Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

"However, the fuel and supplies we prepared will not last until we reach the shore."

"Theoretically, if we keep heading north, we'll probably end up in the depths of some unknown sea and get lost forever on the surface!"

Dia nodded, a thought suddenly forming in her mind about everything before her.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a commotion outside.

boom!

The captain's cabin door was suddenly kicked open, and a hunter rushed in, shouting:

"Something's wrong! Fighting has broken out in the command center!"

Chapter 500 Internal Strife Among the Twelve Branches × The Absent Key Figure

The top of the Purple Smoke.

The once neat and spacious command center was now a mess, with splinters of wood and splattered bloodstains everywhere.

People fled and hid, all looking as if they wanted to avoid it at all costs.

Many people broke out in a cold sweat as they looked at the battle unfolding in the center of the command room.

Although the scale of the battle was not large, the intensity was extremely high!

Swish swish--!

Every now and then, sharp sword energy flashed with a chilling light, slashing against the wall with a whoosh, leaving extremely deep cuts, and bricks and stones flew everywhere!

Besides the chilling sword light, there was also a transparent and invisible sword energy spreading wildly in mid-air, slashing out in all directions like a venomous snake in the shadows!

In a corner of the command room.

call out!

The air jolted violently, and the lizard-headed young man was startled. A gust of wind instantly rose around him, pushing his body sideways!

The next moment, an invisible blade mercilessly sliced ​​through the spot where he had just stood, making a tearing sound in the air.

If he hadn't dodged that, he probably would have been disemboweled on the spot!

Vincent looked grave, raised his arm to wipe away the cold sweat, and muttered to himself dryly:

"...The fact that such powerful strikes can be delivered so frequently...is this what a top-tier expert is like? It's truly terrifying."

His eyes flickered, and suddenly he saw a hunched old man with gray hair strolling leisurely in the distance, so he called out loudly:

"Uncle Geno, are you alright? You're still getting closer to that side. Come on, or that hunter will kill you!"

Jeno glanced at Vincent indifferently and said calmly:

"Young man, you don't think all assassins are the kind of useless cowards hiding in the gutter, do you? When I was young, I wasn't afraid of this kind of attack at all. You should worry about yourself first."

As he spoke, Geno clasped his hands together, and his Nen energy suddenly gathered in his hands, turning into a ball of Nen.

He then gave a low shout and decisively pushed his hands forward!

Om-!

A long, thin, golden dragon of Nen energy was instantly released by Geno, which then turned around and lifted the old man, swimming into the air.

Immediately, Jeno's position was much higher than everyone else's, allowing him to easily avoid the large amount of sword light and sharpness that spilled out.

"Oh, right, there's also a way to hide in the sky."

Vincent was taken aback when he saw Geno evade the danger so easily, then a look of sudden realization dawned on him:

"Then my [Flying Delta] will do too!"

As he spoke, the air around Vincent suddenly accelerated, emitting a piercing shriek that instantly lifted his entire lizard into the air, where he and Jeno faced each other from afar.

The two people's actions were like a switch being turned on, and many people showed expressions of sudden realization, each displaying their unique abilities as they jumped up and hid in mid-air.

At the same time, the three figures clashed back and forth in the arena without any regard for the consequences, producing a series of thunderous booms, and rolling waves of air surged wildly in all directions!

"Sachoo! If you don't stop attacking, I'll have no choice but to fight back!"

Suddenly, one of the giant figures stopped abruptly, its eyes wide with rage, and roared at another figure!

It was none other than Porter, who had inexplicably erupted in fury!

A fleeting afterimage suddenly appeared behind him.

Potter narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharpening. He remained silent, yet his aura instantly surged!

The next moment, he seemed to stomp the ground like a divine elephant, his center of gravity sinking downwards as he suddenly unleashed a powerful punch backwards, like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, stirring up a whirlwind!

That punch seemed to shatter the air, producing a terrifying roar and sending out layers of visible white air waves as it slammed directly into the dark figure behind him!

Bang!

The figure that suddenly appeared was sent flying backwards like a kite with a broken string, with specks of bright red blood splattering out!

With a loud bang, the figure crashed into the wall, creating a huge crater!

As the rubble flew, the figure slid down, half-kneeling on the ground, panting heavily and vomiting blood from time to time.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that this person was Pjorn, dressed in a sailor's uniform!

Looking at the disheveled Pjorn, Potter felt a pang of pity.

But his movements remained swift, and he unleashed another vicious punch at Saqiu, who was swinging his sword!

boom!

The force of this punch was so great that it was even greater than the blow that Potter had used to repel Pjorn earlier!

The violent force of the fist and the sword light collided violently from a distance!

Fist against iron sword, the next moment the sharp sword light shattered into pieces, turning into starlight and dissipating in mid-air!

Potter threw another furious punch straight out, his left arm suddenly turning into an afterimage that was invisible to the naked eye!

Saqiu's pupils contracted instantly, and he subconsciously held the sword horizontally in front of him, so the heavy fist struck the longsword in an instant!

click-

A crisp sound of metal shattering rang out suddenly, and a black crack instantly spread across Saqiu's longsword!

Saqiu felt an immense pressure coming towards him, and the weapon in his hand shattered; he immediately knew something was wrong—

Swish!Swish!

Following the impact of the sword, Saqiu jumped back without hesitation, taking several leaps to create distance between herself and Porter, watching him warily.

"call……"

Potter exhaled a long white breath that lingered in mid-air for a long time, his aura surging, as if someone were beating a drum.

"If you swing your sword again, it will surely break."

Potter said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on Satchi while his peripheral vision also glanced at Pjorn, who was kneeling on the ground not far away:

"Surrender now. For the sake of our past camaraderie, I guarantee you won't be killed until the truth comes out."

"What do you mean by 'the truth has come out'? Why should we surrender without a fight?!"

Saqiu drew his sword to defend, his right hand trembling slightly, clearly indicating that he was somewhat exhausted.

His completely black eyes gleamed with a cold light, and he spoke as if the words were being squeezed out from between his teeth:

"What did Pjorn and I do wrong? Why are we being arrested?"

"Although I don't know what happened, there's no doubt that you and Pjorn should have died long ago!"

"Unwavering," said Porter, his figure as imposing as a mountain peak, as he walked up to Satchius and said:

"I don't know who you are, but if you dare to continue impersonating my dead comrade, I won't hold back with my next punch!"

Upon hearing this, Saqiu immediately retorted vehemently:

"What do you mean we're dead? We're all alive and well, so why are you saying we're dead! Do you have any evidence? Just based on a collective delusion?"

He abruptly turned his head, looked at the other twelve teams standing on the sidelines who hadn't rashly intervened, and excitedly shouted:

“I know what’s going on with you. It must be some kind of collective hallucination. I’ve experienced this before. Are you going to arbitrarily deny my identity?”

"Kang Zai, Eun Da, do you also think I'm an imposter?"

Saqiu abruptly turned her attention to the two Twelve Fighters who were hesitant on the sidelines and had not yet joined the battle.

Compared to Porter, who attacked without hesitation, Kang Jae and Eun Da were somewhat bewildered, unsure whether to stop Sa Qiu on the spot or wait until everyone was present before having a peaceful discussion.

Kang Jae, whose mind wasn't very sharp to begin with, couldn't help but say:

"Hey, Potter, could there really be some misunderstanding? Satchel knows my name!"

Porter shook his head, remaining perfectly calm and unmoved by Satchul's words:

"Then why did you and Pjorn object to Mizziston testing you for lies? Wouldn't it be immediately clear whether you are Sachs and Pjorn themselves using his 'Courtroom Trial'?"

"Yes, and Sachs, your reaction was too extreme. Why did you cut off Mitchell's arm?"

At this moment, Yinda also spoke up. Although his face still showed confusion, his underlying tone was still one of doubt.

Behind Kang Jae and Eun Da was Mizaston, who was clutching his right arm, frowning, and remaining silent.

His right hand had clearly been severed cleanly at the root, the cut was extremely smooth and neat, obviously only a master swordsman could have caused such damage!

几分钟前。

Inside the command center, the group of people who had spontaneously gathered after noticing something amiss discussed the matter and then discovered what was going on.

It turns out that everyone had experienced that extremely jarring journey from their memories.

The most incongruous thing on that journey was the resurrected Sachs and Pjorn!

Despite their insistence that they were not dead.

But Mitchellston chose the most direct, and also the simplest and most brutal approach—

Use your abilities to get them to tell the truth!

As mentioned before, Mitchellston's "Secret Chamber Trial" has three colors of cards.