Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

In fact, Dia could have simply left at this point. On the very night he woke up, Dia thoroughly sorted through the memories in his mind and understood all the past of the original owner of the body.

Two points are noteworthy in Dia's view. First, Diego, like him, was an orphan from a young age.

He was admitted to the National Medical University thanks to the student union's funding and the university's full scholarship, so he is actually facing a rather serious savings crisis.

Secondly, there was his university advisor, whose name was—

Keido Yorkshire!

A member of the Hunter Association, the world's highest group of experts, ranked as "Xu" in the Chinese zodiac, and a three-star "Hunter of Difficult Cases"!

In my memory, this mentor took good care of him and often tried to help him arrange his future job.

At the same time, as an undisputed master of Nen, Kita is also the best choice for Dia, who wants to learn Nen.

But in the past few days, he tried calling and writing letters, but was completely unable to get in touch with them.

Logically speaking, Dia should be heading back to the university immediately.

but……

Dia glanced up at the kitchen, and Charlotte quickly averted her gaze, pretending to be busy chopping radishes.

Ian had just finished serving a dish and called to Dia to take it to the guest.

"Okay!"

Dia took it without hesitation.

The care that Ian and his daughter gave him over the past few days reminded him of the time Jonathan saved him.

If he simply walks away, he will be fine, and a bright future awaits him. But what about Ian and his daughter?

Without him, could their safety be guaranteed by relying on police officers who lack Nen abilities?

Although Dia didn't consider himself a good person who would destroy evil, he didn't want the person who saved him to be harmed innocently.

Feeling the ripples surging within her body, Dia sensed an unprecedented danger approaching, and in addition…

Diya turned to look out the window at the raging thunder and rain, her mind racing with thoughts.

This weather is perfect for a serial killer to lurk!

Can't wait any longer.

After much deliberation, Dia silently made a decision...

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The sky was as dark as ink, and the rain showed no sign of stopping, with torrential downpours washing over the streets.

The manhole cover at the end of the street was silently lifted, and a disheveled figure peeked out, cautiously observing the surroundings.

After confirming that no one was around, the man exerted force with both legs and leaped out of the well like a black wolf, then quickly crossed the street in the rain.

Hebrahim, 31, was a star baseball player who was wanted at the age of 25 for murder while intoxicated and assaulting police officers while resisting arrest.

Hebrah then began a life of wandering until a few days ago when he was targeted by bounty hunters from the Hunter Association.

Recalling the hunter, Hebrahim felt a dull ache in his chest again, which made him grit his teeth in anger:

'That brat, he's just a lucky rookie hunter who got lucky, yet he forced me to kneel and beg for mercy!'

The hunter who captured him looked to be just an adult, but his fists were incredibly hard. He was also enveloped in Nen, and he lost the first second of their fistfight. After that, Heibula was beaten without any resistance.

If he hadn't used his mind to entangle the vital points, he probably would have been beaten to death before he could even beg for mercy.

But the next second, Heibula began to sneer in his heart.

No matter how talented you are, you still died at the hands of my [Magic Ball]!

Hebrah escaped capture for six years by virtue of the superpower called "Nen" that he learned while in exile in Meteor City. He made this power through a deal with an old man using a stolen treasure.

Unfortunately, the old man died after teaching him the opening of mind and the basics of "entanglement".

In the days that followed, relying on the few words the old man had once told him about "prosperity," he successfully developed his "Magic Ball"!

Hebrah relied on his Nen ability and caution to avoid danger time and time again, and even managed to escape the continent of Eurubian by airship.

Until that hunter appeared, facing a truly systematic Nen user, his fists were as weak as cotton, completely vulnerable.

Blackbura crouched low as he sprinted through the rain, a thin layer of white Nen covering his body. His eyes were fixed on his surroundings, his green pupils gleaming in the darkness like a wolf's.

Although based on his observations over the past few days, it seemed that the police and the Hunter Association had not pursued him, the cautious man still rested in the sewers for two days by eating rats.

He has almost recovered his strength, but his injuries are slow to heal due to a lack of medication.

Unable to bear the sight of the rat carcasses any longer, he decided to take advantage of the rainy night to find a restaurant or something, steal enough food and medicine, kill everyone who saw him, and then escape to another city under the cover of the heavy rain.

He remembered that on the day he escaped, he saw a restaurant called "Ian Hotel" not far away, so he chose that one.

Suddenly, Heibula seemed to see something, his heart skipped a beat, and he abruptly turned and hid in the alley next to him.

That was... a person?

He peeked out and saw a tall figure wearing a raincoat slowly walking ahead, as if searching for something.

Are you a professional hunter?

Hebrah focused his Nen on his eyes, only to find that the person hadn't used Nen to envelop him at all, as if he were just an ordinary person.

But in this kind of weather and at this time, how could someone be wandering the streets?

As the figure drew closer, Heibula hesitated, wondering whether to make the first move, yet also suspecting it might be a trap.

Should we run away?

But if that person hadn't noticed him before, the noise of his escape would cause him to lose an advantage!

Just as Heibula was still hesitating, the figure suddenly stopped, turned around without warning, and rushed into the alley.

Hebrah's pupils suddenly contracted!

A golden current suddenly appeared along with a fist, illuminating the face beneath the raincoat—it was Dia!

Chapter 4 [The Magic Ball] × One-Hit Severe Injury

Without time to think, instinct compelled Heibula to unleash his Nen, which, mixed with a raging killing intent, surged forward.

This was his usual tactic. Until that hunter appeared, no matter how experienced a warrior or martial artist was, once they were enveloped by his killing intent containing Nen, they would lose the ability to fight back.

'what? '

While still in mid-air, Dia was enveloped by murderous intent, causing his body to stiffen involuntarily, but the ripples of shock allowed him to break free from the influence.

But the momentary pause allowed Hebrahim to seize the opportunity.

Hebrah's right fist shot out like a spring, but instead of heading towards Dia, it struck the wall beside him!

boom!

A small pit appeared on the wall, and cracks extended from the pit. The reaction force sent Heibula flying out like a cannonball.

The flying Black Blade barely dodged the sneak attack, and Dia's Ripple Swift Step missed its target!

Hebrah did several somersaults in the air to dissipate the force, and finally landed with a narrow escape. He immediately turned around to be on guard.

Only then did he have time to carefully observe the enemy—a tall young man who looked to be in his early twenties. At this point, he still did not observe any signs that the other party was releasing any Nen.

But what is that golden current?

Can thoughts transform into other forms of energy?

After her sneak attack failed, Dia turned around and saw that her opponent had already taken a defensive stance, so she did not continue to advance rashly.

The failed sneak attack was a consequence of his oversight of a crucial ability of a Nen user—Nen intimidation.

When ordinary people face the combined killing intent of Nen users, even seasoned warriors would be paralyzed with fear, or even scared to death!

If it weren't for the truly miraculous power of the Ripple energy, which actually blocked the opponent's Nen attack, he would probably have been in danger from the very first encounter.

This also served as a wake-up call for Dia, as even if he had read the original work, forgetting details would greatly diminish his intelligence advantage.

'A Nen user who neither conjures weapons nor intends to release Nen bullets—is he a Transmutation or Manipulation type?'

Diya became even more vigilant and began to analyze the enemy before him. He hadn't used time stop during the previous sneak attack because he was afraid the opponent might have some kind of counterattack ability, but now it seemed that they didn't.

"Hey, you're not a hunter, are you? Is it worth risking your life like this for that little bounty?"

Unable to bear the stalemate any longer, Hebrahim spoke first, while simultaneously reaching for his waist.

Dia remained silent, as speaking would disrupt his breathing, and the Ripple energy could only be drawn out by maintaining his breathing.

Without the protection of the ripples, he would be immediately controlled by the opponent's murderous aura.

However, judging from the encounter just now, compared with the description of Nen users in the original work, the enemy in front of us is obviously very crude in his use of Nen.

At the same time, Dia also saw Hebrahim's little gesture of reaching for his waist, which probably concealed some kind of weapon.

We can't let him get it!

Diya acted decisively and pressed forward without hesitation.

If the opponent is a reinforcement type, they will be even more difficult to deal with after obtaining the weapon!

Seeing this, Hebrah knew that his plan to ambush had failed, so he made no attempt to conceal himself and quickly pulled out his weapon from his waist—a baseball!

During one of his escapes, he dreamed of touching a baseball countless times as a baseball pitcher.

When he woke up, he found that he was actually holding a baseball in his hand!

He named it—"The Magic Ball"!

Heibula lowered his head and focused his mind. Suddenly, he turned to the side, raised his right leg, and his body was like a taut bowstring, constantly accumulating power.

He twisted his right hand, holding the ball, behind his head, and the next moment, like a steel whip breaking free from its restraints, the ball slipped from his fingertips!

The purple aura enveloped the baseball, making it slither through the air like a venomous snake, revealing a cold glint as it lunged towards Dia!

He himself bent his knees slightly and kicked his legs backward, preparing to create distance.

Dia stared intently at Heibula, making no attempt to dodge the incoming baseball, and charged straight forward:

'Time, stop!'