Suddenly, a sucking force seed to emanate from Loki’s palm. The black smoke flew into his hand. The black Nen felt cold, numb, and strange
Suddenly, a sucking force seed to emanate from Loki’s palm. The black smoke flew into his hand.
The black Nen felt cold, numb, and strange as it entered Loki’s body. But thanks to Zero-Point Breakthrough, the sensation didn’t last long, disappearing almost instantly.
After absorbing such a massive amount of Nen, Loki’s aura beca even more terrifying! Uncontrollable Nen surged outwards, creating invisible shockwaves.
Loki looked at Chrollo, whose face was pale. "Can you tell now? Or should I use other thods?"
Chrollo, looking weak, gasped for air. "No need! I’ll tell you."
Chrollo was gasping for breath, desperately inhaling air.
Loki’s eyes narrowed, observing Chrollo’s state. He didn’t know what kind of Nen had been placed on him, but Chrollo’s appearance indicated that the Nen removal was life-threatening.
Soon, Chrollo was drenched in sweat, exhausted, greedily gasping for fresh air.
"Good... it’s been a long ti since I felt like this!" He looked at Loki. "Thank you. You’ve helped find myself again. I’ll tell you everything you want to know. The secret of the Troupe’s formation... teor City... where the Troupe was ford..."
Chrollo fell into a reverie. teor City, a place with nearly ten million inhabitants, a place where everything discarded was accepted—a forgotten corner of the world, a garbage dump, yet a microcosm of nature.
To survive there, one needed abilities; otherwise, death awaited. The harsh environnt taught them to respect life, yet it also fostered intense competition.
It wasn’t expected to change, but the growing population attracted the attention of a certain country.
teor City could have beco better, an independent nation, but instead, it beca a breeding ground for killers. Those who survived were cold, strong, and dismissive of life—the best human beasts.
Chrollo looked at Loki. "The original mbers of the Troupe were the best of the monsters, those forgotten by the world. The Troupe’s mission was singular: to seize resources, plunder wealth, and ultimately return it to those people."
Loki finally understood. Chrollo hadn’t controlled the Troupe for re money; he was already incredibly wealthy. He seed to enjoy the act of plunder itself.
Loki asked, "Those people are...?"
"Who they are, I don’t know. The Chairman has long been controlled by them." Chrollo exhaled weakly. "I advise you, whatever your goal, don’t try to confront them. I’ve experienced it; I know how terrifying their power is!" Chrollo smiled, eting Loki’s curious gaze.
"Be careful! A country called Kakin."
Chrollo’s breath grew shallow, his body rapidly aging. His hair, skin, and eyes aged visibly in a matter of monts.
"Were you acting under soone’s orders?" Chrollo unexpectedly asked.
Loki shook his head. "No! I’m just curious."
After Loki spoke, Chrollo looked at him for a long ti. "I sense you’re not lying, but that’s not the whole truth!" Chrollo’s breathing beca shallower.
Ding! ’Investigate the Phantom Troupe mission complete. Reward: One S-rank draw chance!’ Loki’s eyes widened. The system’s judgnt confird Chrollo’s words. An S-rank draw! Loki turned, his eyes gleaming.
"Then now..."
’Eliminate the Phantom Troupe mission complete. Reward: One arbitrary-level designated draw chance.’ The system’s announcent stunned Loki.
The mission was complete, yet Pakunoda was still alive! Why was it considered complete? He still hadn’t killed all the Troupe mbers! After a few seconds of hesitation, unable to understand, Loki couldn’t wait any longer.
He looked at Abengane, cowering in the corner. "You can leave."
Abengane quickly left, leaving Loki alone by Chrollo’s bed. Loki raised his hand, a fla appearing. He incinerated Chrollo’s body.
Taking a deep breath, Loki opened his system interface. ’Draw comncing! Use designated draw function?’
Loki chose yes. ’Designated draw enabled. Please select.’ Countless character images appeared.
Nurous S-rank characters. Loki focused on Asakura Hao, clicking his icon to access the item interface.
There was only one thing: ’Item: Spirit!!! Click to confirm draw!’ ’Extracting...’ ’Extracting...’ ’Extracting...’ The system’s ssage appeared three tis, unlike before.
Suddenly, a red light flashed before Loki’s eyes. His body felt incredibly powerful, strong energy flowing rapidly through him. An unbearable heat surged through him.
The next second, flas mixed with red energy erupted from Loki’s body, spreading wildly. A deafening roar echoed as the ground rapidly cracked.
The surging flas and terrifying energy burst forth in a blinding red light, rapidly cracking the ground. The three outside the mansion saw the ground beneath them crack, sensing the incredible energy emanating from the fissures.
Such terrifying energy could be fatal! They quickly retreated, fleeing as fast as possible.
As they fled, Abengane rushed out of the mansion, shouting, "Take with you! Please!"
Pakunoda carried Baise away, while Hisoka used Nen to grab Abengane, pulling him along.
As they fled, Hisoka looked at Abengane. "What happened in there?"
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