Hunter x Hunter: The Strongest Zoldyck

Three minutes left...

Roy, who kept leaping and running on the oak tree, silently sensed his physical condition and roughly estimated how much longer he could hold on.

He only has three minutes; if he exceeds that time, his new and old injuries will flare up.

Perhaps it will be Ilmi piercing the chest first, or perhaps it will be a bullet piercing the chest.

Or perhaps both together.

Under extreme pressure, anything is possible.

"Hello!"

Thinking of this, Roy suddenly paused.

She called out softly to the empty darkness behind her.

But in the silent night sky, apart from the faint chirping of insects, there was no response.

It was as if Roy was the only person in the entire dense forest.

"Stop hiding, come out."

"It's almost dawn. If we drag this out until tomorrow, the Zoldycks definitely won't let you off the hook."

"Now, I'm giving you a chance. I'll stand right here and not run away."

"Kill me, and you'll be free..."

At the top of an oak tree that was taller than the others, Roy looked around and shouted loudly.

His voice was loud and carried far, echoing forward in circles.

A figure appeared faintly in the dense forest swept by the sound waves.

He was tall and had a dignified figure, and he wore a mask.

It was the fox-man, Lant.

However, he doesn't seem to be in very good condition right now.

His whole body was swollen, and his eyes were glazed and lifeless.

Like a demon crawling out of hell, it sends chills down your spine.

Kill him...kill him...

Kill him....

A barely audible murmur escaped from his dark purple lips.

He had already been destroyed by his own thoughts minutes earlier.

The burgeoning thoughts burst forth from the precise control of his limbs and bones.

While bringing immense power, it also caused his life energy to begin to deplete.

In this pursuit with Roy, his thoughts went from being full and abundant at the beginning to being empty and thirsty later on.

It was only half an hour.

Even if Roy didn't call him, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on for long.

Even now, he has long since lost his mind, with only one obsession in his mind.

That is to kill Roy.

"Has it finally appeared?"

From the top of the oak tree, Roy's indifferent gaze swept down.

The figure of Lant, who looked like a demon, immediately came into his view.

What's going on?

Is he dying?

Or is it a vow and price for some kind of Nen ability?

Never mind... it's not important anymore.

I'm out of time.

The blood inside my body began to flow faster, my heart began to pound, and a slight stinging sensation began to appear.

Everything in his body was protesting against him.

He doesn't have much time left either.

so......

"Come on! Let's fight!"

With a roar, Roy leaped down from the top of the oak tree and charged straight at Lant.

The two were not far apart, only a few dozen meters.

A moment, two moments!

In the blink of an eye, Roy appeared silently in front of Lant using stealth footwork.

"Die!"

Click.....

In an instant, Roy's right hand changed the structure of its joints, turning his fingers into claws, and thrust forward fiercely!

Swift as lightning, fierce as a tiger's claw.

*Sizzle...*

The sharp nails scraped against the serrated blade, making a grating sound.

Roy's small, thin figure brushed past Lant.

In the instant the two interacted, Lant's dazed and lifeless eyes were reflected in Roy's eyes.

At that moment... he knew that Lant was dead.

What controls him now is only thought.

Sigh, how pathetic.....

He sighed inwardly, but didn't stop moving.

With a twist of both feet, the radius of rotation is disrupted, preventing it from achieving stable balance.

Roy had already spun around halfway through his body, like a spinning top.

Then, his hands moved at lightning speed like snakes, slashing and coiling at Lant in an attempt to break his joints and spine.

boom! boom! boom!

The dagger flashed, leaving afterimages, as Lant steadily blocked all of Roy's attacks.

Moreover, during the intervals between Roy's attacks, he would occasionally slip in a stab, a move so dangerous it was like crossing a ravine.

And every time this happens, Roy will dodge immediately, but his body is also nearing its limit.

It's not always possible to dodge to the side, but in order not to lose the initiative in the attack.

When Lant thrusts at him, he will choose an insignificant strike and let it pierce through him.

And so, the two clashed on the very edge of their limits.

They exchanged hundreds of blows within a minute.

Roy was stabbed by Lant and turned into a bloody mess, while Lant, which was originally a sharp dagger, became jagged.

However, neither of them stopped; Lant couldn't stop, and Roy dared not stop.

If he relaxes, Roy will be afraid that Lant will disappear from his sight again.

If he disappears again, he will no longer have the strength or energy to deal with that ghostly void dagger once more.

so.....

You might as well die here!

A cold glint flashed in Roy's eyes. Instead of dodging the dagger to his left chest, he stopped and took a step forward.

Sizzle...

A serrated dagger pierced through his chest, dripping countless drops of blood.

"Heh, got you..."

Roy took another step forward, the hilt of the serrated dagger sinking half a foot deep into the ground.

Um.....

A sharp pain shot through him, and with a muffled groan, Roy's expression remained unchanged.

Lant seemed to be in a daze, mechanically continuing to thrust forward, as if he wanted to pierce Roy's chest with the dagger.

Instead of backing down, Roy took the opportunity to get even closer to Lant.

"Alas, what a pity... this battle wasn't quite satisfying..."

With a helpless sigh, Roy stretched out his only remaining right hand.

Bang!

The bones in his hands were crisp and clear, and the sound was loud and clear.

Roy's right hand gripped Lant's neck.

Then... click!

With a sharp crack, Lant's neck was broken.

"How boring."

Seeing Lant's lifeless eyes gradually dim, Roy was not very satisfied and sighed with a sense of loss.

However, before he could continue showing off...

A wave of overwhelming pain washed over him, and he collapsed to his knees before he could even last a second.

He still knelt before Lant.

At that moment, it was unclear whether it was Roy's imagination or if Lant was simply like that.

The moment he knelt down, he actually saw the corners of Lant's mouth curl up in a smile.

It seemed to be mocking him, but when he looked closer, the curve was gone.

"Heh...you're laughing at me, aren't you?"

Roy tried to push Lant away with his hands, but found he couldn't move him at all.

He tried to kick Lant away, but his foot wouldn't move either.

In the end, he realized that he couldn't do anything but talk the talk.

After all, only his mouth can move.

The extreme physical exertion and explosive power squeezed out every last bit of his potential.

He may appear intact on the outside, but inside he is already utterly broken.

He just hadn't reached the point of... internal organs ruptured and his insides burning.

However, internal bleeding is inevitable.

But that's all in the future. Right now, his biggest worry isn't his injuries, but how he'll get through the night.

Besides people, there might be other things in the dense forest.

He was already disabled and couldn't move!