From Hunter x Hunter to Supreme Will

He didn't lose in other areas...he only lost in his Nen ability.

With a wealth of Nen abilities, there are a variety of attack methods that can be adopted, and you can adapt to the situation... making it impossible for the enemy to be prepared.

However, Hisoka's ability of Nen has always been the same. Even if he uses it in various ways, it is still easy to figure out his tricks.

What's more, Kuroro's mind was also enhanced by the "Sugar Beans".

"Captain!"

Seeing Kuroro appear as a winner, Quick's expression lit up and he couldn't help but shout.

Kuroro's white shirt was also torn, looking a little disheveled... but compared to Hisoka, it was already quite decent.

"Can we go?"

Kuroro glanced at his companions, the only two members of the brigade still alive, and walked up to Oboro and said calmly.

"of course."

Long put his hands in his pockets and nodded.

Immediately, Chrollo gave Machi and Quick a look.

Seeing this, the two men approached him.

However, as they got closer, they saw the three of them were about to stand shoulder to shoulder.

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion in the air, and the residual force caused by the explosion caused the clothes of several people nearby to shake slightly.

A dark shadow flashed by.

Shilong stretched out a hand and then put it back again.

Machi's newly peaceful state of mind was once again eroded by a chill...

Quick, who was standing next to her, suddenly had his head explode like a watermelon without any warning.

Hot blood and brain matter splashed all over Machi's face.

Her delicate body couldn't help but tremble...her face was pale.

This feeling of being able to die at any time and anywhere... and not knowing when you will die, and having your fate held in the hands of others, is so terrible!

The point is, under the display of this power, they all seemed extremely weak. Not to mention resistance, they couldn't even struggle...

Kuroro had expected this and his expression remained calm.

Seeing that Machi seemed to be in a trance and unable to move, he stepped forward and picked her up, looking at Long: "Now... can we go?"

Long smiled and nodded.

However, as soon as Kuroro turned around, he stopped.

Because not far away... there stood a blond boy, his clothes stained with uncoagulated blood, and his expression was grim.

A pair of crimson eyes stared at him and Machi.

It was Kurapika who arrived after killing Duan.

"I made a deal with Hisoka not to touch Machi. I am also happy to let you go as a reward for your victory. However, he was not involved in the deal... I can choose not to make a move, but it is hard to say whether he will make a move... Whether you can leave depends on your own ability."

Oboro looked at Kurapika and explained to Chrollo.

Do you want to take action?

Kuroro laughed and slowly closed his eyes.

He didn't know the boy, but the murderous intent emanating from him was... obvious.

"Machi..."

After a brief thought, Kuroro opened his eyes, looked at the woman in his arms, and called out.

"Ok?"

Machi's face regained some color.

"You go first, I will protect you and leave."

Kuroro said calmly.

"Put me down."

At this moment, Machi seemed to have just realized Kurapika's presence, and her voice became much calmer.

The meaning is obvious, which is to join forces with Kuroro and fight together.

"Between you and me, only one person can survive. If I'm guessing correctly... it should be him who killed Peeler Lev, Kubi, and Duan. Quick is dead, and the telepathic power he exerted on me is gone... I don't have the strength I had just now."

A cold wind blew, and Kuroro and Kurapika looked at each other from a distance, and asked Machi to understand the situation.

"you go."

Machi stood in front of Chrollo.

"You can't stop him... It may take less than a few minutes before you die in his hands. There is no point in you trying to buy time. Leave it to me... Go find Ugin and Nobunaga and pass on the will of the brigade."

Seeing the boy with chains on his hands walking towards him, Kuroro also stepped forward and gently pushed Machi away, "Remember! After finding them, tell them... This is my last order, no revenge!"

Long and the others could hear clearly the conversation between him and Machi.

Long couldn't help but praise Kuroro for having a calm and clear mind.

A natural born leader who fully demonstrates the personality traits of his traits.

"go!"

Chrollo urged again.

Machi's eyes were covered with red bloodshot, she bit her lips, and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Chapter 159 Sorry, I can't remember

Long used his telekinetic ability to suppress the ghost fog that was surging throughout the palace.

The dark green sea of ​​fog dissipated, and everyone's vision suddenly became clear, and the surrounding environment came into view.

Devastated.

The entire square was littered with corpses and blood...because so much time had passed, some pools of blood had even solidified.

In the distance, groups of mafia were spinning around like headless flies. When the green fog dissipated, they saw the battle taking place here and the head of the Fields family, David.

For most gang members, they are not aware of the identities of Oboro and Filslily.

I only recognize David.

Of course, some people knew that there was a disabled blood relative in the Firth family, but they had never seen him.

Most of the gang leaders with high status and reputation are already dead...

When the banquet was held, those who had not yet been able to enter the venue were basically the heads of some medium-sized or small families.

Oboro and Illumi also saw Hisoka's body lying on the ground.

Oboro took the lead and Illumi followed closely behind.

After seeing David and the Yin Beast, the mafia came over one after another.

Some people also noticed Kurapika and Chrollo.

David took the initiative to step forward and explain the cause and situation of the incident to these fellow juniors who had escaped the disaster.

Of course, to be called an explanation, it must have been polished and processed.

……

"Kill with one blow!"

After a moment, Oboro walked to Hisoka's body and squatted down.

Illumi said from the side.

Kuroro was really ruthless.

"Not dead yet..."

A playful taste.

"Not dead? Impossible..."

Illumi raised his eyebrows. From what he could sense, Hisoka was no longer alive.

He didn't need to touch him to know that Hisoka's heart had stopped beating.

If Hisoka died, it is very likely that his soul would drop out... but his ghost in the fog failed to capture it before.

He wasn’t killed by the explosion... Even this kind of injury can be cured by relying on thoughts after death, can you do it?

Long was surprised.

He was certain that Hisoka's thoughts were saving his life, but how... was unclear.

Finally, we have come to this point.

There's nothing strange about Hisoka's thoughts about afterlife... Not to mention that he's now much stronger, his fate isn't affected by himself, and in the original novel he accomplished this with his own abilities.

"It seems a bit strange... The wound on his neck has stopped bleeding..."

Illumi bent down, took a closer look, and suddenly spoke.

"His telekinesis originally has some repair properties, it can adhere, glue... even wounds like skin burns or broken arms can be covered and repaired. But it has no real healing effect, it's just a temporary remedy, it can be seen as an illusion, a disguise... But if the telekinesis is controlled to the ultimate level of fine-tuning, maybe... even injuries like blood vessels can be temporarily adjusted with a Band-Aid method." Long raised the corner of his mouth.

"Can he do it?"

Illumi put a hand to his chin, skeptical.

If what Long said is true, this is an extremely huge and delicate project. Not to mention that Hisoka is now dead, even if he were still alive, he might not be able to do it.

Moreover, repairing blood vessels takes an extremely long time.

If it drags on too long, Hisoka will surely die and there will be no way to save him.

To put it simply, if there is still thought active in Hisoka's body now... he is racing against time with the God of Death.