Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

But that doesn't make sense either.

If it's fake, like a Nen beast or a clone, wouldn't that incredibly powerful hunter be able to tell the difference?

"Pariston? He is indeed dead, but only a part of him is dead."

Seeing this, Byrd, on a whim, actually explained it to Matthew:

"That guy's ability called 'Evil Hidden King' makes him impossible to die even if he wanted to. It's just... utterly boring! Hahahaha!"

Pariston ignored Bynd's negative comments, calmly surveying his surroundings before beginning his report:

"The losses are heavy. Muhair is dead, and Gleem was targeted with psychic bullets, all his joints were dismantled, and the repair will probably take some time..."

He suddenly stepped forward and kicked, knocking aside a wooden plank to reveal the head of a girl with mechanical features, her face stained with blood, and her eyes still filled with resentment.

“Marione was the most destructive among us, but she also died the most scattered. I doubt she'll be able to put her body back together. Uzaman, are you still there?”

"exist……"

In the corner, a humanoid creature whose face was obscured responded with difficulty, then fell silent, as if the word "present" had exhausted its energy.

"Uzoman is still alive, so this ship can still be saved. I'll have Pector get you some medical supplies and food, and..."

Pariston called out names one by one, and faint echoes could be heard from the corners of the cabin, the ceiling, and the cabinets.

“Okay, not counting me, there are about 10 people left. The most important ones are Kururi and Usaman, who is in charge of navigation support. The others ran away at the beginning, which is quite smart.”

"But the fact that Punkura, who was in charge of exorcising Nen, was killed is a very troublesome thing."

After Pariston finished his report, Bynd stood up simultaneously, crossed his arms, and exclaimed in surprise:

"He killed nine people. In terms of direct combat strength, probably only that newly emerged [Transcendent] in the entire Hunter Association is stronger than him."

"I guess it's lucky he was alone and didn't bring that monster named Dia with him, otherwise if the two of them teamed up, we might have been in GAME OVER ahead of schedule."

By Yangde chuckled twice, showing no grief or anger at the loss of his companions, only pure admiration for the strong.

Logically speaking, anyone would be furious after being beaten so badly.

But unlike Yang De, even though the losses appeared to be heavy on the surface, ...

"In any case, all the predetermined goals before reaching the Dark Continent have been achieved. This is my victory!"

With a low shout from Yang De, a green fish-man suddenly floated out of the sea in the distance!

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the [Guide]!

"The gatekeepers are usually invincible in their spirit form, but ancient humans also had ways to restrain them, namely the three ancient nails unearthed in Pati City. These nails can secrete a corrosive substance called 'Black Fluid.' We have to thank the two hunters named Qiduo and Dia for removing those three nails from Isori."

By Yangde turned to look at the sea and said:

“With the gatekeeper dead and the guide possessed by my curse… it has lost all chance of escape. Uzaman, go and set sail, follow in his footsteps!”

"And this roly-poly toy..."

By Yangde's gaze finally turned to the roly-poly toy that had been standing quietly, and he fell into deep thought.

Everyone else looked completely bewildered, not understanding what Yang De was saying.

What is a roly-poly toy? Where can I find roly-poly toys?

Wasn't Yang De just staring at thin air the whole time?

'Others can't see it, but I can. It has some characteristics of a parasitic Nen beast, only the visibility is reversed. Is it Jin's ability?'

He observed Yang De more closely.

The roly-poly toy remained completely still, calmly releasing faint fluctuations of spiritual energy, appearing utterly harmless.

'It should be a [Release-type] Nen beast, leaning more towards [Manipulation-type]. Its function... might be tracking and location?'

By Yangde probably had some guesses in his mind, but the exorcist on the ship had been killed by Jin, so even if he guessed them, it wouldn't be of any use.

The only way is—

Let's set off quickly and be the first to reach the Dark Continent!

Given the vastness and danger of the Dark Continent, even if Jin managed to catch up with them, there would be absolutely no chance of them hunting him down.

Or rather, even if he caught up, he would be killed by Byangde!

'However, since you're going to follow in my footsteps, be prepared to face traps.'

Byard snorted coldly, summoned Pector, and gave him some instructions.

……

"...That's how it is. I tried my best, but I still couldn't stop Bynd. In the end, the three nails were driven into the gatekeeper's body, but just a few seconds later, they were completely contaminated by the black substance and disappeared without a trace."

While eating, Jin mumbled his story to the onlookers, and sighed:

"The Gatekeeper race does not actually have the habit of reproduction. Their racial characteristics allow them to continue in a spirit state. So the dead [Messenger] was actually one of the Gatekeepers who came to Lake Möbius with humans thousands of years ago. Who would have thought that Byand would have a weapon that could restrain it?"

Dia and Qiduo, standing to the side, exchanged glances, feeling that what Jin was describing seemed somewhat familiar.

Among the crowd, Vincent, who was watching, suddenly thought of something, a bead of cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he quietly hid behind old man Geno.

After a while, Jin threw down his empty rice bowl, lay down casually on the floor, and said:

"I left a location marker on him, you can think of it like the star mark on a monster in a game. In short, I can now determine his location relative to us."

"With that, even without a guide, we can follow in BYYAND's footsteps and reach the Dark Continent."

"Once we reach the coast of the Dark Continent, we can use the topographical records of the eastern region in 'Travels in the New World: East' as a map."

Jin turned to look at Dia:

"As for the power, I'll leave that to you. I remember you can control the weather. Just make a strong wind, as long as it gets the boat moving."

Dia nodded and said:

"That's exactly what I was thinking. Now that the direction has been decided, let's set off as soon as possible!"

Upon hearing this, those around him showed expressions of sudden realization and barely suppressed excitement.

They felt like they had gone from hell to heaven; their mood instantly shifted from despair to hope.

But Captain Mo was not so optimistic. He said with some concern:

“I understand what you mean. You want to imitate medieval mast sailing ships and use wind power to propel the ship. That is indeed a method, but the Purple Smoke doesn’t have any sails at all, and it doesn’t carry any special fabric to make sails.”

"A mast is all you need."

Jin stood up and pointed to the towering watchtower on his nail:

"As for the sails..."

He suddenly ran to the spot where he had boarded the boat, bent down, picked up something, and turned to show it to everyone.

Under the lights, everyone looked over.

It's the seaweed that Jin dropped in the previous chapter...

"I discovered this while swimming underwater. This kelp that grows in dark waters is extremely tough, even more suitable for making sails than polymer materials in the laboratory!"

"Now, collect enough seaweed, sew it into a large sail, and attach it to the hull. That will solve the sail problem!"

Jin gripped the seaweed tightly in his hand, his voice ringing out.

"But... even if it's sewn up, there's still a risk that such a sail will break apart in strong winds, right?"

Mo Laowu countered with a question.

"Then let's have a few Nen users enhance their abilities using [Zhou], and use a shift system. The shifts for [Enhancement] users will be longer, and so on."

Jin turned to look at Dia:

"Can you maintain this high level of performance continuously for at least a week?"

Upon hearing this, everyone except Dia frowned.

Generally speaking, an average Nen user can maintain the "training" state for about an hour, which is already above average.

After all, for an ordinary person, it would take a month of effort to increase the duration of their practice by ten minutes.

Even top-tier Nen users can only maintain their abilities for a maximum of 4 to 5 hours. After all, the stronger the Nen user, the greater their apparent Nen capacity, and the greater the Nen capacity they can unleash in a short period of time.

For someone like Dia to maintain such a large-scale Nen ability, it would be difficult to sustain it for even ten hours, let alone a week—that's pure fantasy!

"Hey, Jin, are you mistaken? Even Chairman Netero in his youth could only maintain 23 hours of [training] at most, and that was with intermittent bursts of energy. How could anyone possibly maintain it for a week?"

Potter couldn't help but speak up.

Before Jin could speak, Dia scratched his face and calmly said under everyone's gaze:

"It's okay, I can do it."

Although his tone was calm, it carried an undeniable confidence that made people unconsciously believe him.

"..."

Everyone fell silent, staring at Dia as if she were a monster.

No, you really can do that?

These two are quite a pair – one dares to speak, and the other dares to agree!

However, Dia wasn't under as much pressure as they had imagined.

It's only been a week; recovery ability and stamina are what Dia is most proud of!

If you really want to know, he hasn't come into contact with his spirit beast since he developed his ability. The amount of training he's done would be several months!

Chapter 504 Sea King × Daydreaming

The wind howled furiously.

On the sea, endless, dark clouds moved slowly, following the trajectory of the Purple Smoke, with an unparalleled and immense momentum.

The torrential rain transformed into a deafening torrent, covering the entire sea surface with countless leaping splashes of water, surging together with the giant waves whipped up by the gale.

The tiny Purple Smoke rose and fell with the churning waves.

Naturally, there was no peace and quiet inside the cabin.