Hunter x Hunter: The Strongest Zoldyck

At night, the sky was pitch black beneath the gradually changing clouds.

The bright moon was shrouded in clouds and mist, thus blocking out the only light source for the Augley.

In the shadows, Saan, Bolt, and two monstrous figures were locked in a fierce battle.

Bang! Crack! Snap!

The sounds of collisions, like raindrops, rang out in rapid succession.

Several figures, moving as fast as afterimages, left a ripple-like trail in Luo Yi's eyes.

One moment it's Saen flying out, the next it's the blond man Zet, whose face has half melted, flying out, or maybe it's Bolt...

The two fought fiercely, neither willing to back down.

Is this what the powerful outsiders are like?

Roy's silver-gray eyes blinked frequently; the rapid movements of both sides made it difficult for him to keep up.

This is not a difference in strength of just a little bit; it's a matter of two completely different dimensions.

They are in a higher position, while he is in a lower position.

Based on the strength displayed by either side right now, they could easily crush him.

He was completely powerless to resist.

So... once the two sides have determined a winner, his situation may no longer be in his own hands.

This won't work...

Muttering to himself, Luo Yi unconsciously bit his lower lip until it bled.

He was no longer willing to sit idly by and wait for his fate; he was going to do something.

He didn't want to experience that life of being unable to control his own destiny again, like he had lived with the Zoldycks.

Freedom, life, and dignity must always be in your own hands.

This is a clear and unambiguous fact that he came from the Zoldyck family.

No one can change that, not even the Zoldycks...

"Fica..."

Thinking of this, Roy lowered his voice and called out to the red-haired boy beside him.

"I'm here, boss."

Fica responded softly.

"What is your Nen ability?"

Roy looked straight ahead, his expression and demeanor unchanged as he asked a question.

Subconsciously glancing at the virtual 24-hour roulette wheel on his right, the red-haired boy Fica recalled Bolt's instructions when he helped him develop Nen.

"Fika, reading is a very private matter, but also a very important one."

"Never easily reveal any information about Nian to anyone, no matter who it is."

"You need to know that in the world of Nen, intelligence is the most important element, and inducement, deception, and concealment are the first line of defense of Nen."

"Never let anyone completely understand your intentions, and never fight without knowing your opponent's intentions."

"......."

Bolt's words of advice flashed by, but in the end, only one sentence lingered in his mind.

"Remember that what is unknown is the strongest; what is known is merely a disassembled part, devoid of power."

"You don't need to tell me everything, just tell me a few of its effects."

Roy seemed to notice Fica's hesitation and added a comment at the opportune moment.

"No...no, boss, I was just thinking about how to explain it."

Fica touched the back of his head with his left hand and explained somewhat awkwardly:

"My Nen ability is very simple: it allows me to recall the state of a specified target within the last 24 hours, including but not limited to injuries, fatigue, weakness, confusion, and so on."

"Everything can be restored and reshaped. The degree of restoration depends on the amount of energy I can generate. There is no upper or lower limit; theoretically, I can completely reset the target's state."

At this point, Fika suddenly paused, glancing sideways at the Kurta girl on the ground:

"However... with my current energy level, I can only reshape it for up to 5 hours at most, no more than that."

"Restore and rebuild..."

As he kept chewing on those four words, a vague idea began to emerge in Roy's mind.

At first, it was a vague fragment, then it slowly turned into a clear conjecture, and finally it became a definite fact.

I think I can exploit a bug?

If my physical unlocking were combined with Fika's Nen ability, it would seem to become a god-tier skill.

For the first time, Roy turned his eyes back from observing the battle and looked at the hesitant face of the red-haired boy, Fika.

If I ever liberate my physical body, I will allow him to be reshaped once more.

Would that give me more chances to unlock the limit? And if I could maintain the 40% unlocked state for a few more seconds... no, even just one more second.

Then this situation... can be resolved.

Lost in thought, Roy's silver-gray eyes revisited the current battle between Bolt and Jummongaard, and a sense of confidence and composure began to surface on his face.

I think I can influence the course of the battle...

"Fika! I need your help with something later."

With his right hand resting on his chin, his index finger and thumb gently rubbing together, Roy uttered a sentence with unwavering certainty.

"You say it, boss."

Fica sensed the unwavering conviction in Roy's tone and immediately responded.

"Wait, I'll tell you to use your mind, so use it. Don't hesitate, don't waver..."

As he spoke, Roy slowly turned his head, his gaze fixed intently on Fika:

"Do you understand?"

Facing Roy's somewhat piercing gaze, Fica couldn't bring himself to refuse and could only nod and say:

"I understand, boss. Whatever you want to do, I trust you. If you tell me to go east, I will never go west..."

*Slap slap...*

Roy patted the red-haired boy on the shoulder, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Relax, it's nothing serious. If I get injured later, just help me reshape it."

"Oh well....."

A look of doubt flashed across Fika's eyes.

Is it really that simple?

While Roy and Fica were talking, the battle between Bolt, Saen, and Yumongard quietly took a turn for the better.

Bolt's will... has run out.

At that very moment, a long black shadow ripped through the void and shot towards Bolt behind Saen like lightning.

The dark shadow, shaped like a spear, was long, thin, and sharp, and in an instant, it pierced towards Bolt's face.

"Sahn!"

In the blink of an eye, Bolt slightly touched the ground with his toes and took a half-step back.

At the same time, not far in front of Bolt, Saan landed on his hind feet, twisted his body, and appeared in front of Bolt as if he had flashed.

In the blink of an eye, the silver dagger drew a bright white line in the air and collided with the long black shadow.

boom!

After a deafening roar like a landslide, Saan was sent flying even faster than he had come, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Sahn!"

Bolt exclaimed in surprise and immediately ran in the direction that Saen had flown off to.

For some unknown reason, Yumongaard did not give chase but instead stood there stunned.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that it wasn't that they weren't giving chase, but rather that a figure suddenly appeared between Bolt and the animals.

The figure was white-bearded and haired, short and thin, inconspicuous, yet possessed a strong presence.

The two things he's holding tightly in his hands are especially noteworthy.

Dark red... foul-smelling... yet full of life...

It resembles a rotten... peach!