Becoming the Supreme Will starting from Hunter x Hunter

It rubbed half of his face against the cold floor.

"I'm going to die... I'm really going to die..."

In that instant, Bote's mind went blank, and his eyes were filled with despair.

The oppressive feeling and murderous intent emanating from above almost suffocated him…

“15 seconds left… You’re the one who’s lasted the longest among these people…” The man’s calm voice echoed quietly in the hall.

Bote swallowed hard, his lips trembling.

Engaging in melee combat with a Enhancement-type is not a wise decision.

However, the talent runes configured by Oboro are Precision as the primary tree and Resolve as the secondary tree.

The primary runes are Offense, Presence of Mind, Legendary Resilience, and Cut Down; the secondary runes are Renewal and Steadfast.

The Strong Attack is perfect for dealing with Enhancement-type Nen users like Bot.

Three consecutive basic attacks will put the target into the 'Vulnerable' state, dealing adaptive damage and increasing the damage the target takes by 8%-12%... The secondary rune, Revitalizing Wind, has a healing effect, which, combined with Tenacity and Steadfastness, helps maintain health.

Suppressing a power-up type like Bot would be a piece of cake.

“You seem to be… the most arrogant one among these people.” Long murmured softly, and began to exert force with the soles of her feet.

Bote's cheekbones were squeezed, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even make a sound.

He felt like his head was about to be crushed.

"You like calling me that..., don't you?"

Long asked a question.

Bot's body was already showing signs of convulsions...

A moment later, Long suddenly lost his grip on his foot... because he smelled a foul odor.

Looking down, Bote had lost control of his bladder... liquid was flowing onto the ground.

"..."

hazy.

He stopped walking, went closer, and picked up a cell phone that had fallen to the ground.

Upon returning, he crouched down, staring intently at his opponent, who was gasping for breath and unable to meet his gaze. He rested his chin on his hand and smiled slightly, saying, "Come on... give our dear Boss Philsgaru... that's the name, right? Give him a call... announce your victory... I'm sure he won't be able to wait to admire my corpse..."

As he spoke, he tossed his phone in front of Bote.

Fear drove Bot to not dare to disobey the man's orders in the slightest.

He didn't want to die...

He had clearly realized that... he and the person in front of him were not the same kind of beings.

In this bloody jungle of hunting, the other party's food chain is far above their own.

The Phils family has offended a monster!

He trembled as he opened his phone and dialed a number.

"Hey."

The call is connected.

"Boss...the person...is...taken care of..." Bote said nervously.

Then, the call was disconnected.

“According to the pre-arranged plan… after killing you, we will turn on the lights… as a signal.” Bote said in a panic, then changed the subject: “I only work for him, I am not a member of the Fils family… please let me go… don’t kill me.”

“That won’t do… A minute has already passed. I’ve given you several dozen more seconds to live. Compared to the other three, you’re already very fortunate…” Long, who was still squatting, spread his hands and smiled.

"I can help you, I can be your dog... I'll do anything you want as long as you don't kill me."

Suddenly, Bote became agitated, lay down on the ground, grabbed Long's trouser leg, and pleaded.

He even cried.

"But... I don't have the habit of keeping pets."

Long feigned hesitation.

"me…"

Bote was stunned.

"Alright... let's leave it at that for now. Also... take your dirty hands off me. These clothes of mine aren't cheap."

Long slowly got up.

Bote sensed a glimmer of hope for survival. He released Long's trouser leg as if electrocuted, repeatedly apologizing, appearing extremely humble and fearful. He was a completely different person from just a few minutes earlier, when he was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, embracing a beautiful woman.

Long found the switch and turned on the light.

The Summoner Spell Heal was also used.

A burst of vibrant green light erupted from his body, and he was instantly healed.

He sat in Philsgaru's executive chair, spun around, and looked at the closed armored door: "So... let's welcome the big boss back in..."

"Could you please... move a little further away? Don't block our boss from walking in... it'll be a real downer. You're not the main character, so please understand your place."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Bot nodded frantically, struggling to drag his lame leg... His anxiety had clouded his judgment; he couldn't even stand up and crawled away like a dog.

35. Underground Order

Philsgaru sat in a luxurious limousine outside the manor and put down his phone with satisfaction.

The stray dog ​​is dead…

He thought that Long would be a smart man, and that he wouldn't have a good ending if he faced an entire gang alone.

As a gang leader, the Fils family, while not among the top-tier in the underworld, still ranks in the middle. According to the rules of the underworld, if he wants to climb the ranks, he will inevitably clash with other families and make enemies... which means he needs strong security.

Sam and the others are not bad... but judging from Kuga's description, at least Oboro's level is much stronger than the current subordinates... Rhodes was instantly killed.

He was impressed by the talent, but unfortunately... the other party didn't understand the situation.

After getting out of the car, he stepped into the manor wearing a trench coat. He glanced at the upper floors of the castle and saw that the windows, which had been dark, were now lit up. He hurried over.

After entering the castle, the secretary, who had lost an arm, and the bespectacled man, Kuga, followed on either side of him.

The upstairs area has quieted down, which means the battle is over.

The only Nen user outside the battle asked the boss a few questions. When he learned that it was Bot who called to inform him, he was intrigued because the message was probably the job of security captain Sam... But when he thought about the relationship between Bot and Sam, the secretary understood.

That guy, Bote... is probably just trying to curry favor.

A moment later, a large group of people arrived at the entrance of the second-floor lobby.

They smelled blood and had no doubts... Seeing blood was perfectly normal; they guessed... that Oboro had been tortured terribly.

I just don't know if any of our four teammates are injured.

The door was pushed open, and Fils stepped in unsuspectingly, a smile on his face... his mind filled with images of Oboro's death.

He wanted to release the man's body and photos to warn everyone about the consequences of embezzling money from his casinos.

"Hi!"

As soon as he took a step forward, Philsgaru looked up and saw a familiar figure sitting in his seat, waving to him.

The former looked blank and didn't react for a moment.

Wasn't he... dead...?

"Protect the boss!!!"

Standing at the door, the only Nen user screamed in disbelief.

After all, he was in this line of work, and he immediately came to his senses.

Swish!

Phils also instinctively took a step back.

Everyone saw the chaotic scene in the hall, and three corpses, each with a different manner of death.

In the blink of an eye, Philsgaru realized that Oboro, who was sitting in the boss's chair, had disappeared...

A series of chaotic noises came from behind him.

Just as Phils was about to turn around, his body suddenly sank as an arm was draped over his shoulder.

A light drizzle began to fall from above... The raindrops hit my face, turning red... and very salty.

is blood!

As an ordinary person, he didn't have time to react and had no idea what Long had done.

But Bot, huddled in the corner, saw it all clearly... In an instant, Oboro rushed into the crowd, his knife flashing, like a grim reaper from hell, reaping lives... Dozens of heads flew into the air in perfect unison, like bottle stoppers.

Kuga, the bespectacled man, and his companion Smith, the man whose arm Oboro had torn off... are both dead.

Vulnerable.

She's as fragile as paper in front of men.

like

The hall was suddenly transformed into a black and white painting, as if someone had thrown a basin of blood onto it... All that could be seen was a glaring crimson.

Blood rained down, and heads fell one after another... some rolling to the feet of Oboro and Fels.

The two were bathing in warm liquid.

"You know... I don't really like killing, but coming into this world, sometimes you just have to be ruthless... Sigh, I don't even know if I'm sick, I'm so nervous. I feel like this world is too dangerous... If I don't overcome certain things, things will really get difficult..."

As if catching up with an old friend, Oboro put his arm around Filsgaru and said softly.

"You're different. You seem to... really enjoy killing... Human life is nothing to you, right?"

"..."