Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

However, with Uvogin's powerful punch right in front of him, Sach could only draw his sword and engage him in a fierce battle.

Although it was obvious that the burly man in front of me was not skilled in martial arts, his physical strength was astonishing, and he could be described as a gifted individual.

Although Saqiu was confident that she could defeat her opponent with her swordsmanship, she was not so arrogant as to try to stop the other group of people rushing up the stairs while dealing with Uvogin.

Should we let them do as they please, or try to stop them?

"Sherlock, hurry up!"

Sachs forced Uvogin back with a single sword strike, then let out a low growl and handed over the task of blocking the retreat to Sherlock, who was about to finish his work.

Upon hearing this, Sherlock quickened his movements, unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks upon the Nen Beast before him.

The next moment, the black spirit beast could no longer hold on. After enduring Sherlock's attack, it turned around and decisively grabbed Naspi, who was kneeling on the ground, and threw him into a corner in the distance!

boom!

The moment the king slipped from the beast's grasp, a huge hole appeared in its chest, piercing right through it!

Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew his fist.

After losing that slippery mucus, the opponent's body was extremely fragile and was easily penetrated by him.

"Big brother, wake up! Kakin is dying..."

The beast fell to the ground, letting out a mournful cry before turning into a pool of black water and disappearing.

In the final moment, it no longer seemed to be a piece of calligraphy, but rather a prince who had died unjustly.

Sherlock turned to look at Melena and Chrollo's group, who were rushing towards the spiral staircase:

'The mind beasts have been dealt with, so the king isn't in a hurry. Even if his will is strong, my ability can last for quite some time. Let's deal with these people first...'

Thinking of this, Sherlock instinctively rushed towards Kuroro and the others!

Suddenly a sharp sound interrupted his actions—

"Sherlock! Something's happened!"

It's Saqiu's voice!

What could possibly happen to him?

Sherlock was slightly taken aback and looked in the direction of Satchi.

What came into view was Saqiu's tense face, and... Naspi, who was already lifeless!

Nasby's head was tilted to the side, with a huge fist print on his skull—a fist print from Uvogin!

Sherlock felt a chill run down his spine and immediately ran to Saqiu's side, pulling him aside to avoid him, while asking:

"what happened?"

"I just forced that tall guy back with my sword light and was about to use my [ultimate technique] when suddenly a Naspi flew out from the side and landed in the same spot as him!"

As a result, Uvogin instinctively punched Naspi, who was dazed and confused due to Sherlock's powers, and killed him on the spot...

What happens when the king dies?

"I can't believe it," Saqiu asked nervously.

Sherlock shook his head:

"I don't know. Curses, resurrection, explosions that result in mutual destruction, permanent tracking marks—anything is possible."

In short, things can't just end like this!

Just as Sherlock had predicted, before Uvogin could even figure out what was happening, a thick, black, malevolent aura billowed out of Naspi's corpse like black smoke!

call--

Those black, smoky evil thoughts, as if they had eyes, whooshed and rushed into Uvogin's ears!

"What……"

Uvogin's expression changed drastically, and he quickly covered his ears to prevent the black smoke from getting in.

However, the black smoke squeezed directly through his fingers and into his ear without leaving a trace!

Uvogin's body suddenly stopped, and his strong muscles began to tremble slightly, as if he had fallen into some kind of stiffness.

The next moment, Uvogin's once strong muscles, which had been honed through countless trials, were squeezed flat as if by an invisible hand, like squeezing a sponge!

puff!

Countless beads of blood shot out from the pores on Uvogin's body!

At the same time, accompanied by the crackling sound of muscle fibers being torn one by one, a massive amount of [Nen] leaked out from the pores!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the once imposing and vigorous Uvogin was transformed into a two-meter-tall, thin bamboo dog, like a flattened clay figure!

"Pfft... How... is this possible..."

Uvogin vomited a mouthful of dark red blood, collapsed weakly to his knees, and looked at his miserable state with eyes full of horror and disbelief.

What did he do to deserve this?!

The physique that I had painstakingly built up over decades suddenly became even more rotten than the dregs of medicine!

"This is...poison?!"

Uvogin trembled all over and muttered to himself.

However, no one cared about what he said anymore.

Sherlock and Satchel looked at Uvogin not far away as if facing a formidable enemy, where Naspi, who had been dead, suddenly stood up!

"Ugh—"

Nasby stood up, his eyes clouded, and let out a painful growl. His beard and hair began to turn white and dry rapidly.

After a while, his cloudy eyes began to clear, and he shook his head, scanning his surroundings.

Then he seemed to understand what had happened.

"I've been resurrected a second time, and my lifespan is almost over. How could you possibly drive me to this point..."

Nasby glanced indifferently at Sherlock and Satchel.

Swish!

Suddenly, a three-eyed spirit beast with fleshy wings jumped out from behind him and landed on his shoulder.

"Roar--"

The three-eyed beast roared, its sound waves sweeping outwards in all directions like tangible waves.

"I can summon hundreds more of these kinds of spirit beasts. How long can you keep this up?"

Nasby walked toward the spiral staircase, which was now deserted.

"It is pointless to be my enemy. You will have no better end than death. Leaving me now will give you a chance to survive."

Sherlock and Satchel exchanged a glance and silently walked back towards Naspi's direction.

Leaving or staying makes no difference; they're not foolish enough to be scared off by Naspi's words.

Seeing this, Nasby shook his head.

The three-eyed spirit beast on his shoulder raised its head and roared, letting out a sharp screech that echoed through the sky. Then, it shook its fleshy wings and rushed towards Sherlock and his companion like lightning!

While Sherlock and Satchouli were entangled, Nasby decisively rushed downstairs.

There's no point in getting entangled with these people; the most important thing is to ensure that the artifact isn't stolen or damaged!

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The space beyond the iron gate was even larger than I had imagined.

Diya's gaze swept across the entire floor.

I don’t know if some special technology was used, but this small floor was packed with hundreds of neatly arranged treasure chests!

'I can feel it...'

Among the many treasure chests, Dia felt a peculiar attraction.

Just like how Stand users are attracted to each other.

Dia sensed that the [Insect Arrow Fragment] he had been searching for for hundreds of chapters was among these treasure chests.

That magnetic attraction was drawing him to find it!

Or perhaps I'm also attracting these [fragments]?

Diya calmed her slightly racing heartbeat and took a few deep breaths.

Finding a piece of antique that is worthless in the eyes of the world should be as difficult as climbing to the sky, or like finding a needle in a haystack.

But through a series of coincidences, Dia gradually manages to collect three of the four fragments.

This cannot be explained by coincidence at all.

Rather than saying that the fragments were attracting him, it would be more accurate to say that he, the only Stand user in the world, was also attracting these fragments.

Like fate, some unseen force is gradually pushing him and these [Insect Arrow Fragments] toward the same place.

Dia shook her head, not wanting to think about it any further.

After all, time waits for no one, and there's no time to lose.

boom!

Diya yanked open a treasure chest in front of her!

Dazzling gems, a dazzling array of treasures—this box is full of priceless jewels.

'Rubbish.'

Diya gave a brief comment, then ran to another box, flipped it open, and began rummaging through its contents.

He kept repeating this action.

Then came a burst of noisy footsteps.

Dia frowned, straightened up, and looked toward the source of the sound.

His gaze met Kuroro's, who had just barged in...