"When joy turns to sorrow"

Upon hearing Lumian's question, Hisoka's lips curled up, and his smile returned.

"Those are a few Fallen, Fallen under my control."

"The Fallen?" Lumian could understand the literal meaning, but didn't understand what it meant.

At the same time, he began to mutter complaints about "Hisoka":

It really feels like Dream; the emotional Change are happening so fast!

Hisoka said in a wistful tone, "' Apostle of Desire ' can plant seeds in the hearts of others when their emotions and desires fluctuate significantly, making the corresponding problems more and more serious, causing them to slowly lose their self-control and gradually fall into depravity."

"Combined with my own special abilities, this allows me to gradually corrupt those humans over a considerable period of time, ensuring they can never escape my control and are forced to obey me."

Similar to injectable addictive psychotropic drugs, but even more Mysticism? Lumian sought analogies from a perspective easily understood by himself.

Suddenly, he thought of a description of "the Devil" by Naporidisli:

"The Devil of the body, the Devil of the mind..."

"Is this a manifestation of the Demon of the Mind?" Is this the special characteristic of "Hisoka," the Demon? Does this mean that the That One the "Temperance Faction" contacted has already been corrupted by him and fallen into depravity, which is why they didn't report his abnormalities? Lumian looked at "Hisoka" thoughtfully and said, "As expected of the apostle of desire, the Demon of the Mind who tempts people to fall, is this Ritual to ascend to ' Devil '?"

"Let's practice first." Hisoka didn't deny it, but thought the current situation was far from perfect and more like a drill.

"So confident, huh? You only became an ' Apostle of Desire ' after the prank in Tizamo Town at the end of Last Year. It's only been a year, and you're already thinking about becoming Half-God of the Book?" Lumian pondered for a moment and said, "Because you finally pleased that Devil from the Norse Family and obtained that thing?"

Even in his dream, Hisoka seemed reluctant to reveal this, replying with slight resistance, "Yes."

Lumian temporarily refrained from provoking Hisoka to avoid prematurely ending the Dream; he changed the subject:

Where is that thing?

When Hisoka Demonization, his clothes were torn apart, but nothing unusual fell off.

Hisoka's expression Distortion slightly as he said, "In... in Tizamo Town."

His hometown, Tizamo Town, hidden within his body... If it's so important, why not carry it with him? Lumian grew increasingly curious about the two pranks orchestrated by Tizamo Town, the Gold-Mining City Devis, and "Hisoka."

He thought for a moment and said, "You plotted a prank in Devis just to steal a batch of gold?"

"Yes," Hisoka replied affirmatively.

Have you been reading too many novels about gold heists? Did you desperately need that much money back then? Hmm, for "Criminal," planning a robbery when they need gold is perfectly normal. Unlike me, I rely on Hunting and handouts from Villain ... Lumian just thought this was nothing, when suddenly a thought struck her:

Franca has been saving up gold recently, with the intention of sacrificing it to Chen Tu Armored Wraith, in the future...

Could it be that Hisoka also orchestrated this prank to amass a large amount of gold for a similar sacrifice? Lumian looked at Hisoka and tentatively asked, "Was that gold sacrificed to the Devil of the Norse Family?"

"Hisoka" replied indifferently, "In Tizamo Town."

"What exactly is in Tizamo Town?" Lumian asked casually.

Hisoka seemed to suddenly snap out of his daze, his expression Distortion as he cried out, "Dream Festival, Dream Festival!"

His shadow came to life, pounced on him, and enveloped him.

Hisoka turned Pitch-Black again, transforming into a viscous, filthy, and Evil liquid that rapidly spread in all directions, seemingly attempting to Corruption the interrogation room, Corruption, Lumian Corruption entire Dream.

Lumian instantly snapped out of the Dream and saw that "Hisoka," who was sleeping on the ground, was once again showing signs of Demonization and had become somewhat transparent.

The Core Member are about to Loss of Control this April Fool's Day!

Without hesitation, Lumian swiftly conjured Longsword woven from Blazing White Flame in his hand.

The image of "Hisoka" in his eyes then appeared in many colors, the least noticeable of which was a Pale White on the side of the bridge of the nose.

"Weakness Detection!"

Pale White color indicates a weakness.

Lumian raised the Flames Longsword, gripped it with both hands, and thrust it downwards, the blade disappearing into the Pale White flesh with a soft thud.

The Demon armor-like shell, the elastic flesh, and the steel-like bones of the "Living Corpse" only held out for a second before being pierced through.

Lumian drew his Blazing White Flames Longsword thrust it down again.

Puff!

This time it penetrated even deeper.

Lumian drew his Blazing White Flames Longsword once more, leaped up, and carried his weight with the downward thrust.

Puff!

Lumian crouched down, and the Flames Longsword completely pierced Hisoka's brain, turning into scattered flames that destroyed all weakness.

Lumian withdrew his hands and stood up.

Hisoka's body, which showed signs of Demonization, twitched a few times before returning to calm. (https://m. hetushu. com. com)

Beside his nose, a two-finger-wide wound was unusually gruesome, its surface charred and shrunken, with Flames surging within.

The Demon lost its life.

"Wow, that's tough. It managed to block three hits like that..." Lumian sighed silently as he looked at Hisoka's Corpse.

At that moment, Hisoka's Corpse rapidly became transparent and Library light brown skin gradually Paleness.

Wraith... becoming a true Wraith after death? These two thoughts had barely crossed Lumian's mind when the surroundings suddenly went dark.

From the Depths of darkness, a tranquil chant arose, relaxing both body and mind, making one want to do nothing but lie quietly.

All things ultimately lead to peace.

Hisoka's rapidly Wraith Transformation body gradually stopped changing and slowly regained its physical form.

Finally, he died completely.

That's really hard to kill... If we hadn't stopped him from Wraith Transformation, could he have continued to exist as a true Wraith, and later even become Evil Spirit? Lumian looked at "Hella" beside him and said again, "Thank you."

He didn't mention his conversation with Hisoka because they were communicating in Dream created by Hella, Hella must have known all of that.

"Only Loki is left." Hella said coldly, looking at Hisoka's Corpse.

Lumian paused for a few seconds before saying, "He won't be able to Resurrection many more times."

"At most one more time," Hella said with a rather confident tone.

"And another time..." Lumian hummed in agreement.

Before long, Hisoka's Beyonder Characteristic were released and combined with the remaining Goat Horns on his head, turning into a cluster of wildly flamboyant black crystals.

The different crystals of the cluster stretched out in all directions, baring their fangs and claws, and within each black crystal, multiple illusory and transparent faces emerged, their expressions ranging from ferocious to Pain, from mad to bewildered.

The Beyonder Characteristic the "Apostle of Desire" Corruption by the "Wraith's " Gift? Lumian felt that this Corruption was more severe and dangerous than the Beyonder Characteristic of the previous "Serial Killer."

He pointed to the Beyonder Characteristic and Hisoka's Corpse, and said to Hella, "Shall I take them all?"

"Okay." Hella had no objections.

In the old warehouse of an abandoned Dock in Port Pylos.

Franca, Anthony, and Jenna have reunited and are waiting for Lumian to return.

During their casual conversation, they caught a glimpse of Daoist in the Sunlight streaming through the high window—it was Lumian, dressed as Louis - Berri, wearing Golden-yellow Straw Hat.

Smack

Lumian threw Hisoka's Corpse on the ground.

He then took that Beyonder Characteristic from the "Traveler’s Bag" and placed it near the Corpse, but did not touch it.

After doing all this, he finally smiled at Franca, Jenna, and Anthony.

"Resolved."

"Is it really ' Hisoka '?" Franca was a little incredulous that it could be so easy.

"It was him," Lumian explained simply. "He was too confident, thinking there was a high chance he could kill me, so he chose to stay and wait for his chance."

"Where does his confidence come from?" Franca asked, her eyes wide.

Since everyone present was Minor Arcana, Lumian didn't hide anything and gave a general account of the situation, only omitting the most dangerous details.

"You can do that... It's a good thing you didn't ask the ' Tarot Club ' for a guide." Jenna felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing this.

Franca remarked, "I never imagined that our teamwork alone would be enough."

Lumian then pointed to the Beyonder Characteristic and said, "This is too Corruption and dangerous. I plan to ask the ' Magician ' Lady for help to find a suitable ' Artisan ' to turn it into Sealed Artifact, so that everyone can use it."

Lumian felt that this thing was too Evil and too Corruption, and could not possibly be Mystical Item with relatively mild negative effects. It could only be the kind that needed to be sealed away under normal circumstances.

"Sure," Franca, imagining the potential abilities of the Sealed Artifact with a hint of anticipation.

She suddenly remembered something and quickly said, "Your ' Pride Armor ' is still with me. Tsk, you've really mastered it."

Lumian laughed, "How can we deal with Demon without ' Warrior '? I wanted to use the ' Pride Armor ' from the beginning, but I didn't expect ' Hisoka ' to choose the best environment, the Washroom."

A closed, confined environment with some room for maneuver.

Franca took the "Pride Armor" out of the "Traveler’s Bag" and placed it on the ground.

Suddenly, the air inside the old warehouse seemed to freeze.

The Silver-White Full-Body Armor faced Lumian, conjuring a Giant Sword of Light, then he knelt on one knee and slammed it heavily into the ground.

This... Lumian's pupils dilated, his figure suddenly faded, and he vanished from the spot in a flash.

The Giant Sword of Light then shattered, transforming into a destructive Storm that swept through the surroundings, destroying numerous Wooden Box.

Franca, Jenna, and Anthony didn't have time to get far away; they were all shattered into pieces in this "Storm of Light," reflecting light.

"Damn! She's so vindictive! It's Past so long!" Franca's curses rang out from a corner of the warehouse.