Six-Eyed Sukuna, starting from Hunter x Hunter

Chapter 80 The Transformation of Prey and Hunter

Su Wu had been following the gossip on the gangster website, watching more and more people posting that they would definitely get his eyes and would put them up for auction on September 1st.

Every year on September 1st, gangs from all over the world gather at Yoke Shin to participate in the annual grand auction.

These people clearly wanted to sell his eyes for a high price.

but……

"Why don't you guys think about your own strength? You're talking so confidently..." Su Wu sighed boredly.

They all spoke as if they could really take his eyes off him.

Even after observing the entire Youkexin, he did not see any individual with such abundant life energy that it would frighten him.

However, there should still be troublesome Nen abilities, but there's no way to prepare for this situation in advance.

"My head hurts so much..." He rubbed his temples, looking rather unhappy.

A six-eyed creature with only 30% compatibility is still a bit troublesome.

Although he has been getting nosebleeds much less often lately, he still gets them occasionally.

At first, you don't need to do anything; you can increase compatibility simply by having the same physical characteristics. Later, you can increase compatibility by performing actions that match the character's style and saying the same lines as the character.

And now, the compatibility has temporarily stalled.

It gets harder to improve as you go further; you can't use the same methods and lines twice.

"It's getting dark." He turned his head and glanced at the large floor-to-ceiling windows in the room.

The neon lights of the other buildings can be faintly seen outside the window.

"Crack..." With a crisp sound, the glass of the French window shattered, and items were thrown into the room from outside.

The next second, the room suddenly exploded, turning into a sea of ​​fire.

Curtains, blankets, and wooden furniture were all turned into fuel.

Then came a series of explosions, one after another, that rang out without stopping.

Not only this room, but also the adjacent rooms were affected.

Five minutes later, the fire grew stronger and stronger.

The room remained completely silent.

The hotel staff did not come up to check, and there was no movement inside the room.

It appears that the people inside have been injured and collapsed.

Then, sounds came from near the balcony—the sounds of ropes and climbing.

Several figures with ropes tied to their bodies entered the room through the broken French windows.

At the same time, the door to the room was also kicked open.

The two groups of people happened to bump into each other.

"..." The leaders of the two teams looked at each other warily.

An acquaintance? Then you should be even more wary.

Everyone knows why they're here at this time; we all work for different bosses and are competitors.

"Whoever finds it first gets to keep it," the two team leaders negotiated and reached a conclusion.

They then began searching the room.

"He was just sitting at his computer desk a moment ago..." the team leader said, looking puzzled as he climbed in through the window.

The computer was destroyed in the explosion, and the main unit is still emitting black smoke.

But the person who should have been sitting in the seat was nowhere to be seen.

Just as the group was searching without success, a figure suddenly appeared from the direction of the balcony.

"Looking for me?" The boy's tone was slightly raised, with a hint of mockery.

"How could this be?!" Both groups turned to look at the direction from which the sound came.

Their target was a white-haired boy standing unharmed atop a pile of broken glass.

Even the clothes weren't dirty at all.

On the contrary, those who searched around in the fire and ended up covered in smoke and fire marks looked even more disheveled.

It seems... the target's strength has been underestimated.

Even with so many bombs, they didn't injure the enemy?!

Is this even human?

"You should be prepared to die, right?" The white-haired boy with black tattoos on his face stared at them indifferently with his pale blue eyes, but the corners of his mouth were turned up.

The roles of prey and hunter have reversed.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present was cut in two.

The upper body and lower body are divided into two parts.

"Aaaaaaaahh ...

The screams, filled with pain and despair, blended together, creating a truly horrifying sound.

"Oh~ You controlled it very well this time, your intestines didn't fall out at all." The boy's words were full of wicked laughter.

It splits in two from the groin, not from the waist.

Because of the previous several instances of being cut in half, the scene was somewhat disgusting.

"It's a pity there's no piano or other instrument, otherwise I could compose a piece based on your screams..." Su Wu looked around with some regret.

"I've already thought of a name, it can be called Hell's Kitchen... Pfft hahahahaha—" He clutched his stomach and bent over laughing.

Unfortunately, none of the others present understood his joke; they were only focused on wailing.

Not at all supportive.

That's so boring.

Su Wu straightened up, looking at the group of people with a weary expression.

After losing his lower body, he dragged his upper body with his hands, crawling wildly on the ground trying to escape the sea of ​​fire and avoid being burned. Blood left streaks on the ground.

Smoke marks combined with bloodstains—these are classic horror elements.

"Shut up," Su Wu warned coldly.

It's so noisy, a bunch of useless people.

Most of the time, verbal commands alone are not enough to get people to obey.

As a result, half of the people present were divided into three groups.

The body consists of three parts: the upper body, the lower body, and the head that has rolled to the side.

At this moment, the room finally quieted down.

Those who were still alive stared in terror at the white-haired boy who held their lives in his hands; some had even resigned themselves to death.

Having lost their lower bodies, is there any meaning to their lives? Even if they miraculously survive, they will only be able to live out their future as useless beings!

Su Wu didn't speak either, seemingly having lost interest in talking.

If he remained silent, the others were even more afraid to speak.

In this quiet atmosphere, two more groups of uninvited guests arrived.

As if afraid of missing out on a treasure if they arrived even a moment too late, the two groups hurried along.

They all came in through the open door.

However, as soon as they stepped into the room, they saw the bodies of familiar people scattered in the sea of ​​fire, and they stopped in their tracks.

"Ah, two more groups of people have arrived."

Standing amidst ruins and blood, the still dazzlingly white-skinned boy raised his hand to greet them like a warm host:

"Hey, welcome!"

Then, just like the people inside, they too were split in two.

Su Wu covered her ears early on, only to be greeted by another wave of high-pitched screams.

People seem to instinctively cry out when faced with unbearable pain.

Did he scream when he was stabbed? I don't think he made a sound...

So, was he not in enough pain at the time?

"My lord—" A blond figure rushed in from the doorway.

He immediately used his abilities to extinguish the fire in the room.

Ice took over the fire's place, and its coolness swept away the scorching heat.

"You're here, Maro. See if you recognize anyone here," the white-haired boy said casually, pointing to the figure on the ground.

"No." Maro scanned the faces of the people on the ground one by one and shook his head.

"But I'll make them say it," he said with a smile to the white-haired boy.

(End of this chapter)