September 3rd.
After taking Uvogin's life, Hyuga Arin changed his appearance with a transformation technique and stood at a high vantage point, looking down at the deserted buildings below.
He was currently on the phone with Kurapika.
"Gon and Killua have been captured."
"Mm, got it," Hyuga Arin replied, then hung up.
He had already seen it coming.
He sat down cross-legged, the Darkness Battle Blade resting across his knees, eyes closed as he calmed his breathing.
And on the lowest floor of this abandoned building—
The Phantom Troupe members were still discussing how to deal with Gon and Killua.
Nobunaga wanted them to join the Phantom Troupe.
Some disagreed. Some didn't care.
Others suspected that Gon and Killua were connected to the chain user.
That's right.
Hyuga Arin was hiding on the top floor of the Phantom Troupe's temporary base.
When night finally fell, he slowly opened his eyes.
"The hunt begins."
Gon and Killua used a trick to escape from the Phantom Troupe's temporary base.
"Tch… we got played," Nobunaga said, finally realizing it.
Gon and Killua had never intended to attack him—they were only buying time to escape.
"Damn it. I should've joined this operation from the start."
Because of the Mafia's actions, Shalnark was dead and Uvogin had gone missing.
Chrollo was already furious.
This operation had only one purpose: unrestrained slaughter.
Suddenly, Nobunaga stopped.
A thin steel wire lay at his feet—he had almost stepped on it.
"This is…?"
He turned around sharply.
From the darkness, someone was slowly walking out.
"Hey. Who are you?"
His En instantly expanded around his body.
Anything that entered its range would be cut down.
Hyuga Arin held the Darkness Battle Blade in his hand and smiled faintly at Nobunaga.
"Take a guess."
"Someone using the same weapon as me," Nobunaga said, his dead-fish eyes locking onto Hyuga Arin.
"Revenge or money—it doesn't matter anymore."
Because the moment the enemy appeared before him, their death was already decided.
He stepped forward, En surging, and charged straight at Hyuga Arin.
Hyuga Arin took a deep breath.
This would be his highest-consumption battle so far.
It had to end quickly—tonight was going to be busy.
"Brain Amp, activate."
A faint blue light flickered within Hyuga Arin's Byakugan.
The world changed instantly.
In his vision, Nobunaga—who moments ago seemed flawless—was now riddled with openings.
At this moment, Hyuga Arin was a god.
Shadow Clone enhancement.
Transformation Technique increasing arm mass.
Demon Back activated.
Nen ability reinforcement.
His muscles swelled visibly.
"Three seconds? That's enough."
He gripped the blade with both hands.
He didn't know swordsmanship—but speed was enough.
Power was enough.
"Shhk!"
The two passed each other in a single instant.
The wind stirred.
Hyuga Arin flicked his blade, shaking off the blood.
Behind him, Nobunaga stared in disbelief as his head separated cleanly from his body.
[Experience +12,451]
[Consumable: Nobunaga's Swordsmanship]
[Nobunaga's Blade: +200–300 Attack]
[Enhancer +1]
Hyuga Arin staggered, his face deathly pale.
"Level up."
His body instantly returned to peak condition.
"Tonight's really tight on schedule."
He sprinted out of the building.
Tonight was the night when the Phantom Troupe and the Mafia would fully go to war—
and also the night when the Troupe would finally scatter.
All across the city, battles erupted.
Hyuga Arin returned to the city center, standing at one of the highest points.
The entire city was already engulfed in flames of conflict.
Phantom Troupe members were rampaging everywhere.
Soon, he locked onto one target.
Kortopi—
the user of Gallery Fake, God's Left Hand, Devil's Right Hand.
Kortopi was observing the chaos from a high place, not directly participating.
And so, he became Hyuga Arin's next prey.
Shuriken thrown.
Substitution Technique—position swap.
[Brain Amp] [Shadow Clone] [Transformation] [Demon Back] [Nen]
Five abilities layered together, buying three seconds of transcendence.
They crossed paths.
[Experience +5,421]
[Skill: God's Left Hand, Devil's Right Hand]
[Conjurer +1]
"Fourth."
Hyuga Arin licked the corner of his mouth and leveled up again.
From Kortopi's vantage point, he soon spotted Pakunoda, moving alone.
He sprinted down the building.
Once again, five abilities stacked—
Instant kill.
[Experience +5,011]
[Skill: Memory Bomb]
[Specialist +1]
From there, he found Machi.
He transformed into a Mafia member, picked up a submachine gun, and charged toward her.
She was in a park.
Unlike Pakunoda, Machi sensed danger immediately.
But it meant nothing.
Five abilities active—three seconds.
Hyuga Arin swept past her.
[Experience +5,998]
[Skill: Nen Stitching]
[Transmuter +1]
"Six."
Hopefully Hisoka wouldn't hold a grudge.
Otherwise, in this state… Hyuga Arin wasn't sure he couldn't kill Hisoka too.
"Level up."
If he didn't, he might actually die here from chakra exhaustion.
This state burned life itself.
His Byakugan swept the distance.
Closest was Feitan.
Too fast.
If he couldn't kill Feitan in one strike, he would be the one who died.
Near Feitan was Phinks—also an Enhancer.
Too close.
Feitan could support him instantly.
Farther away were Shizuku and Franklin.
Franklin was a combatant, but not a frontline one—he specialized in long-range firepower.
"Busy night," Hyuga Arin exhaled.
It was clear—he couldn't wipe out the entire Troupe tonight.
After tonight, he would be completely exposed.
The remaining members would start laying traps for him.
And that would mark the final line of the prophecy.
He blended into the crowd, wearing a suit and carrying a gun he'd picked up somewhere.
No one questioned his identity.
Hiding behind a vehicle, he watched Mafia gunmen desperately firing at Franklin.
Franklin ignored the bullets entirely, blocking them with Nen.
The Nen bullets fired from his fingers were far more destructive than real ammunition, blasting through cover with ease.
The Mafia was being slaughtered.
"Not easy to approach…"
Hyuga Arin loaded a bullet with chakra, rose, and fired at Franklin.
The bullet bounced harmlessly off.
Franklin noticed him and turned both hands toward him.
The car shielding Hyuga Arin was shredded into scrap.
But Hyuga Arin was already gone—
appearing at Franklin's side.
Franklin and Shizuku reacted instantly.
But—
"Five-Skill Breathing."
"Double kill."
"Double Kill."
Two heads flew into the air.
Hyuga Arin grinned wide.
"Eighth."
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