Teamwork

Inside a room on the top floor of the Ivory building housing the Patrol Team.

A middle-aged man dressed in a thin black suit heard Jenna's voice.

He stood up abruptly, disregarding the source of the shouts, and pulled out a white human skull that appeared to be carved from Crystal from Hidden Pocket in his clothes.

A middle-aged man, seemingly of mixed Intis and West Balam descent, held the Crystal Skull and uttered some mysterious language imbued with a strong sense of death.

The next second, a hand emerged from the void in front of him. The hand had large joints, bleeding skin, and obvious signs of decay.

This hand belongs to the Corpse of someone who at first glance looks like a human, but upon closer inspection, resembles Monster.

It was over 1.8 meters tall, its face covered with a rusty Bronze Mask, and its torso was made up of pieces from different races, including Lion and Tiger, black wolves and baboons, giant snakes and Vulture, and even human remains. What they all had in common was that they were all in a very bad state of decay.

On the Bronze Mask of the Corpse, two dark red lights flickered where the eyes should be. With a single step, it entered Camus's office.

Facing Camus, whose forehead was covered in sweat, whose right hand held Pistol Revolver, and who was slowly and swaying as he Camus his forehead, the Monster Corpse lifted its Bronze Mask.

Beneath the mask, there was no nose, no flesh, no bones, only two dark red lights and a mouth that occupied four-fifths of the head.

At this moment, the mouth opened to its widest extent, its interior pitch Pitch-Black, Gloom and deep.

A terrifying suction force emanated from his mouth, but it had no effect on the documents and newspapers on the desk. It only caused Camus's spirit to surface on his body, as if being pulled by an invisible force, about to be cast into Hell.

As Camus's Spirit Body emerged, the Gray-White Clown seeped out from his flesh and blood, revealing his complete form.

It was an enlarged, illusory Playing Card.

The Playing Card, lacking its own body, was quickly sucked out by the gaping, dark maw beneath the Bronze Mask, while Camus's Spirit Body continued to struggle.

Snap!

The Playing Card quickly solidified, fell to the ground, and made the sound of a heavy object hitting hard Stone Bricks, but without the sound of metal.

Inside the Matani Import and Export Shop.

The Men’s Washroom was completely destroyed; its door and walls facing the corridor either collapsed in pieces or cracked into several fragments that flew several meters outwards.

The "Fictional Bottle" lost its effect.

Amidst the remaining Light Fragments and the pervasive Sulfur Scent, Tevanaco emerged in Demon form.

His Pitch-Black skin was covered with gruesome wounds, the corresponding flesh appearing to evaporate. Half of his two curved Goat Horns on his head were gone, and black, viscous liquid flowed from the broken ends.

His Giant Bat-like Wings on his back were tattered and drooping.

Given Tevanaco's physical strength, the "Storm of Light" from the "Pride Armor" shouldn't have caused such devastating damage, but what can you do when he's Demon?

"Storm of Light" can destroy Evil creatures and even Undead!

This is equivalent to Tevanaco being subjected to purification while being Cutting the shards of blades. Moreover, the two are not separate but work together—purification weakens the defense, creating damage to both the spirit and flesh of the Evil creature, while the shards of blades use the weakened defense of purification to Cutting the flesh. The more wounds and the deeper the Cutting, the better the purification effect.

If Tevanaco hadn't fought back in his Demon form, but instead transformed into a "Wraith," he might now be critically injured and on the verge of death, or even be completely destroyed.

"Storm of Light" has the power to destroy Wraith and wound Evil Spirit!

Despite being severely injured, Tevanaco calmly suppressed his violent and bloodthirsty emotions. Seeing that he had broken free of the seal, he immediately prepared to "Wraith Transformation" and escape using the surrounding Mirror.

He had just made that decision when he suddenly had a Danger Premonition.

The malice came from his side and behind.

From the shadows outside the Washroom, Franca, dressed in Assassin's outfit, emerged and raised her left hand.

She wore a thick, iron-colored Ring on her left thumb, its surface covered with tiny spikes.

"Ring of Punishment!"

Two bolts of Lightning flashed in the azure eyes of Lake Franca.

They were many times faster than the fastest bullets, and they shot out silently.

"Mental Piercing!"

"Sleeve Sword"... Why did I only realize her malice now...? The heavily injured Tevanaco had no time to dodge and suddenly heard a phantom shattering sound.

The shattering sound came from his Spirit Body.

Intense pain instantly overwhelmed his mind, causing him to instinctively raise his hands and cover his head.

Franca seized the opportunity, took out a Mirror, and revealed Tevanaco in his Demon form.

Black Flames ignited in her left palm, which she quickly smeared across the surface of the Mirror.

The Witch's Curse!

A large amount of Black Flame suddenly burst forth from Tevanaco's body, but nearly two-thirds of them were suppressed by his flesh and blood, leaving only a few to scorch the giant Demon's Spirit Body.

Demon are immune to Curse to a certain extent!

If Tevanaco hadn't already suffered the ravages of the "Storm of Light" and been in less than ideal condition, he would have suffered even less damage from the "Witch's" Curse.

Tevanaco, whose Spirit Body was scorched by Black Flame, finally broke free from the effects of "Mental Piercing".

He stubbornly endured the "Witch's" Curse, and his body suddenly melted, turning into Pitch-Black, viscous liquid.

These liquids seem to originate from the Depths of the human heart, representing the most treacherous and shameful desires and emotions.

Tevanaco abandoned "Wraith Transformation" and chose to use the "Apostle of Desire's" "Avatar of Desire" because the "Witch's" Black Flame are more effective against Spirit Body.

Before the Pitch-Black, viscous liquid he had transformed into could fully elongate into a human form, he fled into the nearby darkness, a strong Danger Premonition over him once more.

In the entrance area of this corridor, out of everyone's sight, Anthony Reid, dressed in military green clothing, stood out.

His eyes had turned a pale gold color, becoming Vertical Pupils.

"Psychological Invisibility!"

"Frenzy"!

Tevanaco's mind went blank for a moment, and he was instantly pulled out of the state of "the Avatar of Desire". His eyes were bloodshot, lividity appeared on his body, and blood with Sulfur smell flowed from his body.

He entered a state of Frenzy. Already severely injured, he was on the verge of Loss of Control after being subjected to "Mental Piercing" and the "Witch's " Curse.

Rumble!

Driven by Tevanaco's frenzied instincts, clusters of pale blue Sulfur Fireball bombarded the surrounding area.

Franca's figure quickly shattered into Mirror Fragments, while Gray-White Dragon Scales appeared on Anthony's body before he pounced on a wall for cover.

Rumble!

Having used the "Mirror Substitute" provided by Franca, Lumian somehow "Teleportation" behind the Frenzy Tevanaco.

He has unleashed the spirituality and power that Accumulation within him; his spirituality has surged and is no longer depleted.

Lumian endured the scorching heat of the Sulfur Flames and the damage from the explosion, and looked at the Frenzy, frenzied Tevanaco, letting out a snort.

Two beams of white light shot out from his nose, hitting what should have been Hisoka's target.

Tevanaco Past lost consciousness, and the signs of his Frenzy began to subside.

Lumian didn't give him a chance to fall to the ground. He reached out his right hand, grabbed his shoulder, and pulled him into the Spirit World, "Teleportation" away!

In just a few seconds, Lumian's figure appeared on the edge of the Primeval Jungle near Port Pylos.

During this process, he also made a "ha" sound, using the Pale Yellow Light emitted from his mouth to plunge Tevanaco into a new coma, preventing him from waking up.

At this moment, a Women stood at the edge of the Primeval Jungle; she was dressed as the Black Widow, but no longer as cold as before – Hella.

Seeing that Tevanaco was no longer in its giant Demon form, but only exuded Sulfur Scent and had some dark patterns appearing on its skin, Hella nodded to Lumian and said, "It should be ' Hisoka '."

Hisoka only put on a superficial disguise each time he attended the "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society." If his real identity were to be revealed, Hella, who was responsible for providing the meeting place and the way to enter, would still be able to recognize him.

"Ha!" Lumian laughed, adding a new "Heng-Ha Art" to "Hisoka".

Hella grabbed his arm and began chanting Incantation.

The two of them, along with Hisoka, vanished from the spot as quickly as a pencil drawing being erased.

Inside the Ancient Dilapidated Palace of the "Night Kingdom".

Lumian had barely emerged from Concealment when he let out a hum.

Two beams of white light fell, but Hisoka remained unconscious.

"Hella" said in a cool, clear voice, "I will let you all enter the same Dream."

"Thank you." Lumian tossed aside "Hisoka" and sat down against a broken Stone Pillars.

The next second, his thoughts became muddled, until he heard Hella's voice:

"Alright."

Lumian snapped back to reality and saw the interrogation room-like space, and "Hisoka" sitting in the chair opposite him.

This member of the "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society," Tevanaco Twanak Tupian, had light brown skin, resembling a hybrid of the Northern Continent and Southern Continent people. He had Linen-Colored Eyes, dark black hair, and decent features, but his expression conveyed a sense of indifference towards life.

Upon seeing this, Lumian's lips curled into a slight smile.

He asked Hella for help mainly to create an environment where he could safely reveal his conspiracy after capturing Hisoka.

Otherwise, he would have had a hard time restraining Hisoka's resistance—keeping him unconscious until death would make communication impossible, and destroying his Frontal Lobe would deprive him of emotions such as frustration, Pain, and resentment, making it difficult for him to meet the requirements of the Reaper's Ritual.

Upon seeing Lumian, Hisoka struggled briefly, but was suppressed by an invisible force, unable to transform into a "Wraith."

This is Dream controlled by "Hella".

Hisoka calmed down, looked at Lumian, and asked the question that had been nagging at him:

"How did you manage to fool my Danger Premonition?"

Lumian's smile widened as he looked down at Hisoka and said casually, "This doesn't require the help of a ' Demon Hunter.' A sufficient distance plus a ' Hypnotist ' can handle it."