Chapter 80

"Hmm—damn! My head hurts so much! What happened?"

With a slight groan, Feijie finally slowly opened her eyes and got up from the ground.

However, before she could figure out what had happened before she lost consciousness and how she ended up in this desolate wilderness, a terrifying explosion and a burst of flames rose up.

In the distance, on an open space in the canyon, a man over two meters tall, using his incredibly powerful Nen, caught a rocket launched by a gang member with his bare hands.

Although his clothes were destroyed, his body was not harmed at all, with only slight signs of his skin and hair being slightly singed.

It should be noted that when a rocket launcher explodes, it can produce a terrifying high temperature of nearly three to four thousand degrees Celsius, and the kinetic energy of the warhead can easily penetrate the sturdy composite steel plates of armored vehicles and tanks, making its destructive power undeniable.

But now, it had been blocked by a Nen user with just one hand.

"Mon... monster!" Feijie uttered these two words in a trembling voice.

To be precise, she couldn't find any other words to describe her feelings at the moment.

Just as she was about to turn and flee from this dangerous place, she suddenly saw two figures and a silver giant wolf standing a few steps away.

"It's you?!"

Feijie immediately recognized Allen and recalled the scene at the auction, and began to subconsciously back away.

"Relax, don't be so nervous. Did you forget that I saved you from the Phantom Troupe's massacre? If I really wanted to do something, I could have just let you be killed." Allen said in a casual, comforting tone.

To be precise, his attention was now completely drawn to the formidable combat power displayed by Woking.

To some extent, this guy was indeed as described by Nobunaga, having honed his Enhancement-type Nen to the extreme, and his combat power was definitely among the top tier of the Troupe.

But the drawbacks were also obvious!

That is, apart from his powerful attack and defense, he had virtually no resistance to things like toxins or rule-based Nen abilities.

Once hit, he would die a terrible death without help.

"You're right."

Feijie clearly realized that the other party had not shown any hostility and immediately relaxed her tense nerves, sitting down on the ground without any ladylike demeanor, and asked, "Who are you? Are you killers or bodyguards hired by the gang? And you mentioned the Phantom Troupe, could it be that the ones who attacked the auction were them?"

"First, we have no significant ties to the gang, at least not to the gang alliance led by the Ten Elders. We are simply on a hunt, and our prey is the Phantom Troupe. Second, you guessed right, the Phantom Troupe's target this time was all the treasures at the underground auction." As he spoke, Allen took out his Hunter license and showed it to her to prove his identity.

"Hunt?" Feijie was initially stunned, but quickly seemed to connect the dots, and her face suddenly changed. "You're the Grim Reaper!"

"Oh? Have I become so famous now?" Allen glanced at the woman with a hint of surprise.

"Not just famous! Now the entire underworld regards you as a divine executioner sent to punish them! Even when making oaths, they say things like if they break their promise, they'll meet the Grim Reaper." Feijie subconsciously revealed everything she knew.

She had personally witnessed how, since Allen began his indiscriminate and frenzied hunt for malicious killers a month ago, many gangsters who enjoyed bullying others had started to restrain their behavior.

Even killers with bounties and photos on the Hunter website had left their gangs to hide in remote places, fearing they might accidentally run into him.

This fear of death and terror was more effective than any law or punishment.

Of course, not everyone had thought of organizing a counter-attack.

Unfortunately, all ambushes and sneak attacks ultimately failed, and every participant died a terrible death.

After several attempts, the wanted criminals finally realized the absolute gap in strength and decisively abandoned their unrealistic fantasies, choosing to scatter and flee.

"Using my nickname to swear oaths? It seems these guys are really scared out of their wits. If you don't mind, could you trouble yourself to join us for a couple of days? At least until we complete this hunt, I don't want any news to leak, and I certainly don't want the Phantom Troupe to know I'm onto them." Allen made a request.

Since Feijie was a bodyguard hired by the Nostrade family, if she were allowed to leave, Kurapika would get the news in a few minutes.

Given the deep blood feud between him and the Troupe, it was uncertain whether he would make any irrational and crazy moves.

In fact, Kurapika's personality was very neurotic and self-destructive.

"Sure! If it's about dealing with the Phantom Troupe, I'm willing to lend a hand." Feijie gave an affirmative response without hesitation.

She knew she had no right to refuse.

And after personally experiencing that massacre, she also hoped to make the Phantom Troupe pay back in kind!

"Allen! The Chimera Ants are here!" Bodoro suddenly spoke up.

"Leech, Earthworm, Mad Dog, Porcupine... What a bunch of misfits. But their numbers are decent, I'll take them on reluctantly."

As he spoke, Allen raised the ancient bone bow, attached a series of Nen abilities to the silver arrows, and then gently released his fingers.

Aim and shoot!

Multi-shot!

With the terrifying speed brought by the acceleration, the four unfortunate ones didn't even have time to react before they exploded instantly, their blood and flesh freezing into beautiful ice flowers in the air.

"Vernarassa! Dinner time!"

As soon as he said that, the red dragon instantly materialized and rushed out, opening its mouth to spray the Life Fire, gathering the scattered limbs and flesh into a cocoon and swallowing it.

After finishing, she belched and then slowly dissolved into a shadow, completely disappearing.

At the same time, Allen also flipped through the floating card, but didn't draw anything, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason was very simple!

These four guys' abilities were simply too disgusting.

Mad Dog relied on his teeth to tear into enemies, not to mention the hygiene issues, just looking at him made him seem no different from a wild beast.

Leech cultivated a large number of eggs in his body and injected them into the enemy, causing their bladder to burst and die in agony, a truly trashy ability.

Earthworm could move through the ground and exert greater strength, but that was all.

The only slightly useful one might be Porcupine's ability to control his own hair, but it had too many limitations, such as being unable to defend against Emission-type Nen, and its potential for development was very limited. It would be better to focus on training in Enhancement, Transmutation, and Conjuration.

So from the beginning, he had no intention of taking their abilities.

To be precise, among the ten Chimera Ants, only Owl had any value worth taking.

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