Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

1:00 in the morning, in the dead of night.

Illumi left the room and went outside Demetrius' room.

He suspects that today's feeling comes from Demetrius, because he is the only one who has this possibility.

"Click."

When he came to Demetrius' room, he happened to see Sylvia push the door out, and immediately retreated to the corner.

"Grandpa, what do you want to do..."

Sylvia stood outside the door, frowned and glanced at Demetrius inside, and muttered softly.

Illumi waited until Sylvia left before he walked out of the corner, came to the door of Demetrius, and just grabbed the doorknob.

"Fletcher, come in."

Yilumi paused, his face changed slightly, and he pushed the door open.

The room is spacious and bright. Demetrius is sitting on the sofa with his left leg crossed over to his right, with a cigar in one hand and a cedar wood box in the other.

"A legendary secret treasure that can satisfy the user's wishes."

Illumi didn't speak, just stood at the door, watching Demetrius from a distance, feeling vigilant.

Because he didn't know why the other party could detect him.

Demetrius suddenly put down the cigar in his hand, picked up the wooden box, and slowly opened it.

"Shua!"

The moment the box was opened, Illumi's eyes widened, his expression changed suddenly, and infinite greed emerged from Demetrius.

The richness of greed and the purity of emotion are something he has never seen before.

The blue smoke instantly filled the entire room, turning into skeletons floating in the room, howling.

At this moment, Illumi seemed to have come to hell.

A large amount of air suddenly appeared from Yilumi's body, wrapping his body, his left eye glowed red, and the mark of the biting snake emerged.

"I've noticed a long time ago that you're not Fletcher."

Demetrius got up from the sofa and turned to look at Illumi. The left half of his face seemed to be burnt, with black and red folds, and scarred skin all over the left face.

Only the left eye is still intact.

"Fletcher doesn't like to walk behind others, no matter where he goes, he likes to walk in front."

Yilumi's heart tightened, and he immediately recalled that when he left with the two men in black, he was walking behind them.

"Then you still keep me until now, shouldn't you just eradicate me?"

"After all, I was the murderer who killed two of your men."

Demetrius squinted his eyes, and a large amount of translucent air suddenly appeared from his body.

"Hoo hoo..."

A gust of wind suddenly blew up in the room, and all the skeletons floating in the air were swept up by the gust of wind, roaring into Demetrius' body.

"I dare not do anything to you, beat the genius killer of the enemy family."

"Please sit down."

Demetrius held back his anger, and stretched out his hand to signal Illumi to sit on the sofa.

Seeing that he knew his identity clearly, Yilumi changed back to his original appearance, stepped forward, bent his legs, and sat on the sofa.

"Clatter..."

Demetrius picked up the teapot, poured a cup of black tea for Illumi himself, and pushed it to the edge of the coffee table in front of him.

"This is Mibam black tea, a specialty of the Ozma Federation. It can produce body fluid and clear away heat in summer."

Yilumi spread his arms and sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said.

"how did you do it?"

"The huge emotion just now was taken back in an instant."

Demetrius took a sip of black tea and looked at the fir box on the coffee table, to be precise, at the mask inside.

"That's the mind ability I developed specifically for this mask."

"In order to restrain my growing and uncontrollable emotions."

Yilu Mi was startled, his eyes narrowed,

Gazing at Demetrius.

"Have you ever worn this mask?"

Demetrius noticed his expression, didn't care, picked up the cigar, and shook the ash.

"I have worn it for three years."

"Seven years ago, I got this mask from the Isaac family."

"But I didn't know until I got it and put it on my face."

"Legends are lies, specially used to deceive those greedy humans."

With a cigar in his mouth, Demetrius was silent for a moment, seemingly lost in memory.

"But it's too late, and the longer the mask is worn, the less control the user has over his emotions."

"Not only will the mask not fulfill the wishes of the user, but it will also hollow out the human heart."

"A hole is dug out of the human mind, and an endless void is born."

"In order to fill this emptiness, human beings will have endless desires, and try every means to satisfy them."

"Although I tried my best to suppress it, after all, the hole in my heart is getting bigger and bigger."

"Four years ago, I finally woke up, if you don't take off the mask."

"I'm going to be a bloodthirsty beast that just keeps killing to satisfy my inner emptiness."

"So, I mobilized all my contacts and found someone to help me solve the problem of the golden mask."

Illumi watched his movements, and saw Demetrius pick up the golden mask, rub the surface of the mask with sand, and stop his fingers at the damaged part of the mask.

"This place was created when that person helped me take it down four years ago."

Illumi's face turned serious, the person Demetrius was talking about actually had the ability to destroy secret treasures.

"My ability to control emotions was also suggested by him to develop."

"Thanks to this ability, I am more comfortable in the officialdom, so I can secure the position of mayor."

"But even so, the influence of the mask on me still exists."

Demetrius put the golden mask back into the cedar wood box, closed it again, and looked at Illumi.

"It's you, who was not tempted by the golden mask, and even used it as an experiment."

"As expected of the elite of the assassination family, whether it is talent or psychological quality, they are all top-notch."

Hearing what he said, Illumi was even more curious about his ability, he said tentatively.

"Is it possible that you can still affect other people's emotions?"

Demetrius pointed at Illumi with a cigar in his hand, and a puff of air drifted from his fingertips towards Illumi.

As soon as Qi touched the surface of Yilu Mi's skin, his whole body trembled, his eyelids drooped, he let go of all vigilance in his heart, and exuded a lazy temperament all over his body.

"Ok!?"

In just an instant, Yilu Mi recovered, looking at the white-haired old man in front of him with a solemn expression.

"Most people are affected by my ability, and it will take at least a month to recover."

"The reason why I can find you is also because I sense your emotions."

Demetrius had a terrified face with a "kind" smile on his face.

"As for the golden mask, I'm trying to destroy it."

Demetrius took off his cigar, took a deep breath, his eyes were serious.

"Only those who have been tortured by the mask can understand what it is like."