Hunter x Hunter: Infinite Growth.

Among the group, only Finks seemed to be in relatively good condition.

Even he had an unusual curve in one of his forearms, clearly indicating a fracture.

The forearm of the other hand is abnormally red and swollen.

The injury was quite serious.

The knight-errant, supporting Feitan, also arrived at this place.

The two men stared in disbelief at the horrific scene before them.

They had just sensed the soaring resentment, mainly because that energy felt malevolent to them, which was why they rushed over.

The leader opened the book in his hand, and a materialized object resembling a syringe appeared in his other hand.

He used this conjured object to inject medicine into several wounded soldiers.

After stabilizing their injuries, the leader looked at the member with the missing arm and said, "I've already notified Machi, she'll be here soon."

Although the leader possesses Nen abilities that can stabilize injuries, he is powerless to treat severed limbs.

Clearly, this person called Machi possesses the skill to repair severed limbs.

"Tell me about it."

The commander asked.

He wasn't just questioning the people in front of him, but also Feitan, who was the first to encounter the enemy.

As everyone shared their accounts, the sequence of events gradually came together.

After listening, the knight analyzed, "Those two hiding guys must have approached us when we were moving."

The person wearing traditional clothing is likely also from the Khulta tribe, while the other person might be an outsider. Could they have been accidentally drawn into this situation?

As he spoke, the knight looked at Feitan and asked, "What does that guy look like?"

To everyone's surprise, Feitan's expression turned extremely grim, and he shook his head helplessly.

He was caught off guard by the sneak attack and didn't even get a good look at his attacker before being sent flying.

"I will definitely kill that guy," Feitan said through gritted teeth.

Finks frowned, his face contorted with rage, and said, "I saw that guy's face during the chase."

After exchanging information about Kevin, everyone's gaze fell on the only member who had been sacrificed—Mianying.

"Is this what post-death recitation is? It can actually make a weak person so powerful?"

Wearing a top hat, Clara held her severed arm and muttered to herself.

In his view, Mito was indeed weak.

He's just a complete beginner in Nen abilities.

The commander shook his head slightly and said, "This situation is extremely rare. The enemy must have witnessed our massacre the entire time, but kept quiet and did nothing."

During this process, the hatred in his heart continued to accumulate, and in the end, he must have made a restraint and a vow.

Moreover, his resentment towards our revenge runs extremely deep.

At this point, the regimental commander couldn't help but ponder.

He had let his guard down, and the enemy seized on this lapse to deliver a fatal blow.

He underestimated the hatred and resentment that an ordinary Nen user harbored towards them.

They also underestimated that such resentment, when inflicted on ordinary Nen users, could also cause them fatal harm.

But the attacks that Face Shadow faced were obviously greater than those of the others, yet it was Krall who was the first to face an attack.

Judging from the intensity of the attack.

The order from heaviest to lightest should be like this.

Mask - Clara - Nobunaga - Uvogin - Phinks.

So that's how it is; it's determined by each of their attitudes towards killing.

There's no doubt that Mianying was enjoying the massacre.

Clara's tone was somewhat playful.

The other three acted as if they were completing a task, displaying only a normal indifference to life.

However, because Nobunaga would be decapitated due to the need to gouge out eyes, he would face a greater attack than the other two.

If I had been there as the ringleader, I would have faced the most powerful attack.

In other words, he was certain to die at that time.

Did he escape with his life?

"This kind of problem will not happen again."

The regimental commander said firmly.

We must be more careful and vigilant next time, and do a better job of intelligence gathering.

Then, not a single one was left.

The more important thing now is to deal with the problems of your companions as soon as possible, otherwise it will leave irreparable consequences.

Chapter 75 Eyeball X Phantom Troupe

At dawn, the bright sunlight poured down, gently falling on the table beside the airship through its glass.

Kevin sat quietly in the armchair next to the table.

At this time, the airship had already left Nancha City, having taken off two hours earlier, and was heading towards Youkexin.

On the table sits a transparent glass jar containing a specially made, top-grade preservative liquid.

A pair of scarlet eyes floated slowly in the liquid.

Those were the last eyes that Midor left behind.

Clearly, he was prepared to die in battle and refused to give his eyes to his enemy.

Kevin stared into those floating eyes, and for a moment, he felt as if he could see through them the extreme emotions that Mito had been experiencing.

But what's even more deadly is...

If you look at it using the [凝] (Ning) method, you will find that the eyes are surrounded by black mist.

That was resentment; those eyes had become the embodiment of the thoughts that remained after death.

This was something Kevin hadn't expected, even though the owner of the eyes had already used a state similar to afterlife.

Will that resentment still seep into those eyes that have already been gouged out?

Moreover, what if all eyes become like this?

Because reciting this thing after death is very superstitious, according to the history of the Kuluta tribe.

Those few who committed the heinous crime were certainly heinous, but those who coveted the scene with bloodshot eyes were the ringleaders.

The hatred generated by the sudden and unexpected annihilation of a clan is nowhere near as great as the discrimination that has accumulated over a long period of time.

If every pair of eyes carries resentment... those disgusting human anatomy collectors, those beasts with bloodshot eyes, haha.

Kevin wasn't in the mood to think or investigate much anymore, but if that was the case, then let those guys bear the resentment of the Kuruta tribe for countless years.

After watching quietly for a long time, Kevin took a box from the side and carefully placed the glass jar containing the eyes inside.

"Who exactly are those guys?" Kevin muttered to himself.

He clearly remembered what that group of people looked like; every detail was deeply imprinted in his mind, and he also truly felt their formidable strength.

They were definitely not nobodys; they were clearly a well-organized group with members working together seamlessly and having a clear division of labor.

Just then, the cell phone on the table suddenly rang.

Kevin quickly picked up his phone and answered. Berger's voice came from the other end: "Did you run into some trouble before?"

This airship was dispatched by Berger at Kevin's request. It was an airship carrying out a secret mission, and its whereabouts were extremely well-hidden.

It only stayed at the airport in South Chase for less than half an hour before taking off immediately after Kevin and the others boarded the ship.

Throughout the entire process, there was little communication with anyone. Even if someone noticed some clues, they would only see the direction in which the airship took off.

"Yes, I have a friend who is a member of the legendary Kurta tribe, who are said to have fiery red eyes."

I went to visit him at his invitation, but... I encountered a group of Nen users. They were very strong, there were about nine of them.

"The Kurta tribe is no more. I only saved two people; the rest were all brutally murdered. Those people deliberately went to steal their Scarlet Eyes," Kevin said slowly.

After listening to Kevin's account, Berger remained silent for a while on the other end of the phone before slowly speaking: "I couldn't find any relevant information about the characteristics of the people you described earlier."

But since you say they are powerful and committed such heinous acts, there are only two possibilities.

"The first type are indeed some nobodys who do all sorts of secret things and clean up the mess very thoroughly."

Such people do exist, but they are extremely rare. After all, anyone who commits evil deeds will leave some trace, more or less.

"The second type are not unknown individuals, but there is not much concrete information about them."