Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

"That horse-faced man's brain was crushed because he peered into the emotions of the dead and deciphered some of the information coming from the depths of the Ghost Sea. It became sponge-like from the inside out."

"The little girl I possessed secretly retrieved some things and kept studying them herself. I didn't dare to look, but she died after she finished looking at them. I guess she figured out something useful."

Scone said, unsurprised:

"The slovenly man that Yuena has her eye on should be named Jin, right? He looks like the type who is very curious and has a great memory."

"It turns out he didn't die. He even ran away with another group of people. I think that woman was probably taken out of the Ghost Sea in ghost form and is probably already dead."

Chapter 502 Falling Apart × Exhaustion! Lost!

"Another group..."

Suddenly, Dia thought of something, immediately turned and walked towards the door, saying at the same time:

"Everyone! Search the entire Purple Smoke ship, confirm the list of all passengers who boarded, and report anyone who is missing!"

After saying that, Dia grabbed the imposter Pjorn, also known as Scone, and headed straight for the lowest level of the Purple Smoke prison!

If he's not mistaken,

The "other group that ran away beforehand" that Sikan just mentioned is probably the group led by Bjorn who disappeared somewhere in my memory!

He soon reached the bottom of the cabin.

The prison was originally a cold storage room, intended for storing fresh fruits and vegetables, but it was converted into a room for imprisoning criminals.

Therefore, the environment here is quite cold and damp.

The damp moisture seeped in through countless tiny cracks, like a ghostly spirit that lingers on the dead, wandering helplessly.

There are no windows or vents here, only an old-fashioned air purifier placed at the door, constantly circulating indoor and outdoor air, emitting a low hum.

When Diya arrived, all she saw was pitch blackness.

'This is troublesome...'

Dia frowned, tossed the Scone in her hand aside, and flipped the light switch on with a click.

The detention cell, which should have been lit up around the clock, was instead plunged into darkness, an unusual scene that foreshadowed many things.

The cell was instantly illuminated.

As expected, the cell that should have held the two death row inmates, Byron and Pariston, was now empty.

Only two sets of shackles remained, lying on the ground.

Dia stepped forward and picked up the two pairs of shackles. He glanced at them and realized they were the same two pairs used to restrain Byrd and Pariston. The numbers were still on them, and they were even still connected to the hull.

These shackles, made of the most advanced alloys, possess a strength that even Nen users cannot break.

It also incorporates an extremely sensitive automatic trigger mechanism.

If a criminal wearing shackles exerts force exceeding a threshold, the shackles will inject the prisoner with an extremely dangerous poison within a fraction of a second.

It can be said that even seasoned Nen users cannot easily break free from these shackles.

High-risk prisoners like Byrd are under constant surveillance by professionals, and unless he cuts off his arm, the effect of imprisonment is still very strong.

Even after doing all that, Byangde still found a chance to escape.

Dia examined the shackles carefully. Although he didn't know much about mechanics, the shackles didn't look like they had been broken off; they looked more like they had been unlocked with a key.

These shackles are clearly combination locks!

'Is it some kind of Nen ability again? It's not impossible that he anticipated Yang De's potential imprisonment and arranged for someone with the ability to open any lock.'

Dia turned to look at Scone and asked:

"The group of people you mentioned who escaped beforehand, are they the same people locked up in this room?"

Scone nodded:

"Yeah, actually a lot of people left together, about a dozen people, but the big guy locked up here seems to be the leader."

When did you leave?

"They were there the night before last, the day I found the opportunity to possess this little girl. Before that, I was afraid that Yue Na would possess her before me, so I didn't dare to relax. Only after I succeeded did I take a moment to run out and take a look."

Scone pointed to the door and said:

"That leader was very capable. He blindfolded everyone and let only a mindless beast complete all the work before leaving in a satellite ship."

“At that time, almost all of you were in a state of mental confusion. Without significant changes in the environment, you would not be able to consciously realize the problem, so they accomplished everything very easily.”

My thoughts are in disarray...

Diya couldn't understand how so many strange anomalies could appear in a fixed area of ​​an ordinary sea.

Of course, Scone could only remain vague about his question:

"Well... because it's the Dark Sea, the unknown is equated with safety. This is a rule that has been passed down for a long time. This Grand Line was originally passed down orally from ancient times to my era, and it has even been lost in your time."

"When you try to understand all the truth, you have already fallen into the trap of wisdom, so the right thing to do is not to understand, not to explore, and not to think."

"..."

Dia found it difficult to evaluate this ostrich-like behavior, but there were no better conditions to investigate it further now.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Mizziston and the others rushed in, about to say something, when they immediately saw the empty prison cell.

"Damn it, BYYAND escaped. Why isn't he affected?"

"I'm afraid he already knew all the routes to the Dark Continent before he came, even more than we did!"

The crowd felt both angry and resentful at the situation before them, but also astonished.

One can't help but wonder how Yang De knew so much confidential information.

"Never mind that for now, what's the situation on the ship?"

Diya quickly steered everyone's attention back to the main topic.

Mitchell was the first to react, and said with a stern look:

"This is very bad. When we set sail, there were 60 professionals and accompanying soldiers on board, as well as about 50 skilled sailors."

"But now, almost all the soldiers are suffering from severe panic disorder. 80% of the soldiers have gone further and committed suicide, either intentionally or unconsciously. Very few have failed, which means they can no longer carry out their missions."

"In addition, there are government recorders from various countries and five designated survivors from the International Navigation Agency, all of whom are dead. Among the survivors are Vincent, an official from the Republic of Minbo, and Geno, an assassin from the Zoldyck family."

"The sailors' condition is also not optimistic. Half of them have jumped into the sea to commit suicide since the start of the voyage, and the rest are insane. They all say they have seen huge and beautiful palaces on the seabed. Mo Laowu said that this group of people can no longer carry out their work."

"We brought 50 professional hunters with us on board, including the twelve squads. Now, even with us, there are only 20..."

Dia suddenly interrupted:

"Is there a list of missing hunters?"

Milstein nodded and said decisively:

"Yes, I've compared them one by one."

The following persons are missing:

“Mühl, Marionne, Matthew, Groom… and King!”

When Kim's name was mentioned, a barely suppressed rage flashed in Mizziston's eyes, and the others also showed signs of barely restraining themselves.

Clearly, in their view, the disappearance of Jin at this moment undoubtedly meant that he had betrayed the association's position and chosen to go with Byonde, all for the sake of heading to the Dark Continent!

"That guy was already acting crazy before, but now it seems he's just like Pariston, a complete scoundrel!"

Gu Gu cried out indignantly.

Even if the others didn't say it, they silently nodded in agreement with Gu Gu's words.

It can be said that at this moment, the hunters on the Purple Smoke had developed a close bond of "sharing joys and sorrows" because of their life-or-death situation.

Those who cannot stand with them at this moment can only be regarded as "traitors".

Although Diya didn't quite agree, Jin was indeed not here right now, so any explanation would be weak and powerless.

He could only quickly change the subject:

"What else? Isn't one satellite ship missing?"

Dia remembered that Scone had mentioned that Byonde and his group had stolen a satellite ship from the Purple Smoke fleet before leaving the Ghost Sea.

Mitchell nodded:

"Yes, and it might be more serious than you think. He stole the last fuel tanker!"

"The fuel on the Purple Smoke can only power the ship for half a day at most, which is the first emergency."

Dia, who was already deep in thought, asked in surprise:

"There's a second one?"

"Of course there are. The second one you should already know is the disappearance of the [Guide]. Mo Laowu even jumped into the sea and swam around to confirm that he had completely vanished. Moreover, the [Gatekeeper] has also disappeared without a trace!"

Mitchell sighed heavily:

"Fortunately, due to the sharp decrease in the number of people, the food and fresh water that were barely enough before are now in surplus."

"But apart from that, we are already stuck in two major quagmires: loss of direction and loss of navigation power. If we don't come up with a solution quickly, it's almost certain that we'll be trapped and die at sea."

The vast and boundless dark sea.

The ships of Dia and the others, like a planet in the Milky Way, floated quietly on this super ocean, so small as to be insignificant.

Even though they had been sailing at an unimaginable speed for dozens of days, they still could not see the boundary of the Dark Continent in any way.

The atmosphere in the command room was somewhat oppressive.

After all the information was laid bare, most people lost the desire to speak.

An atmosphere of despair began to spread little by little.

Diya sat in the main seat, lost in thought, but unlike the others, she was not enveloped by a low-pressure atmosphere.

They simply felt that the operation had been a complete failure, that the prisoner they were supposed to guard had been lost, that the trip to the Dark Continent was definitely ruined, and that they themselves were almost certain to be trapped and die at sea.