Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

"Why is there still an old man?"

Yilumi looked at the eight people in front of him, seven of whom were in their prime or young men, and only one was a gray-haired old man.

"Hey, the man next to him is the old man's son. When we caught him, we found them together." Enwei nuzzled at a thin man next to the old man.

"Eight people, three of them sent experimental materials to Vegapunk."

Yilumi walked up to the first person on the left, raised her right hand, stretched out her index finger, and put it between the man's eyebrows.

"woo woo woo woo……"

The man stared at Ilumi's index finger between his eyebrows, and seemed to realize his fate. He was so frightened that his whole body could not stop shaking, and his legs were shaking crazily.

puff!

With a soft sound, Yilumi inserted the index finger of his right hand into the man's eyebrow as easily as inserting a piece of tofu. The man stopped trembling and his breathing stopped.

"First of all, Black Death Mou!"

Yilumi closed his eyes and searched for Hei Shimo's genes in his body. A large number of memories flashed rapidly in his mind like a slide, and finally he locked on a face with red markings and six eyes.

Uh-huh!

Yilumi suddenly opened her eyes, a pair of scarlet pupils staring straight at the man. The blood vessels on her index finger swelled and squirmed. Drop after drop of blood was continuously injected into the man's eyebrows, and at the same time, the genes belonging to Hei Shimo were injected.

As long as the ghosts he eats will have their genes preserved in their bodies, just like the ghosts Tsuji Muzai once did.

Everyone in the warehouse had their eyes fixed on Ilumi and the dead man, paying attention to what changes they would have.

Plop!

Suddenly, an extremely loud heartbeat came from the body of the already dead man.

Thump thump thump thump…

The heart beat faster and faster. With the resuscitation of the heart, the man's body suddenly swelled, the muscles all over the body bulged, and the blood vessels bulged and thickened, and squirmed crazily under the skin, as if there were giant pythons hidden under the skin. Extremely horrified.

At the same time, the man's short black hair quickly grew longer and turned red. A red spot appeared on the left side of his forehead, and then quickly spread to cover the left side of his forehead, turning into a red streak.

A large amount of bloodshot eyes appeared in the man's eye sockets, gradually covering the entire whites of his eyes. The black pupils in the center of the whites shrank and expanded, turning directly into a pair of golden pupils.

Finally, four small slits were torn open on both sides of the man's cheeks.

Uh-huh!

The four slits on the cheeks suddenly opened, and the two eyes turned into six eyes, staring directly at Ilumi. Their eyes met.

Tear!

After coming back to his senses, Hei Shimo instantly broke free from the thick ropes that bound his limbs. He raised his right arm and held it with his palm facing up. He cried out from the flesh and blood in his palm and suddenly swung it down.

Phew~!

Hei Shimo's swing of the sword stirred up a breeze, but stopped when the blade was about to land on Ilumi's head.

"You...how is this possible!?"

"Master Wuhan was actually... eaten by you!"

Hei Shimo's six eyes were widened to the extreme, his expressions were unbelievable.

But whether it was the memory in his mind or the oppression from his bloodline, they all told him that the guy in front of him who was once his enemy was now his bloodline ancestor and his...master!

The God of Xu Lai stopped on top of Yilu Mi's head, motionless.

"Long time no see, Hei Shimo."

A smile appeared at the corner of Yilumi's mouth, and he raised his left hand to push away the ghost blade lying above his head. He slowly stood up and stared at Hei Shimo with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

At this time, Hei Shimo remained motionless as he had just done. All six eyes were distracted and had no focus.

Yilumi just looked at him, knowing that Hei Shimo was sorting out his memory.

When he was delivering blood just now, he stuffed the memory of the decisive battle in Infinite City and the information about the pirate world into him in one go.

Fortunately, Hei Shimo is a ghost who has lived for more than five hundred years, and his will is strong enough. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably faint on the spot.

"Mr. Ilumi, this...this is..."

Butler Walter stared at Heishimou in shock. Everything happened too fast. Ilumi sent blood to Heishimou to resurrect and break free. This series of changes took less than thirty seconds.

In just thirty seconds, an ordinary person transformed into the inhuman appearance he is now, as if he had eaten some kind of devil fruit.

But Walter was sure that he saw the scene just now clearly, there was no devil fruit at all, but it was this that shocked him.

What kind of ability is Mr. Illumi?

Except for Walter, the seven people tied to the pillars also stared at Hei Death Mo in shock, with fear in their eyes.

Ilumi ignored Walter and just stared at the motionless Hei Shimo quietly.

"I see, my subordinate understands."

Finally, Hei Shimo finished sorting out his memory, his pupils regained focus, he stopped crying, took three steps back, and knelt down on one knee towards Ilumi.

"Lord Yilumi, this subordinate was too rude just now. Please punish me."

Hei Shimo accepted everything in his memory and the fact that Ilumi was his superior, and bowed his head.

"stand up."

"I am not Muzan Kibutsuji, and I will not anger my subordinates over such trivial matters."

There was a smile on Yilumi's lips. He was particularly short of manpower right now, and he had a very good sense of Hei Shimo. This man who pursued the art of swordsmanship both before and after his life would definitely be able to become more powerful in this world filled with strong men. Strong and become an effective general under his command.

"Your status is still the same, and you are still one of the first quarters of the Twelve Ghost Moons."

Yilu said mysteriously.

"Yes, Lord Ilumi."

Hei Shimo lowered his head in response, stood up slowly, used the blood ghost technique to condense a scabbard on his waist, and put the God of Crying back into the scabbard.

Then, he looked down at his clothes and frowned slightly.

"I'll ask someone to change your clothes later." Yilumi knew what he was thinking, so he walked towards the other man and said, "Now let's resurrect the four people I'm more optimistic about."

"yes."

Hei Shimo responded, then glanced around, and then looked at Envi and Walter who were standing behind Ilumi.

Enwei already knew that he was the vampire clone of Lord Ilumi, and that he was a vampire clone with an independent personality.

As for Walter, there is not much information about him except that he is an old butler who can manipulate wires.

"Next, Tongmo."

puff!

Ilumi "repeated the same trick" and inserted the index finger of his right hand between the second man's eyebrows to deliver blood and a large amount of memory.

The second man had the same changes. Twenty years later, his face had the look of a child.

"Ah! Isn't this the Lord from the Intervention Department?"

The first time Tong Mo saw Ilumi, he spoke with a leisurely expression.

"Strange? Aren't I already dead?"

The smile on Tong Mo's face turned into confusion, and then he froze, falling into the impact of huge memories and information.