Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

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A crater is a crater. The meteor didn't shatter the planet, but instead formed a crater filled with high-temperature lava, evaporating everything that could be evaporated.

The massive collision triggered a century-level climate change, with water vapor rising from the ground turning into cumulonimbus clouds that seemed to never dissipate.

The alluvial deposits began.

During this process, the objects that fell at the site of the meteor's impact were discovered by some ancient beings, who then divided them up and carried them away from the giant crater.

Countless years later.

The crater transformed into a vast ocean, where microorganisms gradually emerged. Some unexpected but inevitable geological activities led to the formation of miniature continental shelves in the center of the ocean.

It is not suitable for large creatures to live in, but it is very suitable for small creatures to live in.

It seems that it was born to wait for its destined conqueror.

And so from that day on...

The first life form underwater climbed ashore, endured trials of fire and sword, sharpened stones into blades, and cultivated civilization from grains.

Humanity has taken up residence on this land.

On the Pangu Continent, known as the Dark Continent.

At that moment, the pointer of fate finally pointed to 11:59, just one minute away from the final judgment.

But no one expected that one mark.

A journey of a hundred million years.

In these hundred million years, countless stories have unfolded, countless civilizations have risen and fallen, and countless great races have perished.

But fate continues to accumulate little by little.

A hundred million years have passed, and the sun is still the same sun.

Humans are no longer the weak apes.

The earliest meteors carried away things whose origins have long been forgotten by the world, but their existence has not been forgotten.

Those were four fragments of different shapes.

The clever ancient human civilizations, through conquest and thanks to their innate good fortune and God's favor, established themselves on this wild and untamed land.

They seized three fragments from three powerful civilizations that clearly originated from the same source, but they could not find the last fragment.

At the same time, these fragments do not seem to have brought much glory or good fortune to human civilization.

On the contrary, human civilization began its decline from that day on.

The war failed, strange diseases spread, and civil war broke out.

Other powerful races, delighted in their misfortune, launched wars against the prehistoric human civilization, which was beset by internal and external troubles.

Human civilization is in constant decline and has reached a critical juncture of life and death.

Left with no other choice, the leaders at the time made a decision—

It divides human civilization.

Some remained on the Dark Continent to fight to the death against other attacking tribes.

A portion of them, led by the only ally of human civilization, the Dead Souls, traveled to that ancient lake to seal themselves away.

They made an ancient pact with the dead, and thus the Gatekeepers were born.

That area of ​​sea was later named Lake Möbius.

Knowing they were no match for the combined attacks of other races on the Dark Continent, humanity placed their hopes on Lake Möbius.

They left behind the spark of civilization, as well as three fragments whose purpose and origin remain unknown to this day.

To prevent the gatekeepers from betraying them, they even developed a metal called "Soul" specifically designed to counter soul attacks, and forged it into fifteen nails, just enough to target the fifteen gatekeepers.

Fortunately, the goalkeeper has an extremely strong reputation.

They stubbornly guarded human civilization and persisted for countless years.

Later, the humans on the Dark Continent naturally became extinct. At most, a few bloodlines survived and were absorbed by small animals such as ants and worms.

But after thousands of years of erosion...

Iron and copper rust, metal and stone decay, and the sun and moon decline.

After the decline of the vast ancient human civilization, tiny modern humans evolved.

A group of people who can do nothing but lie in bed and play on their phones.

Oh, by the way.

Those three fragments, ultimately deemed useless, were randomly distributed among various tribes and, unsurprisingly, were lost over time.

They all gradually came to where they were meant to be.

The fragments themselves have no consciousness; they are merely drifting along under the pull of fate, or as they may be called—[attracted].

I am drawn to a future person who has not yet appeared in this world.

Gravity is time.

Destiny is attraction.

Thus, fate, spanning countless years, draws the past from the future, guiding everything toward the end.

But no...

What has been forgotten?

That's right, there's still one last [fragment] left on the vast and boundless dark continent, unable to cross that dark sea and the impenetrable wall of the [gatekeeper].

It is the smallest of the four fragments, almost a scrap.

Fate seemed to have arranged for it much, much later than the other three fragments.

But it doesn't matter.

Just because it's not enough now doesn't mean it won't be enough in the future.

A day, a month, a year, a century...

Fragments accumulate little by little to form destiny.

Fate is infinite.

A gust of wind blew, knocking down a rock. The beast twisted its ankle on the rock and was driven out of the herd. It then occupied a small cave, forcing the original owner inside to flee to the shores of Lake Möbius, where it encountered three humans who had returned to the Dark Continent.

So the misty creature [A] was brought back to the lake.

These kinds of small changes, over a vast timeline, eventually led to the point of tearing down that barrier.

Ten thousand years have passed.

The fragments have reached the final step of aggregation.

The Dark Continent is approaching humanity, and humanity is drawn to the Dark Continent; everything is merely a byproduct of a single goal.

The very origin.

All of these are complex, subtle, and ceaseless energy evolutions carried out by the [Insect Arrow Fragments] over tens of thousands of years, with the ultimate goal of attracting [that person in the future].

Thus, at the moment when [Dia] stood on the Dark Continent.

The bell of destiny has finally begun to toll slowly.

Chapter 508 Earthly Branches × Passing Lungs

Thunder roared.

Dozens of figures sped through the dark space.

Poxon felt dizzy and lightheaded, blood kept gushing from his throat, and his back was in excruciating pain, both in his muscles and bones.

When he was kicked in, the fire man's kick was incredibly powerful and ruthless.

It's fair to say that if that kick had been a little off-center and hit his spine, our friend Poker might have been paralyzed on the spot!

So the fact that he could still feel pain meant that at least no nerves had been hit. While feeling relieved, Pokson also cursed loudly!

It's best not to let her know who did it, or she'll definitely twist that guy's head off!

back to the front.

Poxon's eyes widened, the sound of rushing wind filling his ears, and suddenly a desolate darkness appeared before him, with no companions in sight.

She was startled!

What about the rest?

Logically speaking, the others who flew in with her shouldn't be too far away!

Swish!

Suddenly, a shimmering patch of light appeared in the darkness.

In an instant, Poxon seemed to see the boundless, dazzling aurora, the distant and vast Milky Way, and the deep, dark universe!

Almost at the same moment, a deep-seated fear welled up within her, causing her to scream in terror for no apparent reason:

"what!"

Snapped!

A soft little hand slapped Poxen's face hard, then pinched her cheek tightly. A sharp pain shot through her, and Poxen's initial terror instantly turned into a scream.

"what--!!"

……

Red clouds covered the land, and the fields stretched out in a vast expanse.

The dilapidated cart slowly rolled across the plain, two white worms with collars around their necks dragging it wearily forward.

Snapped!