"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!"
"Bastard! What are you doing?! You killed Jora?!"
"Hahahaha! Die! All of you, die! Kill them all!"
"He's crazy! Take him out!"
"No! Wait! It's an ability!"
"Damn it! The guy who left the message on the wall is here! He's going to kill us all!"
In an instant, flesh and blood splattered across the confined container.
Because they were all Nen users, even using only the basic Ten was enough to heavily injure or kill an opponent with the advantage of a sudden attack.
"Un... Unbelievable! Those guys are really killing each other!"
Through the night-vision binoculars, Reese clearly saw the fierce slaughter unfolding inside the distant container.
Just as Bodoro had said, the members of The Raven hadn't even seen Allen's face, yet one person who suddenly went berserk had already killed two others, and the dark red blood instantly stained the floor.
"Is this some kind of Manipulation-type Nen ability?" Luna asked with a solemn expression.
Bodoro smiled bitterly and shrugged: "Apologies, don't ask me, because I have no idea. To some extent, this is where Allen's true strength lies. You'll never know how many hidden cards he holds, or what kind of trick he'll use next. In the world of Nen, the unknown is the most terrifying thing."
Just as the three of them were talking, the members of The Raven finally took down the guy controlled by the Gnomish Mind Control Cap and scrambled to rush out of the container.
The moment they reached the entrance, they suddenly saw a grotesque figure holding a huge scythe and dressed in a black robe.
Undying Reaper!
Before these individuals could even react, they suddenly saw ominous red light flashing from the Reaper's eyes.
In the next second...
One man's arm suddenly, without warning, violently plunged into another man's back, digging out his heart and forcefully crushing it.
It wasn't just these two; almost everyone present experienced involuntary limb or organ movements.
Mutual slaughter commenced once more!
Except this time, there would be no survivors.
Because every single person present had made eye contact with the Reaper.
Combined with the fear and distrust Allen had intentionally created earlier with the Gnomish Mind Control Cap, even leading them to mistakenly believe that being controlled was irreversible and that the infected must be killed, they all perished without even seeing who their true enemy was, becoming corpses lying in a pool of blood. Eight people in total; no more, no less.
The Red Dragon Vaelstrasz undoubtedly caught the scent of food and instantly materialized in her physical state, opening her mouth and preparing to devour the cocoons formed from the deceased.
But before she could act, Allen stopped her: "Stop. These guys cannot be touched. Their bodies must be left here to be discovered by the police and solidify the case. Otherwise, people will inevitably link their deaths to my ability. After all, by now, many people have witnessed your cocoon-devouring ability."
"Ugh… fine, what a waste."
Vaelstrasz's eyes betrayed a strong reluctance, but she eventually dissolved back into her ethereal state.
No sooner had the gigantic Red Dragon disappeared than Reese ran over from the warehouse rooftop, staring fixedly at the corpses scattered around the container, muttering to herself in an incredulous tone: "It's... over just like that?"
"What else did you expect? Did you seriously think a fierce battle would erupt after such thorough preparation?" Allen scoffed in return. "The truth is, these guys haven't engaged in combat for too long; they've even become lax in their basic Nen training. Coupled with the advantage of a planned attack against unsuspecting targets, their end was sealed the moment I set my sights on them."
"You're right. In the world of Nen, having the first move means a huge advantage, let alone when dealing with a monster like you. Now, I can finally put my mind at ease and face our dead comrades. Come on, take your reward, and we'll be even."
Saying this, Luna proactively pulled out a small knife and tossed it toward Allen, following it up by flat-out conceding.
Instantly, the two abilities, Hunting Map and Eyes of the Dead, vanished from her body, along with the Aura she had trained for over ten years.
"And mine."
Reese just as decisively surrendered her Nen.
Feeling the three newly acquired abilities and the significant boost in Aura, Allen nodded in satisfaction: "It was a pleasure working with you! If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. After all, the smell of blood here is so strong that it could attract patrolling security guards at any moment."
"Understood. No problem. Reese and I need to go too. We'll let go of past hatred and remembrance and start new lives. Finally, thank you again for your help. Without you, we never would have been able to kill these enemies. Goodbye. We hope to meet again in a different capacity sometime in the near future."
After saying this, Luna put her fingers to her lips in a flying kiss gesture and, pulling her companion along, vanished into the vast darkness of the night.
For them, giving up their Nen abilities was also a way to completely sever ties with the past.
Only by moving away from this circle and returning to society as ordinary people could they truly distance themselves from those painful and sorrowful memories.
Watching the two women's receding figures, Allen couldn't help but marvel softly: "They're so decisive, aren't they?"
"They are. The ability to pick something up and let it go isn't common in women. However, they must have earned quite a bit of money during their time as Hunters, so whatever life they choose next won't be a problem. And leaving the Nen circle isn't necessarily a bad thing," Bodoro remarked with emotion.
The longer he dealt with Nen, the more he realized that some of the beliefs he once held were completely wrong.
For example, greater strength does not necessarily mean greater safety.
Quite the opposite.
The stronger you are, the stronger the opponents you attract.
All Nen users progress through this endless cycle of hunting and being hunted. They either desperately become stronger or are eliminated by the brutal competition.
There is no other way to escape this vicious cycle except by losing one's ability or dying.
However, as a martial artist who loves challenging strong opponents, Baldro did not dislike this dangerous environment; in fact, he even enjoyed it a little.
"Let's wish them well in their return to normalcy. Now that I have the Hunting Map ability, I can hunt wanted criminals to my heart's content. I need to seize as many cocoons as possible to increase my total Aura volume before heading to Yorknew City."
The moment the words left his mouth, Allen immediately activated his new ability and started pulling out his phone to search for Nen criminal information on the Hunter website.
This time, he didn't deliberately select only B-rank and higher individuals but adopted a strategy of casting a wide net, marking all ruthless, cold-blooded wanted criminals on the map.
In just a short time, the map was densely covered with red dots representing prey. The sight alone was enough to make one's scalp crawl.
Even Bodoro couldn't help but comment: "Are you crazy? It would take us over a year to catch all these people."
"I never said I had to catch them all. I'll catch whoever I can before late August. It's like a lottery, let's see which of these wanted criminals is unlucky enough to run into me," Allen explained with a playful smile, waving the map in his hand.
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