Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

Dia's abilities serve as a second layer of protection.

If Naspi or anyone wary of Dia's existence hears his words, they will try to save his life and learn more about the truth and details of the so-called "time stop".

In retrospect, this life-saving charm undoubtedly worked, only it went from being a trump card to a life-saving elixir.

"You say you want to redeem, but who are you redeeming? Yourself?"

Kuroro stared straight at Ruby, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips.

Although his misfortune was due to his own lack of ability, he still harbored some resentment.

Kuroro wanted to try to make Ruby feel at least some of the same pain through language.

Doesn't he like redemption and consider himself righteous?

Then let your legitimacy vanish completely!

Ruby said calmly:

“My sins are greater than the scorching sun and heavier than the mountains; there is no way for me to find redemption.”

He remained rooted to the spot, ignoring the encirclement that was gradually closing in around him.

It rained harder and harder.

In the distance, one could hear the sound of vehicles speeding by.

"I did all this for Meteor City, so that people like you and me wouldn't have to leave their homes, wouldn't have to worry about our country being suddenly destroyed every day, and that the people of Meteor City wouldn't have to live as garbage collectors for this world."

“You and the elders insist on being enemies with Lord Dia, which will only lead to your destruction and will not achieve anything.”

"If you really want revenge, why don't you go after the politicians of the five great nations? They are clearly the root cause of Meteor City's current predicament."

"You didn't know how great Lord Dia was before, but now you should understand. To be his enemy is no different from declaring war on a major power."

Ruby's voice was soft, yet it left Kuroro speechless.

Because what the other party said is absolutely right.

Is the Phantom Troupe a group that bullies the weak and fears the strong?

Yes, of course!

Kuroro could proudly admit it without feeling any shame or discomfort.

Ultimately, the Phantom Troupe isn't some terrorist organization that's trying to disrupt the world; it's just a group of thieves.

Who says thieves have to face difficulties head-on and draw their swords when confronted with enemies?

This is naturally shameful and despicable in the eyes of the strong, but in the eyes of thieves, it is perfectly justified.

But is this what you call redemption for Meteor City?

That's way of exaggerating their own role!

"Your words are far too boastful."

Kuroro shook his head, retorting unwillingly:

"What you're saying is just your own attempt to justify your shamelessness based on your own judgment of the future."

"In the end, your actions have not brought any substantial benefits to Meteor City. Even the current effective medicine for the epidemic in Meteor City was sent back by me and my companions. What role did you play in this?"

"He's just a clown, utterly nonsensical."

Kuroro's sarcasm did not provoke any emotion in Ruby.

He simply looked at Kuroro slowly, with a pitying gaze, as if he were looking at an ignorant lamb.

That gaze stung Kuroro.

Just before Kuroro was about to succumb to that look, Ruby spoke:

"The [Ampoule] formula you gave me was developed by Lord Dia, and I even delivered it to the King's Army."

Kuroro was stunned.

Ruby hadn't finished speaking:

"Moreover, a few hours ago, Lord Dia anticipated the limitation of the special medicine being only a temporary solution and entrusted me with the [New Line Vaccine], which is sufficient to completely eradicate the epidemic."

"Judging by the time, it should have already reached the elders. Whether it's contacting other countries to help manufacture vaccines or using it as leverage to directly obtain aid, it will be enough to help Meteor City regain its vitality."

"Meteor City will indeed continue to exist, but that is thanks to Lord Dia, and that is an indelible fact."

"So I regret to inform you that all the sacrifices and efforts you made in coming to Kakin have been in vain..."

Kuroro fell completely silent, an indescribable meaning flashing in his dark eyes.

"..."

He tilted his head back, letting the raindrops hit his face, and made a couple of murmurs as if he were saying something.

But the howling rain and gale-force winds drowned out the faint sound.

Several screech of brakes coming to an abrupt halt were heard, along with some hurried and forceful footsteps.

Another group of people arrived here.

It's like the opening of a play, where everyone is drawn by the threads of fate into this stage without spotlights, waiting blankly for their own script.

Kuroro wearily turned his head and looked around.

An unfamiliar officer stared at him; several fully armed elite soldiers pointed their guns at the two of them; the twelfth prince of Kakin and some unfamiliar guards got out of the car; and the one who darted out of the alley was the eldest prince of Kakin…

And that green-haired girl with a worried expression, was she Dia's teacher or lover?

He couldn't remember clearly, since they had only met a few times. However, judging from their positions, the other person must have been among the first to arrive and heard what he said.

'What a show! The main characters should be arriving soon...'

The moment the thought crossed his mind, he heard two sharp gusts of wind!

Swish!Swish!

Naspi's figure shot out from mid-air, his eyes bloodshot, exuding a ferocious aura, like a raging beast, and slammed to the ground!

Boom—

A deafening roar, like a massive explosion, followed by a flurry of raindrops and rubble, sent a chill down the spines of all onlookers!

The King has arrived!

Of course, as mentioned before, there were two strong winds. The other one was Dia, who followed behind Naspi and landed silently on the ground while everyone's attention was drawn away by Naspi!

He calmly looked up and immediately saw Ruby holding the "Thief's Ultimate" and Chrollo staring at him with a resentful look on his face...

Dia: ?

This bizarre scene almost made him lose his composure.

But Diya's strong facial expression control allowed her to keep a straight face.

at the same time,

Suddenly, Diya felt a burning gaze, a mixture of surprise, resentment, and obsession, fixed on his back.

He didn't need to turn around; he knew who it was.

Mumu Ze still managed to catch him!

"..."

Dia could only force herself not to turn her head, pretending to look seriously in Naspi's direction.

Every second counts!

"call……"

Seemingly seeing Kuroro trapped and realizing that the opponent couldn't escape, Naspi slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The intimidating aura emanating from him receded like the tide, and his gaze gradually became calm and composed.

'Excellent, the divine artifact will not be lost...'

But the next moment, his gaze swept over Kuroro's entire body, and he suddenly frowned, asking Kuroro directly in a deep voice:

"Where did you hide the divine artifact?!"

"Hand it over now, or you and your family will face the wrath of the entire Kakin!"

A commotion immediately arose among the onlookers.

The words "divine artifact" immediately drew a flurry of surprised and questioning glances.

'A divine artifact... is this what he came to Kajin for...?'

Hidden in the crowd, Qiduo gripped the sharp blade tightly, her gaze fixed on Dia, never leaving her for a moment.

As the saying goes, no one knows a child better than their mother, and no one knows a student better than their teacher. As clever as she is, she can piece together the truth that was originally unclear with just a little hint.

"Your Majesty, do you realize you are threatening a man who is destined to die?"

Kuroro shifted his gaze away from Dia and suddenly felt a little more relaxed. He was now able to calmly and elegantly deliver a sarcastic remark to Naspi.

Chapter 449 The Secret of Time Stop × War on the Verge

After saying that sentence.

Kuroro collapsed helplessly into the pool.

The torrential rain soaked him completely, slowly taking away his body heat.

Cold, pain, confusion, sorrow...

He struggled to tilt his head back and open his mouth to breathe, but only managed to catch some rainwater, which flowed into his throat.

Kuroro coughed, and at the same time, he vaguely saw the endless night in the sky, as thick as ink.

The wind howled, carrying torrential rain, and the whole world danced wildly in his eyes.

This world has never shown the slightest kindness to the weak, never.

It's raining in New Delhi.