Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

'If we cut them all into pieces, they won't be able to climb out...'

Kido silently gripped the scalpel and walked step by step into the depths of darkness.

Chapter 113 Cleaning Up the Battlefield × Somersault Cloud (Fog)

Donghu Prison.

Mitchellston was setting up the live streaming equipment while all the prison guards had been sent home.

With him around, there's no need to worry about prisoner riots.

"Mizaston, has the help you mentioned arrived?"

Suddenly, a slightly hoarse voice came from behind him, and at the same time, a huge shadow was cast on the ground under the prison lights.

Mitchell turned around and said to the source of the voice:

"Yinda, I didn't expect you to arrive first."

The newcomer was a giant with an afro, wearing a vest that stretched out of his massive body, and a fierce-looking face.

The giant had a headband, earrings resembling ram's horns, and a blue cashmere shawl draped over his shoulders.

It is none other than the "Wei" of the "Twelve Branches," the poacher Yinda!

He opened his round eyes and calmly said:

"It seems they haven't arrived yet. Is the helper you mentioned really reliable?"

"Don't worry, the other party is approved by Qi Duo."

Mitchellston still had confidence in Dia's abilities.

After all, he only learned about the first commission Dia accepted through Drogba's description that the situation was not as simple as Dia made it out to be.

Having survived that ordeal, there's no doubt that Dia has grown into a capable hunter at an unimaginable speed.

Although he is not even a formal hunter yet.

Upon hearing this, Yinda nodded in agreement.

Kido and Mizeston are among the few in the Zodiac who possess common sense and are recognized by almost everyone.

People who receive approval from all sides are likely trustworthy.

But then a hint of worry appeared on Yinda's face, and he said:

“You’ve dispersed all the prison guards, right? But when I came over, I noticed something…”

“There are some commercial streets very close together by this lake, and people are already out and about there.”

Milceston was a little puzzled when he heard this:

"That's impossible! I've already notified the municipal government and the police station that no one is allowed to approach the area within a 10-kilometer radius of Donghu Prison today!"

He remained in prison, only able to issue orders remotely to outsiders.

But clearly, with the mayor absent and Vincent busy stealing nails, Pattaya City no longer had the administrative capacity for such a task.

"It was a group of citizens in a line, I don't know what they were shouting."

Yinda replied.

Mitchell seemed to realize something, frowned, and led Yinda quickly out of the prison on this floor.

Donghu Prison is a tower-shaped prison built next to Donghu Lake, surrounded by vast plains and water.

At this moment, Mitchellston stood on the highest level of the prison, gazing into the distance.

Sure enough, a few scattered groups of people could be seen in the distance among the buildings.

'It's those protesters...'

Even though it's Memorial Day tonight, are we still not giving up the march?

Mizaster, who was not a Parthian, could not understand this behavior.

The mayor has ordered the demolition of Heroes' Square. Instead of making good preparations for this last festival, they are wasting time on the parade.

What's the point? For a stubborn mayor who makes such a decision, the protests will inevitably receive no response.

Rather, the idea that one can achieve their goals simply by shouting is a rather endearing fantasy.

They are still living in the era of the old mayor who was willing to accommodate the voices of the people.

But now is not the time to discuss politics. The problem now is that if the enemy were to launch an attack at this time, the lives of these civilians would not be guaranteed at all.

'Even if we drive them away, they'll probably rebel and stay...'

Mitchell frowned, trying to think of a gentle way to get rid of them.

Suddenly, a swirling black mass appeared in the distance, obscuring the horizon and bursting into his view.

The next moment, Mitchell breathed a sigh of relief as if he had found a solution.

Then, turning to the bewildered Yinda, he said:

"The helper I mentioned has arrived; he should be able to solve the problem at hand."

At that moment, in the distant parade, a middle-aged man shouting slogans was excitedly looking up when suddenly a wisp of white mist swept past his eyes.

'Hmm? Fog?'

Before he could react, another cold sensation suddenly came from his mouth, startling him.

Is this... rain?

A raindrop suddenly fell and landed in his mouth.

The middle-aged man raised his head blankly, staring at the dark clouds that had appeared overhead and the suddenly changing weather, thinking:

Wasn't it just sunny a moment ago?

Immediately afterwards, more raindrops broke free from the shackles of the rolling dark clouds and began to fall densely.

The rain intensified suddenly in a very short time, quickly evolving from a sparse, tentative downpour into a torrential downpour.

The cold rain wove a huge, continuous gray curtain, cascading down the streets and onto all the unsuspecting protesters.

The whole world seemed to be instantly shrouded in a noisy, chilly rain curtain, and the crowds in the distance became blurred in the downpour.

It's raining at East Lake today.

Exclamations rose and fell from the crowd, and soon the procession scattered like birds and beasts, disappearing without a trace.

In Pattaya in November, getting caught in the rain is no small matter; if you don't go home in time to change your wet clothes, getting sick is almost inevitable.

Above the thick clouds, Dia sat cross-legged on the [Atmosphere Creator] with her arms crossed, quietly scanning the surrounding streets with her [Circle].

As we all know, fog is a cloud, and it has a physical form and can fly.

So it's normal that it can carry people, right?

Having unlocked her flight skill, Diya enjoyed the view from high above, thinking:

"It's so exhilarating to see from such a high vantage point! It's a shame Wuwu flies so slowly, otherwise she could cosplay as the Somersault Cloud."

As mentioned before, Diya's flying speed is not even as fast as his running speed.

Therefore, Diya had no choice but to abandon the idea of ​​using the Nen Beast for high-speed aerial maneuvers.

I should take more airship rides in the future.

Under Dya's frenzied onslaught, the entire area around East Lake was soon deserted.

They discovered that whenever they got close to that spot, a persistent dark cloud would rain down cold, icy rain on them.

It's estimated that a corresponding urban legend will soon emerge.

It was 9:10 a.m.

There were still four hours until the time agreed upon with Mitchellston, but the enemy was clearly not going to arrive at the appointed time like a high school student who obediently waited for the bell to ring before rushing out of the classroom for lunch.

These four hours were deliberately set as a trap for them.

On the vast East Lake, it seemed as if there were only three people. Diya was meditating quietly in the sky, recovering her strength. Yinda sat boldly in front of the East Lake Prison gate, waiting for the enemy to come. Mizaston looked at the dark camera on the top of the prison and silently counted down the time in his mind.

The stage is set up, and we're just waiting for the actors to take the stage...

Chapter 114 All-Out War × Unexpected Events

'It can only be there...'

A ragged beggar peered through a crack in the alley, coldly gazing at the distant lake.

Pati City, under a clear blue sky, was unusually shrouded in dark clouds over East Lake.

Not to mention the enormous circle that sweeps across the entire East Lake without restraint.

'They're leading me there.'

Silently, Galo picked up the broken sword and walked towards the lonely black tower.

The police officer on duty said that this was Donghu Prison, and that something important seemed to be happening today, so citizens were prohibited from approaching.

But he wasn't a citizen, so the police simply let him pass.

"Uncle! It's raining over there, don't go!"

Suddenly, a childish voice came from the dark alleyway by the roadside.

Galo turned his head and saw a little beggar, just as dirty as himself, peeking out timidly at him through his blurry vision.

"Children, don't run around, go home quickly."

"Galo said softly."

"This is my home..."

The little beggar muttered something under his breath, then turned around, revealing a cardboard box covered with tattered clothes in the alley.