A time is synchronously passed.

More than two years have passed since Luo came to the Dark Continent.

He broke through 80% in the tribe-by-clan settlement, and his mental accuracy has improved by leaps and bounds, and a lot of things have happened in the two years he has been in the six continents.

For more than two years, it feels like it's just a blink of an eye.

Time is like that, if you don't think about it, you can't feel it passing, you've already taken a hundred steps, and when you look back, it's already a hundred and fifty steps.

Killua graduated from the Sky Arena and returned to the withered Poke Mountain alone, and he was greeted with heavy assassination commissions, which was the journey that everyone in the Hakka family had to go through to beat the enemy.

Illome turned his back to the dark figure, facing Killua with teeth and claws.

That year, Killua was eight years old.

In the same year, a 128-member Kuluta lived in a secluded and rich and beautiful forest, where a blonde boy of about 12 years old looked out into the world.

A year ago, he and Pyro met Sheila, who was lost and fainted, and received an autobiography of a hunter from Sheila, and slowly mastered the lingua franca, and in his heart, his yearning for the outside world was taking root.

The extermination of the Kuluta clan is like a shadow, and like the wheel of history, it hangs high over the strange tribes in the rich forest.

Law loved the character of Kurapika so much that he intervened, but could that really stop the wheels from moving? Butterflies can stir up storms, but not every time.

In the past two years, Luo's mobile phone number has been patronized countless times, whether it is a message or a dial, all of them have been lost in the sea without exception.

Among the many messages and dials, there are Killua, Salin, March, and many people, among them... Sheila.

During her travels, Sheila always insisted on sharing what she saw and heard during her travels, sometimes calling, sometimes sending text messages, and even accompanying photos with poor shooting skills.

She enjoyed it tirelessly, until more than two years ago, she suddenly found that Luo's number could not be reached, and the result obtained after many inquiries was as if Luo had disappeared from this world, and there was no news.

She was very confused and worried, and in the end, she believed that Luo would be fine, and still insisted on leaving some interesting anecdotes in Luo's number.

Among so many experiences, including being rescued by two teenagers in the forest.

She also made a point of mentioning the names of the two teenagers, one was called Kurapika, who was very intelligent, and the other was called Pyro, who almost suffered from hidden diseases in his eyes and legs, but had a very gentle temperament.

Luo didn't receive that message, because he was in the Dark Continent at that time, no matter how unfavorable the signal reception rate of the mobile phone was, it would be difficult to use it when he arrived in the Dark Continent.

If Luo hadn't suddenly decided to go to the Dark Continent because of some chance, he would have received this message and found the location of the Guluta clan.

Luo really seemed to have evaporated, and he couldn't find any trace of him anywhere, not even Ikushube, he wanted to find Luo to play games, but no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find Luo.

In a bustling city, there are many high-rise buildings and thousands of lights are lit up.

The hotel's top floor soars into the sky, and the deluxe rooms are flanked by all-round floor-to-ceiling windows, and you can stand in front of the windows to enjoy a gorgeous night view of the bustling city.

In the room, the dim light was very soft, and a black-eyed man with short black hair stood in front of the window, wearing a close-fitting casual suit, holding a book in one hand, bowing his head slightly, and looking indifferent.

There was a sound of the door opening at the entrance, and Pike Noda walked in and looked at the dark-eyed man standing in front of the window, it was Kurolo.

Hearing the voice, Kurolo slowly raised his head, did not turn back, and asked, "Asked out?"

"Those who want to know, those who don't want to know, all of them. Parker Noda replied.

Kurolo was silent for a moment and said, "Okay. ”

"What about tonight?" asked Parker Noda.

"Wait. Kurolo didn't hesitate.

"Understood. Parker Noda nodded.

"What about them?" said Kurolo.

"It's all next door, do you want to go there? It's not very clean. Parker Noda said.

"It doesn't matter. Kurolo covered the book, passed by the counter table, and casually placed the book on it, the name of the book: The Seven Beauties of the World.

Parker Noda looked at Kurolo's back, a little helpless.

If she wanted to ask for information, she would act quickly and easily, but she had to take care of Feitan's interests, so she had to torture the ten captive men, women, and children to the point that they were inhuman, and then ask for the information she wanted.

The next room was large, but the blood was reflected like arrows on the wall or on the floor, and ten people were tied to chairs, dripping with blood and lifeless.

Among those ten people, there was even a little girl who was less than ten years old, who was tortured to the point that she was inhuman, like a hellish scene.

In addition to the ten dead people, there were other living people in the room, members of the Phantom Brigade.

Hisoka, who had joined early, was sitting by the window, uninterested in the bloody scene, and was bored spinning around with his index finger on a playing card.

March was standing not far from Hisoka, her hands folded and looking at the night scene outside the window, her expression was indifferent, as if she was thinking of something, and her eyes were a little drifting.

"Na, March, let's go to supper with me later, not far from here, there is a shop that specializes in all kinds of ~ intestines. Hisoka's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a shake of his hand, he conjured up several playing cards, and said, "I heard that it tastes good." ”

Twenty meters away, three of the ten corpses had their stomachs cut open, their small intestines and large intestines were torn out and knotted, and many of them were cut inch by inch.

This scene corresponds to Hisoka's invitation and the deliberate pause when speaking of the bowels, giving people the feeling of deliberately finding fault.

March's wandering thoughts were interrupted, and she tilted her head slowly, but did not speak, her cold eyes as if they were about to pierce Hisoka's heart.

"It's scary. Hisoka smiled.

The rest of the brigade stood or sat in all corners of the large room, some distance from the ten chairs.

Among them, Wojin even launched a fierce offensive against the table full of meat.

This is the hotel's penthouse luxury suite, and the food served is mostly delicious rather than portional, so a meal in Wojin is a full table.

Not far from Wojin, Nobunaga is seriously taking care of Aidao.

In front of the ten chairs, Fei Tan's hands were in the pockets of his black cloak, his eyes were slit, looking at the masterpiece that had been completed not long ago, and the corners of his mouth hidden under the mask were slightly hooked.

Everyone in the brigade was good, and the attitude towards the ten chairs was indifferent.

At that moment, the door opened, and Kurolo entered.

The blood that had gathered under the ten chairs almost spilled to the edge of the door, the epitome of lawlessness.

As if he didn't see the blood, Kurolo stepped over with an expressionless face and met the gazes of everyone.

He stood on the blood and said in a flat tone, "Change places." ”

Then the brigade members immediately moved, and Wojin even dropped the unfinished food.

They moved quickly, leaving behind the bloody ten chairs and leaving directly.

At the same time, the Dark Continent inhabited by clans.

Syllable.

Rowe covered the book with the Hand of God and flicked the quill into the air.

The embodied quill flew into the air, then disappeared into fluorescence, and then the book in his hand also turned into a white spot.

He wrote something in the black pages of the book, and at the end there were just a few words: ready to leave.