Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

Machi suddenly felt dizzy.

Everything before my eyes flashed by like a fleeting glimpse, finally settling against the dark night sky and the curtain of rain.

A bluish-green light flickered in the clouds, followed by a series of deafening claps of thunder.

The rain seems to be getting heavier!

A strong gust of wind tore at Machi's hair, ripping off her headband and letting her long purple hair flutter freely.

A torrent of rain lashed down on her face, and Machi found herself suddenly lying on the ground!

'What……?!'

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching pain struck, and Machi was horrified to discover that her arms and legs were completely empty!

Boom!

A flash of turquoise lightning illuminated Dia's cold gaze and the sharp blade in his hand.

Out of the corner of her eye, Machi saw that her arms and legs were scattered to the side, like a pile of garbage.

She had been turned into a human stick!

A feeling of suffocation welled up inside her, and she looked at Dia in disbelief.

That extreme despair gave rise to extreme rage, causing her to roar out:

"What did you do?!"

"Oh? It can actually make sounds now..."

Dia raised an eyebrow, glanced at her with interest, and thought to himself:

'Is it because the [greenish-blue ripple energy] accumulated in her limbs that amputating them actually helped her recover a little?'

He cut off Machi's limbs just to stop her from moving around, but it ended up restoring her ability to speak.

But even so, it's meaningless.

Dia coldly glanced at Machi, who was cursing loudly, and stepped forward to point a finger at her throat!

A ripple entered her body, instantly controlling her throat muscles and tightly locking her vocal cords. Machi suddenly realized that she could not make any sound no matter what she did.

The ripples then spread through her limbs, and the powerful regenerative force stopped the large amount of blood flowing out of her body, and also relieved her pain, preventing her from dying from the pain.

Dia nodded in satisfaction:

'Hmm...we should still be a little more considerate of women...'

Meanwhile, Pokson, who was not far away, reacted a beat later, hesitantly walked across the scattered Nen threads on the ground, and arrived at Dia's side.

Once again, this completely incomprehensible situation occurred, as if a scene from a movie had been skipped; Dia defeated the enemy without any warning.

The last time this happened was in Gramgasland.

That's how Dia destroyed Sherlock's limbs.

This time, however, it was Dia who cut off Machi's limbs...

Is this also one of Dia's abilities?

Indeed, I still know too little about him...

"Aren't you going to kill her?"

Pokson looked at March, whose face showed despair, and asked curiously.

As the saying goes, one should not kill but not mistreat.

Dia was puzzled by the fact that she had completely subdued Machi but instead of killing her, Dia dismembered her limbs.

He wouldn't have sadistic tendencies, would he...?

As if he had thought of something strange, Pokson unconsciously rubbed his index finger, his eyes welled up with tears, and a strange blush appeared on his face.

"Don't kill her yet; it'll be more effective to use her as bait."

Dia glanced at Machi's phone; another unfamiliar name appeared on the other end. The content on the screen made him sneer inwardly.

Fortunately, he was able to pause time, otherwise she really would have sent the message out.

Without further ado, Diya simply picked up her phone—

Click!

A photo of Machi at that moment suddenly appeared on the phone.

Diya casually sent it to that unfamiliar name, along with a smiley face.

Although it can't be confirmed, it's highly likely that the other side is Kuroro.

After sending it, he crushed the phone to pieces, leaving no trace.

I wonder if this will lure Kuroro over...

Dia stroked his chin, but he couldn't be sure either.

This is the simplest form of provocation. As long as Kuroro knows that Machi is still alive and in his hands, he is likely to bring people here to rescue her.

Of course, he might also give up on Machi directly; if it were Kuroro, it wouldn't be impossible.

After all, he was someone who put his life behind the Phantom Troupe, so it was understandable that he ignored Dia's provocation, which was clearly a trap.

But all in all, it's worth a try!

Dia casually dispersed the rain clouds, and began to plan how to ambush Kuroro if he really came.

As for Machi on the ground, she began to despair.

She never imagined that the Phantom Troupe, who were always the ones torturing and killing the weak, would be the ones being tortured and killed today...

The cold rain stopped falling, and the pale moonlight shone on Machi's face again.

She recalled what happened more than a decade ago.

On the same cruel night, their companion Salazar also perished when he was alone, and was ultimately dismembered.

Machi turned her head with difficulty.

My scattered hands and feet are right there.

In an effort to piece together her companion's body, she diligently studied sewage techniques, but she was unable to sew her own body back together.

Spiders appear to frighten people, so Machi knows she has no right to wallow in self-pity.

'but……'

In that shattered dream.

Salazar's desperate face reappeared in Machi's mind.

'Why……'

After the initial doubt, what welled up inside me was not sadness, nor pain, but anger.

Machi heard someone talking.

She looked up and saw the hunter's cold eyes; he seemed to be looking at a piece of meat on a pair of pincers, meat used to lure Kuroro, his prey.

A subtle voice resonated in her heart—

Would you want your companion to be led around like a dog?

'No.'

Machi thought to herself.

Anger began to seep into her very being.

Do you want those you care about to be slaughtered without dignity, like pigs and dogs?

'no way.'

Machi thought of Kuroro, Groulro, Salazar, the knight-errant...

That was her most cherished companion.

She thought again of the hunters they had slaughtered, the weak with red eyes, and the clueless passersby and children.

They are also mostly people who are valued by some people.

Is this karma or retribution?

Fuck you!

She was furious.

She didn't believe in any kind of retribution. They killed people, so why should they be judged?

When the whole world dumped garbage on Meteor City and treated its residents like toys, they didn't consider us as human beings. Now they want to judge us using the morality and laws that are meant for human beings?

She absolutely refuses!

The voice rang out again—

Then let's show some awareness and not let others look down on us!

'good……'

Machi finally calmed down.

A tiny, almost invisible thread crept into her nose and down her throat.

呲......

An extremely faint sound rang out inside Machi's body.

The thread pierced her intestines and began to wander through her internal organs.

Clearly, the hunter wanted to spare her life so that Kuroro would come to her rescue.

This is another dilemma, just like when Porrolev was publicly tried. That time, Kuroro chose to save Porrolev, which resulted in huge casualties.

This time, no matter which option Kuroro chooses, he will face enormous risks and pressure.

This was undoubtedly another mental burden for Kuroro, who was already under immense pressure.

Machi seemed to see a seasoned and calm hunter slowly leading his prey—the brigade—into a carefully prepared trap.