Hisoka.
He rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his arm in front of his friend, and slowly channeled his Nen into it.
" Hisoka, try using 'practice'."
'Ren' is a skill of Nen Ability that involves concentrating Nen throughout the body, which can enhance its effects.
By focusing your thoughts on your eyes, you can 'see' the direction of others' or your own Nen.
Hisoka, without suspicion, did as Coleman instructed.
Coleman's Nen, which should have been white, was now blackish-purple, floating near the markings.
It was then quickly swallowed up by an unknown 'black aura'.
His brows gradually furrowed, and the aura he exuded felt very similar to the 'qi' gathered above the Zoldyck.
Unknown, and fraught with danger.
Hisoka knew that the aura was created by Coleman's brother, Nanika.
Thinking of Nanika's strange background, he couldn't help but ask, "You wouldn't...?"
Coleman shook his head. "It's a pity, it's not one kind, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to so many places to deal with this damn thing. It's something from that ruin that can burn Nen, as for what exactly it is..."
"Those in the know all believe it's a curse, but I don't think so."
Upon hearing this, Hisoka shifted his gaze from Coleman's arm to his eyes.
Unsurprisingly, a visible pleasure reappeared in those scarlet eyes.
The man spoke with a laugh.
"This is clearly a gift."
Coleman's bright red tongue swept across his lips, and he opened his mouth with unusual excitement.
"This is the 'entry ticket' to the Dark Continent!"
You provided the author, Miao Shijiu, with her Hunter x Hunter: Hunter x Hunter: Ultimate Elegance.