Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

"How is it? After seeing your original fate, what do you think?"

Ilumi looked at them with interest.

Yiwozuo looked sad and lowered his head in silence.

The prostitute Taro brother and sister cuddled together, Fallen Princess had tears in her eyes, and the bond and affection between the brother and sister obviously deepened.

"This subordinate... feels a lot of emotion."

Hei Death Mou spoke calmly, his left hand repeatedly clenching and unclenching the handle of the knife.

"It turns out that what I have always pursued is not to become the strongest samurai, but to become a person like Yuichi."

When Hei Shimo spoke, everyone focused on him. Among them, Yiwozuo looked the most moved after listening to his words. He seemed to understand something.

Hei Shimo noticed Yi Wo Zuo's gaze and turned to look at him. Their eyes met.

Heishimou and Yiwozuo were both people who constantly pursued martial arts for a certain goal before and after their lives. On this point, they had the same mood.

"Hmph, it seems you have all figured it out."

Yilumi looked at the two people looking at each other and chuckled softly. He raised the five fingers of his left hand and spread his palm upwards. A mouth opened in the palm of his hand and he spat out two broken flutes with two "squeaks".

Yilumi held the two broken flutes in his hand and gently threw them towards Hei Shimo.

Snapped!

Hei Shimo stretched out his hand to catch it. When he looked down, his pupils trembled and his emotions fluctuated greatly.

"This is the flute I gave to Yuanyi..." Hei Shimou looked up at Ilumi with doubts in his eyes.

"After I devoured you, I didn't spit out these two flutes. I planned to keep them as souvenirs." Yilumi smiled and said, "I gave them back to you."

"Thank you, Lord Illumi."

Hei Shimo bowed his head solemnly and expressed his sincere thanks.

"Six ghosts, four of them are upper strings, and two are between upper and lower strings."

"Shangxian's strength is equivalent to that of a colonel or a general in this world, which can barely be regarded as a high-level combat capability."

Yilumi looked at the six ghosts and made a rough estimate of their strength.

"Four windings?"

When Fallen Princess heard this, she looked around in confusion. Everyone clearly had the word "hanging" engraved in their pupils, so why did they say there were only four "hanging"?

Naru's face was calm. She knew very well that her combat ability was not strong, and she did not have the strength that Shangxian should have.

"Then, let's resurrect Mukai Kibutsuji." Illumi walked towards the sixth man who had been frightened into unconsciousness, with a bad smile on his face again, "When he learns that he has become my subordinate, , life and death are all under my control, I wonder what kind of expression he will show? "

With this in mind, Illumi pierced his eyebrows with his fingertips and began to transport a large amount of blood, genes, and memories, whether it was the memory of being swallowed by Illumi or the memory of him being killed by the Demon Slayers.

Gudong~gudong~gudong~

The blood vessels on Ilumi's fingers had expanded to the extreme, and a large amount of blood seemed to be transported endlessly into the man's body. He even made a "gul-dong-gu-dong" swallowing sound, as if there was a mouth inside that was greedily sucking Ilumi's blood.

Enwei looked at Ilumi and frowned slightly. This blood transfusion took a long time, more than five minutes.

The man who was tied with a rope had long been unrecognizable. His face kept squirming, sometimes turning into a handsome man, sometimes like a beautiful woman, and sometimes like a ten-year-old child.

In addition, he was constantly changing into other people's faces. In just five minutes, he had already changed into hundreds of faces.

After a long time, Ilumi finally opened her eyes and released her index finger.

At the same time, the face in front of him finally stopped changing and settled into the face of a handsome adult male, which was Kibutsuji Muzan's own face.

Uh-huh!

Oniwu Tsuji Muzan suddenly opened his eyes, staring straight at him with a pair of vertical pupils that were scarier than Ilumi.

Two pairs of scarlet vertical pupils looked at each other silently. The air in the warehouse suddenly dropped and the atmosphere was heavy.

Hei Shimo and others' eyes darkened, and they secretly prepared for battle. After all, they were now Ilumi's subordinates.

"Welcome to the resurrection, Muzan Kibutsuji."

Yilumi grinned, his eyes playful.

Onibutsuji Mumei stared at him quietly. After a moment, his body shook slightly, and the ropes all over his body broke. He took a step forward, crossed Ilumi, and stopped behind him.

"I failed. Whether you show up or not, I will fail. This is my fate."

"Yes, you failed, completely." Ilumi smiled.

"But you succeeded, that is to say, you broke my fate, although I was ultimately defeated by you."

"But looking at it from another perspective, my wish came true."

Oniwu Tsuji Muzan suddenly turned around and faced Ilumi.

"In this case, it is not unacceptable to be your subordinate."

Hearing this, Ilumi turned around slowly, with a ghostly expression on his face, and a sarcastic smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, you are obviously afraid of death."

"As long as you refuse, I can crush you to death with just one thought."

Ilumi mercilessly exposed Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan's disguise, but Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan did not feel angry or angry in his heart, but was as calm as water, as if he had looked down on the world.

"I am indeed afraid of death, because I died once, so I am more afraid of death than before." Kibutsuji Muzan looked at Ilumi calmly, "It is precisely because I am afraid of death that I will work harder to live. , let alone disobey your orders."

"A thousand years of hiding has been too long, and now I can finally walk in the sunshine."

"This is a hard-won resurrection. I don't want to die again like this."

"So, in order to live a better life..."

Kibutsuji Muzan took a step back with his right leg, knelt down on one knee like Black Death Mou before, and bowed his head to Illumi.

"From now on, I am Lord Illumi's subordinate."

Oniwu Tsuji Mumei is particularly afraid of death, especially since he has experienced death. He never wanted to experience the despair and reluctance at death again!

"Hmph...haha...hahahahahaha...!!"

Ilumi looked at Oni Wu Tsuji Muzan who was kneeling on one knee, suddenly spread his arms, and laughed wildly. The laughter carried a bloody momentum that penetrated the wall and went straight into the sky.

In the Axel Manor Castle, many slaves and trainee housekeepers heard Ilumi's wild laughter, and couldn't help but stop their work and look in the direction of the laughter.

Castle West Area, Archaeological Studio.

Scholars are consulting ancient documents, hoping to have information that can verify the content of the historical text. But the sudden laughter interrupted their work, and they all looked up in the direction of the warehouse.

"Your Excellency Ilumi is back."

Dr. Hallock, who was holding a heavy document, pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and spoke.

"Grandpa Clover, I want to find Master Ilumi."

At this time, a dark-skinned girl wearing a white dress ran to Dr. Hallock.

"Robin, why are you going to see Mr. Ilumi?"

Before Dr. Harlock could ask, a scholar next to him spoke first.

"This... because..." Nico Robin pinched the hem of her skirt shyly, "because we have been here for a year, and there are none of the documents and historical texts he promised to help us find... …”

"I...I have read all the documents and information here. I just want to ask him face to face."

The scholars suddenly fell into collective silence after hearing this. Yes, they have been here for a year. Yilumi has not fulfilled what he said at the beginning. He has not even met with them a few times. At least he can give them a guarantee.

"Alas~" Dr. Hallock sighed and touched Luo Bing's head, "Dinner will be served in thirty minutes. I will discuss it with him then."

"Don't worry, there will be a definite result this time."

"Um."

Robin nodded obediently, resting his little head on Dr. Harlock's hand with a look of enjoyment on his face.

"Haha, Robin can't wait to learn new knowledge."

Olvia came to Nico Robin and knelt down, pinched her daughter's cute cheeks with a gentle smile on her face.

"Mom, if Lord Illumi goes to sea, can I go with him?"

Nico Robin, whose face was pinched by her mother, suddenly asked.