Becoming the Supreme Will starting from Hunter x Hunter

If it weren't for the fact that Nian's knowledge surpassed Moritonio's, he might have felt the same gratitude towards the captain as Abagi.

But regardless, it was the leader who helped him open the door to telekinesis...

However… it’s obvious that Moritonio didn’t expect him and Hisoka to have such potential, thinking they were just the next Abachi. If the old man were to choose again now… Oboro felt that he might not help him.

This can be judged from the leader's attitude after he and Hisoka became Nen users.

Previously, the old man genuinely admired Hisoka and took good care of Oboro, but afterwards... he became more perfunctory.

In contrast, their attitude towards Abachi remained unchanged.

Why is this happening?

Long also couldn't understand it.

In the end, we can only guess that it was a feeling of jealousy or resentment at play.

It's like how a mediocre student might inexplicably dislike a top student.

Hisoka and his presence made the old man increasingly aware of his own powerlessness...

He followed Aba

Qi visited several markets and some department stores, stopping and starting along the way... Abaqi has a relatively withdrawn personality, but when she is not around, she displays some of the girlish traits appropriate for her age.

I like small animals and I will stop to admire beautiful scenery.

And just like that... before we knew it, it got dark.

"It's already evening... there's nothing left on the shopping list..."

The girl, carrying large and small shopping bags, walked down from a pedestrian bridge and into the alley below, talking to herself.

"Let's go back…"

Suddenly, a noise came from the dark corner.

"Ok?"

Abachi looked in the direction of the sound and frowned.

"Whoaaah!"

A series of indescribable sounds followed one after another.

Abachi strode forward, poked his head out from the corner of the alley, and glanced at the fork in the narrow path. His expression immediately changed.

A tall man wearing a trench coat and with slicked-back hair was seen torturing and murdering a victim.

The victim was leaning against the wall, his upper body completely collapsed, with blood splattered on the wall and floor, but he was not dead, as if he still had a breath left... After hearing footsteps, the person weakly murmured, "Help me..."

To crush a person to death?

This appearance...

Is he a serial killer?

Abachi's pupils contracted, and he instantly put down the shopping bag. He gathered his Nen in his hand, attached it to the jump rope at his waist, and swooped down: "Stop!"

The jump rope is her tool for performing in the circus, and she always carries it with her.

As he spoke, the rope swung, and the ordinary jump rope taut straight in the air, like a steel cable, striking the target.

Seeing this, John simply shifted his feet slightly and dodged the seemingly ferocious whip.

boom!

The rope end smashed the stone wall to pieces.

Abachi hadn't even gotten close yet, and was just about to pull back his weapon when the same thing happened.

But she found that she couldn't pull the jump rope back; John had already grabbed it.

Moreover, the opponent's strength was clearly superior to hers.

"This is an attack involving Nen..."

"And he..."

"This serial killer is also a Nen user!"

At this moment, Abachi was deeply shaken.

Compared to her opponent, her combat experience was clearly too immature.

In that brief moment of distraction, John suddenly bent down and stood in front of the girl, delivering a merciless knee strike to Abachi's abdomen.

"Wow!"

The girl was struck hard and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

The weapon in his hand fell to the ground.

Abachi collapsed, his body limp and unable to stand up; he had lost all mobility.

She couldn't withstand just one blow!

"It's over!"

Looking up at the murderous maniac standing in front of her, staring down at her, the girl's mind went blank.

John slowly bent down, stretched out his palm, and reached for Abachi.

In the nick of time, a blurry afterimage suddenly appeared from behind John... The killer was completely caught off guard by the aura, the angle of attack, and the speed of the strike.

A spurt of blood flew through the air.

A sharp object cut John's left eye.

He reacted only the instant he was injured... Otherwise, the sudden attack might have shaved off half of his head!

Hisoka

He landed in a squatting position, a blood-stained playing card between his fingers.

He turned his head and tilted his head back, revealing a strange and eerie smile to the enemy: "Taking a walk? You look... quite happy..."

"..."

john.

The next second, Hisoka suddenly sprang up and slashed horizontally at the man with his card.

As if sensing that the boy in front of him was not easy to deal with, the murderer took a few steps back to avoid the attack... Then, his gaze lingered on the two for a few seconds before he suddenly leaped up and used the building as cover to escape.

They quickly disappeared into the night.

"Hisoka!"

Abachi struggled to his feet and called out.

Hisoka stared in the direction the enemy had disappeared, but instead of giving chase, he looked at the blood-stained Ace of Spades between his fingers and fell into deep thought.

"He got away...that bastard."

"However, his eye is injured too, he'll probably be caught... Hisoka, thank you..."

"Hisoka?"

The girl spoke up, noticing Hisoka's stunned expression, and asked, "What...is wrong?"

"It's nothing...it just felt...the sensation of cutting him was a little unreal." Hisoka snapped out of his reverie and smiled casually. "Let's go."

"it is good."

Then the two of them picked up their things and walked away.

However, before leaving, Hisoka's eyes glanced at a certain spot almost imperceptibly.

"Tsk... You've been noticed?"

After they disappeared from sight, Long's figure was revealed in a dark corner.

He recalled Hisoka's gaze just now... and a chill ran down his spine.

"Could it be... that this guy, just by his familiarity with and application of Nen, has figured out the state of 'Zetsu' on his own?" Oboro found that the longer he spent with Hisoka, the more he could feel the terror of this monster.

Without understanding how to use 'Zetsu', he used Nen to seal himself off, which was difficult for a newcomer like Hisoka to see through.

Unless... the other party has also understood this 'concept'.

"That instantaneous strike... the timing of the entry and the search for the fatal point were both perfect, impeccable. This was still a Hisoka who hadn't fully matured yet. As he gains more combat experience and his abilities improve..."

"As for Moritonio... his level is... average."

The images she had just seen flashed through Oboro's mind, and she gave her evaluation.

The fact that the old man didn't notice Hisoka's attack the moment it happened already explained the problem.

High judgment.

After saying this, he left the scene of the murder.

……

"John... isn't he that serial killer?"

"Is Abachi alright...?"

"With the performance approaching, everyone please be extra careful."

When Long returned to the base, he found that everyone had already returned and were gathered in the lobby, discussing the matter.

They had obviously heard about Abachi's ordeal.

Meanwhile, team leader Moritonio sat on the sofa, giving instructions to everyone.

From his appearance and demeanor, there was no clue whatsoever.

Long simply said hello and then returned to her dormitory.

As soon as the door was opened, the room was filled with steam. The bathroom door was open, and Hisoka was lying in the bathtub taking a bath.

Half of its face was submerged in the water, and it was blowing bubbles.

"Do you want to come together?"

As Oboro walked to the bathroom door, Hisoka stood up and extended a warm invitation.