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The entire spaceship burst into flames, unleashing a tremendous explosion high in the sky. The massive storm shook and pushed away the replica spaceships nearby...

Chapter 63 Hang in there, everyone!

A massive explosion occurred inside the original spaceship; the powerful shockwave shook the high-altitude clouds and stirred up chaotic, violent air currents…

Machi used her magical energy to create a net, binding Kuroro and pulling him back.

Beneath their feet, the spaceship copied by Kubi's ability swayed violently in the turbulent airflow. Machi had no choice but to conjure more Nen threads, rapidly binding the entire spaceship layer by layer, firmly securing herself and Chrollo to the surface of the spaceship.

Kuroro nearly fell from a great height into the ocean thousands of meters below and died, but was fortunately rescued by Machi. However, his face showed no emotion after such a dramatic fall, as if he didn't care about his life at all...

Tied to the top of the replica spaceship, Kuroro lay on his back, able to see the original spaceship spewing flames in the explosion, constantly disintegrating, and tilting as it swayed and fell. In the flames from the cracks, he could vaguely see charred, bloody corpses.

He asked in surprise, "Machi, why are you still tying me up?"

"I'm afraid you'll fall and die." Machi sneered. "Go inside first."

With that, she stopped looking at the original spaceship that was being destroyed in the explosion, and used the Nen threads released from her body as a safety rope to carry Kuroro like a yo-yo all the way into the spaceship—the spaceship that Kubi copied was the version with a broken window on the observation deck that Kubi could use to get out.

Machi sealed the gap in the window before releasing the Nen strings binding Chrollo.

The replica of the spaceship beneath their feet was still swaying unsteadily due to the strong, unstable airflow from the outside.

The enormous spaceship was exactly the same as the previous one, except that it was completely empty.

Because of Kubi's replication, this spaceship has maintained the same flight state as when it was replicated. While it's very likely it was originally on autopilot, now, due to the impact of the explosion, no one knows whether this replicated spaceship can safely reach land without pilot correction…

"We'll be on land in a little over two hours from our original journey." After escaping, Kuroro stood steadily on the swaying floor of the spaceship and calmly walked towards the crew area at the front of the ship. "Korio's ability can replicate items for 24 hours, which should be enough time for us to land safely."

"Logically speaking?" Machi followed after him with a sullen face.

"Who knows if the items he copied with his ability will immediately disappear if Kubi dies?"

Kuroro said as he walked.

When discussing the life and death of his companions, he reacted in the same way he did with his own life—there was no particular reaction.

"1. What Kubi copies will exist for 24 hours, regardless of his life or death; 2. If Kubi dies, the copied spaceship will immediately disappear, and we will perish at sea; 3. After Kubi's death, his abilities will become stronger, and the copied spaceship will exist permanently..."

The two entered the spaceship's cockpit, and Machi interrupted him, asking, "Kuroro, are we really not going to abandon Kuroro?"

Kuroro began to examine the complex spaceship control panel, and without looking up, retorted, "Do you think Kuroro would betray the Phantom Troupe?"

Machi was speechless for a moment.

“At the last moment, he must have been controlled by someone on the ship at the time, possibly a manipulator, which is why he suddenly attacked me.” Kuroro’s tone was so casual, as if he were recounting someone else’s story, and he asked another crucial question, “Machi, can you and I now determine who exactly controlled Kuroro?”

Machi could only remain silent.

“If Kubi already died in the explosion, or…” Kuroro paused, glancing at the sky outside the window, “…and died after the destroyed spaceship crashed into the sea, then there’s no reason why the people who attacked him and me could have survived. Even if you wanted revenge, it would be out of the question.”

“If Kubi is lucky enough to survive, with his abilities, it shouldn’t be difficult for him to return to the mainland and make contact with us,” Kuroro said slowly. “Or, to prepare for the worst, he might survive, but become a puppet of the unknown entity that controls him. In that case, he would no longer be the Spider.”

"So what we need to do now is prioritize getting to land, contact Xia Ke and the others, and then we can think about Kubi."

Kuroro looked at Machi, "Machi, was my judgment wrong?"

Machi remained silent for a long time, no longer looking out the window, and said, "No, Captain."

……

The replica spaceship quickly stabilized its trajectory at high altitude and continued flying towards the continent of Sangsame, where the ancient Ganyu Kingdom was located...

Back in the airspace where the explosion had occurred, the original spaceship was engulfed in flames and billowing smoke. Flames spewed from the cracks in the bulkhead, and mangled replicas of Palistane were scattered along the way as the spaceship crashed into the sea...

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boom!

Explosion...fire...

boom!boom!boom……

In the shattered, war-torn land, amidst the ruins, the young self crouches blankly in the gaps between the steel and concrete rubble. Beside the mutilated arms of his parents lies a blood-stained box of business cards, with a pile of cards bearing his father's identity scattered haphazardly.

boom! boom……

Amidst the explosions, a hail of bullets, and the monotonous noise of many people's shrill cries and screams...

……

Paliston snapped back to reality and saw three or four "selves" covered in blood, seemingly "dying with their eyes wide open."

There were more than just three or four; the crowded space around them was filled with clones of "Pariston"... Pariston came to her senses and realized that at the last moment, the Phantom Troupe member had cloned a large number of his own bodies to fill the space inside the ship, minimizing and blocking the damage caused by the explosions of the gas bombs scattered throughout the ship...

These clones of himself were clearly mindless, merely empty shells of flesh and blood. Surrounded by his "selves," Palston watched with amusement at their grotesque, "tragic" deaths, thinking to himself that the Phantom Troupe member certainly wouldn't be so kind as to rescue them in a moment of crisis. In other words…

The destroyed spaceship continues to fall...

The vast majority of the numerous "Paliston" replicas were completely destroyed, and many were reduced to fragments...

Between these replicas of "Paliston" used as human buffers, Jingyang and Xiaodi embraced each other, forming a strange cross-shaped posture: Xiaodi covered the back of Jingyang's neck with both hands, while Jingyang pressed his body against Xiaodi's lower abdomen. Both of them tried their best to protect the stars on their bodies.

Fortunately, Jingyang and Xiaodi managed to erect a strong protective barrier in time, and with so many Paliston clones weakening the destructive power of the explosion, the two were not seriously injured by the explosion. On the contrary, they were so crowded and crushed by the dense Paliston clones that they were about to suffer internal injuries from suffocation...

It is easy to imagine the impact that ordinary people inside the spaceship would suffer in such extreme crowding and chaotic explosions.

In that brief instant of the explosion, Jing Yang had tried his best to replicate Paliston's unconscious body, leaving some gaps between them. However, after the explosion, as the spaceship was damaged and crashed, streams of death energy, both cold and hot, continued to flow into Jing Yang's heart.

"About ten or so died..."

"There are definitely more seriously injured, and if this drags on, the death aura will only increase... We're all on the same ship, so you all better hold on!"

The crowded, bumpy, and weightless environment made it difficult to move. Jingyang frowned and used the moon mark on the nail-shaped ring on his index finger to send a telepathic message: [Xiao Di, are you alright?]

Chapter 64 Paliston Island

I'm fine. Where's Jingyang?

Upon hearing Xiao Di's echo, she tightened her grip on the star mark behind her neck.

I'm fine too...

Jingyang glanced to the side and saw a dense mass of "Paristons" that had been blown to pieces and were completely unrecognizable.

"But the spaceship is still crashing," Xiaodi's voice transmitted through my mind, her tone as usual. "If it just crashes into the sea like this, we'll all die, won't we?"

"First, as long as the star isn't destroyed, even if it crashes into the sea and shatters into pieces, we won't die... I guess." Jing Yang replied. "Second, we haven't reached that dead end yet. Use the conscripted men to their fullest extent, as long as they don't die. —Keep copying!"

Just as Xiao Di was still wondering what Jing Yang meant, not far away on the other side, Kubi, who was being suppressed by countless "Paristons" of varying degrees of injury, started to move again.

With a rose-gold star mark on his forehead, he barely managed to stretch out his hands within the encirclement of "Pariston" and once again used his Nen ability, "God's Left Hand, Demon's Right Hand." However, this time, he didn't copy Pariston's body, but instead desperately touched the spaceship's floor and copied the spaceship once more.

……

boom!

The spaceship, engulfed in flames and billowing thick smoke, plummeted from thousands of meters in the air. When it descended to less than a thousand meters, a crack in its outer wall suddenly shattered completely, as if it had exploded.

Many replicas of Palistane, destroyed inside the spaceship, burst forth like a dam bursting with locust corpses.

Whoosh!

A burst of energy materialized into a spaceship, blocking the "breaching" Paliston replica.

Starting from this point, spaceships materialized rapidly on the sea below, like wildly growing weeds. Each spaceship was engulfed in flames and billowing thick smoke in the same manner...

Inside the spaceship at the top, Korbi, who was trapped in a pile of Palistane replicas, unleashed his Nen energy without restraint, frantically using his Nen abilities.

In the manga, Korobiya could easily replicate over fifty towering abandoned buildings. It's unclear whether it's because his Nen ability doesn't consume much energy, or because this seemingly unremarkable member of the Phantom Troupe possesses an exceptionally large Nen capacity... Of course, Jingyang doesn't really care which reason it is right now. As long as Xingbiao can still forcibly control Korobiya to continuously use his Nen ability, he will never stop.

Under the control of the star mark on his forehead, Kubi's Nen energy poured out like a punctured balloon.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...

One after another, burning and smoking spaceships extended downwards at an astonishing speed, like building blocks.

As the spacecraft continued its descent into the sea, the bottoms of these dozens of precariously positioned spacecraft soon touched the surface of the ocean.

Boom...

The stacked, burning, and smoking spaceships crashed into the sea, and the astonishing kinetic energy was transmitted upwards at high speed, shocking the ship at the very top that was full of "passengers"!

But at the same time, at the top boundary, countless replicas of Palistane spewed out at an even more violent speed. Almost the instant the stacked spaceships touched the sea surface, a massive number of Palistane replicas were created as cushioning pads. Under the impact and compression between the upper and lower spaceships, they radiated outwards, creating a sky full of radiating "tomato sauce"...

The dozens of stacked spaceships teetered precariously, forming a huge whirlpool where their bottoms touched the sea surface.

As these wrecked spaceships, billowing smoke and flames, slowly sank into the vortex at their base, more and more Palistane replicas were continuously being made at the top.

Just as champagne was poured onto the top of a stack of glasses at a banquet, countless replicas of Palistane tumbled down and crashed into the sea...

The "wine glass rack" collapsed, and the "spaceship blocks" disintegrated...

As the spaceship shook, drifted, and crashed, countless replicas of Palistane tumbled down like a waterfall.

The swirling sea surface was gradually calming down, and a thick layer of Palistane replicas had accumulated, like a flexible net, cushioning the topmost, badly damaged spaceship as it stumbled and fell... From a distance on the sea, it looked as if a floating island made up of Palistane replicas and many sinking spaceships had formed on the boundless sea.

Just outrageous.

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Jingyang only stopped when the manipulated Kubi passed out.

"Has it come to a stop on the surface of the sea?" came a small voice in my mind.

"Probably... anyway, nothing's happened." Jingyang said. "I've done everything I can. Now it's time for the bulging-eyed fish to make its appearance."

【Um. 】

As Jing Yang propped himself up and pushed aside the crammed pile of Palistane replicas, Xiao Di raised her hand and materialized a giant vacuum cleaner, turned it on, and said, "Bulging-Eyed Fish, suck in all the Palistane replicas inside this spaceship."

These replicas can be considered corpses. And the Nen ability of the corpse droplets can be cleaned up like trash.

buzzing-

With its full power, the bulging-eyed fish flicked its tongue and opened its mouth wide. The "deadly" replicas of Paliston that were crowding around Jingyang and Xiaodi were twisted in shape and size as if they had been sucked into the Demon King Piccolo's magic seal. They were turned into a torrent and devoured by the bulging-eyed fish, leaving not a single piece behind.

Outside the badly damaged spaceship, flames still lingered, but the interior had been suddenly emptied, revealing the remaining survivors who had already lost consciousness, as well as several unbearable corpses of the victims.

I clearly absorbed more than a dozen strands of death energy, didn't I? Oh right, some people died elsewhere, and some might not have even left their rooms; they were probably thrown around inside during the spaceship's crash and literally blew themselves to death…