Bell-Tone Miasma: Battle Against the Encircling Serpents

The red mist poured in faster than expected.

Within a few breaths, the valley entrance had blurred from sight. Dark red mist rolled along the ground, slipping into the valley like something alive.

"Ding-dong... ding-dong..."

Faint bell chimes came from every direction. They were slow, but each note stabbed into their ears like a needle.

Gon had barely stood up when he swayed.

"Huh? I'm a little dizzy..." He shook his head and frowned. "And I feel... irritated."

Kurapika immediately called out, "Hold your breath! The mist is poisonous!"

With a flick of his wrist, his Chain shot out and formed a semicircular defensive net around the six of them, trying to stop the mist from spreading.

It did nothing.

The red mist seeped through every gap in the Chain, flowing in like water.

"It's no use." Killua's expression darkened as electricity crackled around him. "This isn't ordinary poison gas. It's an infrasonic toxin that travels through the nervous system. It can seep in through your skin."

Leorio had been holding his breath for ages. At that, he gave up. "Through our skin?! Then doesn't that mean—"

Before he could finish, his hand began to go numb.

A prickling numbness spread from his fingertips up his arm. The whole limb grew heavy, and he could barely lift it.

"Damn it..." Leorio went pale. "My hand's numb."

He wasn't the only one.

Gon clenched and unclenched his fists. His muscles tensed beyond his control, his breathing grew heavier, and an unnatural red glimmer appeared in his eyes.

"Killua..." Gon's voice sounded muffled. "Why do I suddenly... want to fight so badly?"

Killua's pupils contracted.

Killing Intent Infection.

Hellbell's signature ability—the terrifying trait that, according to the original account, had driven a thousand-person expedition to slaughter one another.

Kurapika's Chain trembled.

He