Chapter 132: Shaking free × Two antennas × A head
"Deactivate your ability and put your hands up, or I'll shoot."
A pistol rapidly materialized in one man's hand. As he spoke, he chambered a round and aimed at Joey.
Conjuration abilities always came with various effects, but a pistol's method of attack and the speed of its bullets were difficult to change.
At the most basic level, its ability would only take effect if the bullet hit.
At most, Nen would accelerate the bullet and give it restrictions such as making it impossible to dodge or block.
Countering it was not difficult. He only had to make sure the bullet hit something other than himself.
With that thought, Joey reached to his side and grabbed a spectator who had been blown back toward him by the gale.
Special circumstances called for special measures. Joey was in a hurry; this was no time to agonize over whether the spectator was innocent or whether the guards would really shoot a spectator dead.
Fortunately, the Heavens Arena guards were not mad enough to shoot an ordinary person on the spot.
The other guard, however, looked angry at Joey's actions. He raised his hand and fired a large bubble of aura.
The bubble grew larger as it flew, apparently intending to envelop both Joey and the spectator he had taken hostage.
Emission!
Joey made his judgment quickly. The instant the bubble touched his En, he engulfed the entire bubble in a blaze generated by atmospheric friction combined with highly concentrated oxygen.
At the same time, the light around Joey began to bend. As the spectator he had held hostage suddenly fell onto the floor, the Joey still standing there slowly dissolved and vanished.
"He's over there!" One guard reacted quickly and pointed at