A Desperate Counterattack at Death's Door: The Calamity Crawling Out from Within

Rip—

The sound of flesh tearing was sharp and clear.

The gash in Gray Moth's chest was forcibly pried open from within.

A pitch-black tentacle emerged first.

Its surface was covered in thick slime, its segmented patterns constantly writhing. At its tip was a ring of tiny sharp teeth, like the mouthpart of some deep-sea monster.

Then came the second, third, and fourth.

The four thick tentacles forced the wound apart, tearing Gray Moth's chest open to either side like a rag.

A black creature half a meter tall slowly crawled out of his chest cavity.

It was entirely black, with no eyes, no nose, no mouth—only a circular maw occupying half its body, surrounded by eight nimble tentacles.

It was not large.

Yet the instant it appeared, the temperature across the clearing suddenly dropped several degrees.

A cold, rotten, nauseating stench poured from its tiny body, flooding the area.

It was not Nen.

It was not killing intent.

It was a more primal, instinctive terror—

Like prey encountering a predator at the top of the food chain, its body trembling uncontrollably.

The Calamity Progeny.

The trump card the First Prince had implanted inside Gray Moth.

Gon froze in place, every hair on his body standing on end.

He could clearly feel that the pressure radiating from this little thing was more than ten times stronger than Gray Moth's.

They were on completely different levels.

"W-What is that thing?" Leorio's voice tightened as he instinctively took half a step back.

Kurapika's Scarlet Eyes constricted violently, and the chains around him trembled uncontrollably.

He could not sense any Nen fluctuations from the creature.

All he could feel was pure, destructive malice.

Gray Moth slumped to his knees. There was a gaping hole in his chest, blood pouring out in streams, and