Time passed at the same time.
More than two years had passed since Law came to the Dark Continent.
He had broken through 80% in Zhu Clan's residence, and the precision of his telekinesis had improved by leaps and bounds. Many things had happened in the past two years in the Six Continents.
More than two years felt like the blink of an eye.
Time was like that. If you didn't think about it, you wouldn't feel it passing. You had walked a hundred steps, and when you turned back, it was already one hundred and fifty.
Qi Chi had graduated from the Sky Arena and returned to the Dry Poke Mountain alone. What greeted him was a heavy assassination mission. It was a journey that every enemy had to go through to beat up the enemy.
Ilumi's back was facing Qi Chi in the dark, baring her fangs and claws.
That year, Qi Chi was eight years old.
In the same year, in a rich and beautiful forest, a total of 128 members of the Grotto Tower tribe lived here. There, a blond boy about 12 years old looked out at the outside world.
A year ago, he and Pyro met Sheerah, who was lost and fainted. He got a hunter's autobiography from Sheerah and slowly mastered the common language. In his heart, a yearning for the outside world was taking root.
The extinction of the Grotto Tower tribe was like a shadow, but also like the wheel of history, hanging high above the strange tribe in the rich forest.
Law liked the character of Kurapika very much, so he had interfered. But could that really stop the wheel? Butterflies could stir up storms, but not every time.
In two years, Law's phone number had been visited countless times. No matter if it was a message or a call, without exception, all of them sank into the sea.
There were many messages and calls, from Qi Chi, Sa Ling, Machi, and many others. Among them was … Sheerah.
During the trip, Sheerah always persistently shared what she saw and heard on the trip with Law. Sometimes she would call, sometimes she would send text messages, and even attach photos with poor photography.
She never got tired of it. Until two years ago, she suddenly found that Law's number couldn't be reached. After asking around, the result was that Law seemed to have disappeared from the world. There was no news.
She was confused and worried. In the end, she believed that Law would be fine and insisted on leaving some interesting messages on Law's number.
Among all his experiences, there was the incident where he was saved by the two youths in the forest.
One of them was called Kurapika, and he was very intelligent. The other was called Pyro, and he had hidden problems with his eyes and legs, but he was very gentle.
Law didn't receive that message because he was in the Darkness Continent at that time. No matter how heaven-defying the reception rate of his mobile phone was, it wouldn't work in the Darkness Continent.
If Law hadn't suddenly decided to go to the Dark Continent because of some opportunity, then he would have received this message and found the location of the Kurota Clan.
Luo seemed to have evaporated. There was no trace of him anywhere. Even Ikuxiube couldn't find him. He wanted to find Luo to play the game, but no matter how he searched, he couldn't find Luo.
In a bustling city, tall buildings stood in great numbers and tens of thousands of lights were lit up.
The top floor of the hotel towered into the clouds. On both sides of the luxurious room were full-length floor-to-ceiling windows. Standing in front of the windows, one could enjoy the gorgeous night view of the bustling city.
In the room, the dim yellow light was exceptionally soft. A man with short black hair and black eyes stood in front of the window. He wore a tight-fitting casual suit and held a book in one hand. His head was slightly lowered, and his expression was indifferent.
The sound of the door opening came from the entrance. Paikonoda walked in and looked at the man with black eyes standing in front of the window. It was Culolo.
Hearing the sound, Culolo slowly raised his head. Without turning around, he asked, "Got it?"
"I got everything I wanted to know and everything I didn't want to know," Paikonoda replied.
Culolo was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay."
"Then what about tonight?" Paikonoda continued to ask.
"Wait a little longer." Culolo didn't hesitate at all.
"Understood." Paikonoda nodded.
"Where are they?" Culolo asked.
"They're next door. Do you want to go over? It's not very clean there, "Paikonoda said.
"It's fine." Culolo closed the book. When he passed by the cabinet, he casually placed the book on top. The title of the book was: The Seven Great Beauties of the World.
Paikonoda looked at Culolo's back and felt a little helpless.
If she wanted to get information, it would be easy and fast for her to do it, but she had to take into account Feitan's interests. She had to torture the ten men, women, and children, to the point that they didn't even look human before getting the information she wanted out of them.
The room next door was very big, but blood was like arrows on the walls and floor. Ten people were tied to chairs, dripping with blood and no signs of life.
Among the ten people, there was even a little girl who wasn't even ten years old. She had also been tortured until she didn't look human. It was like a scene from hell.
Other than the ten dead people, there were other living people in the room. They were the members of the Phantom Squadron.
Caesar, who had joined early, was sitting by the window. He had no interest in the bloody scene and was twirling a poker card around his index finger in boredom.
Machi stood not far from Caesar. She crossed her arms and looked at the night scene outside the window. Her expression was indifferent. She seemed to have thought of something and her eyes started to drift.
"Hey, Machi, come with me for supper later. Not far from here, there's a shop that specializes in all kinds of intestines." Caesar narrowed his eyes and waved his hand. A few poker cards appeared and said, "I heard it tastes good."
Twenty meters away, among the ten corpses, three of them had their stomachs cut open. Their small intestines and large intestines were pulled out and tied into knots. There were also many places that had been cut off inch by inch.
This scene corresponded to Caesar's invitation and his pauses when talking about the intestines. It gave people the feeling that he was deliberately looking for trouble.
Machi's drifting thoughts were interrupted. She slowly tilted her head and didn't say anything. Her cold eyes seemed to pierce deeply into Caesar's heart.
"So scary." Caesar smiled.
The other members of the Phantom Squadron were either standing or sitting. They were scattered in every corner of the large room, some distance away from the ten chairs.
Among them, Woking even launched a fierce attack on the table full of meat.
This was the luxurious suite on the top floor of the hotel. The food provided here was mostly delicious and not big. Therefore, Woking's meal filled the entire table.
Not far from Woking, Nobunaga was seriously taking care of her beloved knife.
In front of the ten chairs, Feitan had both hands in the pockets of her black cloak. Her eyes narrowed into slits as she looked at the masterpiece that she had just completed. The corners of her mouth, which were hidden under the mask, curled up slightly.
Everyone in the Phantom Squadron was nice. Their attitude towards the ten chairs was cold.
At this moment, the door opened. Culolo walked in.
The blood that had gathered under the ten chairs almost reached the side of the door. That was the epitome of lawlessness.
Culolo acted as if he didn't see the blood. He stepped over it expressionlessly and welcomed everyone's gaze.
He stood on the blood and said calmly, "Let's change places."
Then, the members of the Phantom Squadron immediately moved. Woking even left the food that he hadn't finished eating.
Their actions were very fast. They left behind the ten bloody chairs and directly left.
At the same time, in the residence of the Zhu Clan in the Darkness Continent.
Snap.
Luo closed the Hand of God book and flicked the quill into the air.
The quill that was materialized flew into the air, then turned into fluorescence and disappeared. Then, the book in his hand turned into a white spot and disappeared.
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