Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

But Dia knew.

In any case, they still have a backup plan to return to Lake Möbius.

That was Pokson, whom he had brought aboard the ship.

With her abilities, she could easily bring some of the people back.

But Dia would absolutely not want to use this method unless absolutely necessary.

The reason is that at this moment, their location is too far from the location of Lake Möbius.

Even though Poxen's abilities continued to improve, her lifespan and spirit could not bring everyone back.

Three or four trips back and forth would be enough to drive her to a mental breakdown.

Moreover, without obtaining the herb that cures all diseases, even if they return, it's just a matter of dying sooner or later.

"..."

Beside Dia, Qiduo looked at him with concern, her clever mind unable to come up with anything to say.

Poxen's abilities were known only to her and Dia on the entire ship, with perhaps Sherlock added to the mix.

Speaking of Sherlock, he wasn't taken along by Bynd and was fast asleep in his solitary cell. After learning that Bynd had run away, he angrily cursed Bynd as a bastard.

"First, we should brainstorm and find a feasible direction to move forward."

Diya took the lead and decided on the most important task.

The hot-tempered Gu Gu couldn't help but speak up:

"So what if we found it? Mo Laowu said the ship is almost out of fuel. There's no way we can reach the Dark Continent in half a day!"

"Don't worry about the power issue, I have a way to handle it. First, figure out which way to go!"

Dia glared at her sternly.

But the certainty in his tone was like a shot of adrenaline, bringing some energy back to the otherwise gloomy crowd.

Dia spoke with such certainty.

Does he really have a way to guarantee the company's performance?

Anyway.

At this moment, in this situation, everyone has no choice but to trust him.

Everyone perked up and entered a brainstorming session.

It was late at night.

An unexpected person came aboard the ship.

On the deck.

"Oh, I didn't expect you guys to still be alive."

Jin casually tossed a piece of seaweed off his head, wrung out the seawater from his pants, and said nonchalantly.

"You, how did you get back? And what happened to all those injuries?"

Gu Gu, who had previously angrily called Jin a despicable person, stared at Jin in disbelief and couldn't help but ask.

At this moment, Jin's body was covered with wounds, fist marks, and bullet holes of all sizes. His blood and seawater mixed together and flowed onto the deck.

He suddenly emerged from the sea, clinging to the hull of the boat, in the middle of the night.

The sailor on duty thought he had seen a water ghost.

No one knows how long he stayed in the sea with those wounds. The wounds healed and reopened at the same time as they were washed away by the seawater, making them look extremely gruesome.

Even in this excruciating pain, Jin acted as if nothing was wrong, and even joked with everyone.

"Judging from your appearance, you must have already discovered the problem on the ship a few days ago. I thought you were still in that area of ​​water, so I swam there for most of the day before I found out that you had escaped."

Jin looked at Dia:

"It must have been you who changed the ship's course; no one else should have been able to do that."

Dia frowned and looked at Jin, asking:

"Where did you go? What happened?"

“I went to kill Byonde. For some reason, he wasn’t affected by the anomaly on the ship. When the anomaly occurred, I kept a close eye on him, and then I noticed that he forcibly took the gatekeeper away, so I followed him.”

Jin patted his ears to slap out the water inside:

"I called you before I left, but you didn't react, so I just ran off on my own."

"So you killed him?"

"Mizaston asked eagerly."

Jin shook his head and said decisively:

"No, he's incredibly strong. I'd be somewhat confident in a one-on-one fight, but his henchmen and that troublemaker Pariston are also involved."

"I fought twenty men by myself, and killed eight of them and the long-eared leader, but I couldn't keep going, so I had to jump ship and run away."

"Following the ocean current, I swam back here. Luckily, you didn't rush out of the boat and stayed behind, otherwise I wouldn't know where to look for you."

Chapter 503 Tracking × A Week of Training

Inside the ship's cabin, riddled with holes.

The walls, floors, and windows were all in a state of disrepair; only the sturdy keel of the ship supported this dilapidated little boat.

Looking around, there are craters left by explosions, scorch marks from flames, and even holes blasted through by tremendous force, as well as marks from being cleaved by knives and axes.

Those unaware of the situation might think a massive military battle had taken place here, but in reality, it was just a failed siege.

However, this was also the result of the attacking side deliberately controlling the intensity of the firefight to prevent sinking the ship.

Matthew, with his mushroom-shaped haircut, struggled to his feet, looking around blankly, his heart filled with fear and regret.

Their true identity is a mercenary group called "Stone Wall," consisting of eleven members.

He was renowned throughout the mercenary world for his perfect survival rate of 100% during the Lupo Civil War, making him a true legend among legends.

But now.

They were actually beaten to a pulp by a hunter while ganging up on others, and even Muhair had his head ripped off!

Is this the power of a top-tier hunter?

“Pariston! Report the damage.”

On the deck, Bi Yangde let out a long breath, sat down cross-legged without any hesitation, looked at a secluded corner of the cabin, and gave a deep command.

Beside him stood a panda roly-poly toy, half the height of a person, with a strange smile painted on its face, staring intently at Bynd.

And in the corner that Byangde was looking at.

Pariston's body lay still, his head missing, without a sound.

Upon hearing Bynd's voice, Matthew was overcome with grief.

Pariston is clearly dead!

Is Yang De, like him, unable to accept reality and still insisting on calling Paris Tong to report to him?

Yes, even the bold and magnanimous Yang De.

Even they would find it hard to accept such a humiliating situation...

Ignoring Matthew's sympathetic gaze, Byndt looked at Pariston's corpse with a cold smile and said in a threatening tone:

"If you keep pretending to be dead, I'll throw you in to feed the fish."

Playing dead?

Matthew shook his head with a wry smile.

Have you ever seen someone who's headless pretend to be dead?

He couldn't help but want to offer some advice:

“By Yangde, Pariston, he…”

"Oh dear, that's terrifying! Little Jin is truly frightening when he gets angry!"

A sudden, slightly fearful voice jumped out from behind Matthew, interrupting him!

That's... Pariston's voice!

Matthew felt a sudden chill and, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, whirled around to look back—

Pariston emerged casually from behind a flag, obsessively dusted himself off, and smiled broadly.

"Twenty people, and you couldn't beat one person. Compared to Mr. Yang De, I now seriously doubt whether you really have the ability to lead everyone to explore the Dark Continent."

The moment Pariston appeared and said those words, the atmosphere in the cabin returned to freezing point!

"Heh... He can be so unscrupulous simply because he knows my abilities are too conspicuous to be used on this small boat."

Byrd showed no sign of being angered by Pariston's words; on the contrary, he revealed a hint of excitement.

“He came with the mindset of dying together with me from the very beginning, and only with such a mindset could he possibly have a chance of survival in this dead end.”

"King Freecss, he's already stronger than my father. If it weren't for the current situation... I really wanted to sit down and have a drink with him! Hahaha!"

As he spoke, Bi Yangde suddenly looked up and burst into loud laughter!

"I see..."

Pariston's eyelids slowly drooped, his bangs casting a shadow, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.

Meanwhile, Matthew, who witnessed the entire absurd scene, could no longer hold back.

"What, what's going on... Pariston! Weren't you dead?"

He spoke to Pariston in a trembling voice.

Was the body fake? Did Pariston hide from the beginning?