Dia squinted, gathering his Nen energy in his eyes; his enhanced vision allowed him to see clearly—

Throughout Druha's damaged body parts, not a trace of flesh or bone was exposed. Instead, densely packed ropes were piled together, forming what appeared to be organs.

What the hell is this guy?

Diya felt a chill run down her spine.

"The Punjab Lasso used to be made from cat intestines. Being caught in a lasso made from that would surely kill you. Only those with eyes and hands at the same height could escape this fate."

Druha, much like a priest, slowly began to explain his abilities:

"After arriving at this secret realm, all the cats in the city combined couldn't make many lassos, so I improved the craftsmanship—using human intestines instead. Soon I made several thousand lassos."

With a wave of his hand, he revealed a dense army of dried-up people silently floating in mid-air behind him, each with a rope around their neck.

“I made three lassos out of my own intestines, and from that moment on I inevitably began to transform into a lasso man.”

"..."

After a long silence, Dia finally spoke her first words since they met:

“My name is Dia, and I have killed most of your companions.”

“I knew it. When I saw that it was you flying over, and not Meru or Maori, I guessed it.”

Druha spoke with a touch of sadness and regret:

"I'm going to see them soon, but before that, I'll destroy this secret realm."

As the true pioneer, he knew what it meant to break through this secret realm when he was halfway through the project.

Even Lu Yan probably guessed it, but they all kept it to themselves.

This event has become a pillar of their spirit for decades.

Would you like to hear our story?

Druha, like the older brother next door, casually sat down on the ground and asked Dia.

Dia frowned, his fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly, but he couldn't think of a way to deal with the enemy in front of him.

At this moment, he couldn't help but fantasize that it would be great if his Stand was [Bombing Space].

After a while, Dia shook his head and took out the small communication device that Mizziston had given him a few minutes earlier.

It had about enough battery power left for Dia to send a message.

Dia activated its recording mode, thought for a moment, and began to leave its last words:

"Teachers, you don't need to wait for me. I'll find another way to get back..."

On the construction site, only Dia's low murmurs and the clanging of bone pickaxes remained.

Soon, the communication device ran out of power, and Dia casually put it back in her pocket.

Druha and Dia then sat down on the ground.

Under the desolate moonlight, they recounted stories from the past like old friends…

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The southeastern coast of the continent of Ezhen borders the sea.

Every June, tropical currents lead warm monsoons into the small country of Fujiang.

On this humid peninsula in the southeastern corner of the continent, the Druha family lived in the rubber forest during the rain.

From as far back as he can remember, he has been listening to the convergence of all the rain sounds in the world.

Vast and meaningless time was compressed into endless rubber tapping, rubber tapping...

Druha's biggest dream is to have three meals a day regularly.

So when he was eighteen, he was sent to the battlefield.

The steady Druha became an assistant to a mortician, specializing in tying knots on the feet of the deceased.

"The enemy's corpses are tied with white knots to count as military merits, while the corpses of our own people are tied with red knots to count as their military merits."

So he tied knots around the corpse for three years and learned a magical technique called the Punjabi Lasso from the old mortician.

Many years later, Druha, having mastered Nen, used the lasso he was most familiar with as a product of his own "conjuration".

Later, the old mortician died under enemy fire, and feeling powerless, Druhar chose to betray his country.

He left the continent of Ezhen with a medic, a staff officer, a season officer, and a new recruit who knew nothing and had just joined the camp.

As everyone knows, they went from street to street, earning the undeserved title of "The Four Thieves of Fujiang".

Druha isn't in this story because he claims to be a craftsman, not a thief.

With the looted treasure, they built the most famous InterContinental Hotel in Dalatland, and business was booming.

Everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction, until the skull appeared.

They simply broke into a corrupt official's suburban house as usual, hanged his three vicious dogs, and pried open his safe.

But inside, there was nothing but a dark gold skull.

A few days later, Druha, who was playing with a skull in the hotel, tried to channel Nen into it.

As a result, accompanied by a deafening roar, they discovered that the entire hotel had suddenly appeared in the city of Steviola.

Moreover, it was as if they were separated by an invisible wall; they had no way to escape from the hotel.

The dramatic turn of events caught the attention of the Ochima Federation government, and the Secret Investigation Department, which specializes in handling such incidents, was dispatched to investigate.

In the confined terrain, Druha single-handedly wiped out the rabble, while Mori, intending to intimidate the enemy, covered all the men's heads with strange-looking things.

However, the authorities would not give up because of this difficulty, and Druha and his team were well aware of this.

In his haste, Mori tried to use the dark gold skull to teleport them all away.

As it turned out, that thing only transported him to the middle of some unknown ocean.

As Mori teleported, there seemed to be some kind of spatial anomaly, affecting a hidden secret realm that had been hidden for a long time. It instantly appeared and enveloped the entire city, and then instantly collapsed and left reality.

And so, they were trapped in this secret realm for twenty-five years, until now…

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"I told you, I won't leave until Dia returns. You can leave if you want."

With her arms crossed, Kido stubbornly spoke to Bisky, who had been trying to persuade her for a long time.

The hotel had by then been reduced to ruins.

The one who started all of this was Shiba.

Adhering to the professional ethics of an assassin, he began a full-scale manhunt the moment he saw Pariston.

Pariston held on for a few minutes until Mitchellston returned.

As a criminal hunter, Mizeston had no choice but to stop Silva's attack.

In fact, even if he hadn't stopped him, Pariston wouldn't have died, since what was here wasn't his true form.

“Miss Qiduo, perhaps I didn’t emphasize it clearly just now. Even with the help of the divine artifact, I can only teleport a maximum of six more people back to the mortal world. There are exactly six people here, which is full…”

Pariston held the dark gold skull, watching Qiduo's unusual appearance with great interest.

"So how did you calculate that six people? Is it even true?"

Kang Jae impatiently interrupted him. Even someone as slow-witted as him found it hard to believe that Pariston could teleport back exactly six people.

Isn't this clearly targeting Dia, who wasn't even there?

"..."

Pariston paused for a moment, then suddenly said with delight:

"Ah, I did miscount. It wasn't six, it was seven..."

Swish!

Kang Jae's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and then reappeared hundreds of meters in the air.

Kang Jae:?

boom!

The tiger-headed hunter slammed the tiger head into the ground, creating a deep hole in the already uneven surface.

"You damned rat!!!"

Kang Jae's voice, filled with extreme anger, came from inside the cave.

Then, everyone present saw a blur as a short, blurry figure leaped out like lightning and rushed straight towards Pariston!

Swish!

Kang Jae disappeared from the spot, and this time no one found his trace.

"Mr. Kang Zai was really careless. He's returned to reality, but he's taken up two teleportation slots by himself. Now, the artifact can only teleport five more times..."

Pariston said it casually.

Everyone else's eyes narrowed, realizing that Pariston was demonstrating his strengths.

Having mastered the divine artifact, he could teleport as many people as he wanted with a single word.

Kido's eyes gradually turned dangerous; Pariston was determined to abandon Dia.

Pariston saw the dangerous look in Keido's eyes and suddenly smiled and said:

"Does Miss Qiduo want to kill me? Sure, she just wants to gamble on whether she can find the correct way to use the artifact in such a short time."

"It's nothing more than using Miss Bisky, Mr. Mitchellston, and even Mr. Silba over there to gamble with all their own selfish desires."

"It's nothing more than someone who doesn't want to live and wants to drag others down with them. Miss Qiduo, you certainly won't mind doing such a thing, right? And the rest of you probably won't have any objections either, right?"

These sarcastic words instantly enraged Kido, who wanted nothing more than to kill Pariston on the spot.

But the thought that what he said was true bound Qi Duo tightly with an invisible moral constraint.

'Damn it... If that happens, Diya will be left behind... But to really gamble with that would be playing with everyone's lives...'

Qiduo gritted her teeth, caught in a struggle between reason and emotion.

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