The Seven Deadly Sins of Hunter x Hunter

It's 1 o'clock in the morning, dead of night.

Ilumi left the room and came outside Demetrius's room.

He suspected that the feeling he felt today came from Demetrius, because he was the only one who had this possibility.

"Click."

When he came to Demetrius's room, he happened to see Sylvia pushing the door open and immediately retracted into the corner.

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

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

Ilumi waited until Sylvia left, then he walked out of the corner and came to the door of Demetrius, just holding the doorknob.

"Fletcher, come in."

Yilumi made a movement, his face changed slightly, and he pushed the door open and entered.

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

"The legendary secret treasure that can fulfill the user's wishes."

Ilumi didn't speak, just stood at the door, observing Demetrius from a distance, wary.

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

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

"Whoosh!"

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

The intensity of greed and the purity of emotion were something he had never seen before.

Blue smoke instantly filled the entire room, turning into skeletons floating around the room, wailing.

At this moment, Ilumi seemed to have arrived in hell.

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

"I have long realized that you are not Fletcher."

Demetrius stood up from the sofa and turned to look at Illumi. The left half of his face looked like it had been burned, with black and red wrinkles and scarred skin all over the left side of his face.

Only the left eye is relatively well preserved.

"Fletcher doesn't like to walk behind others. No matter where he goes, he likes to be at the 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 here until now, shouldn't you just get rid of me directly?"

"After all, I am the murderer of two of your men."

Demetrius's eyes narrowed, and a large amount of translucent energy suddenly emerged from his body.

"Huhu..."

A strong wind suddenly blew up in the room, and all the skeletons floating in the air were picked up by the strong wind and roared into Demetrius' body.

"I don't dare to attack you and beat up the genius killer of the enemy family."

"Please take a seat."

Demetrius put away 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.

"Crash..."

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

"This is the Ozma Federation's specialty Mibamu black tea. It can stimulate body fluids and clear away heat in the summer."

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

"how did you do it?"

"I took back the huge emotion just now in an instant."

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

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

"To control my growing and increasingly uncontrollable emotions."

Ilumi was startled, eyes narrowed, staring at Demetrius.

"Have you ever worn this mask?"

Demetrius noticed his expression and didn't care. He picked up the cigar and shook out the ashes.

"I've worn it. I've 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 designed to deceive greedy humans."

Demetrius held a cigar in his mouth and was silent for a moment, seemingly lost in memories.

"But it's too late. The longer the mask is worn, the less likely the user is to control their emotions."

"Not only will masks not fulfill the user's wishes, they will also hollow out the human heart."

"A hole was dug out of the human heart, and endless emptiness was 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, in the end, the hole in my heart became bigger and bigger."

"Four years ago, I finally realized that if I didn't take off the mask."

"I will become a bloodthirsty beast who keeps killing just to satisfy the emptiness in my heart."

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

Ilumi watched his movements, and saw Demetrius picking up the golden mask, rubbing the surface of the mask, and stopping his fingers on the damaged areas of the mask.

"This place was created when the man helped me remove it four years ago."

Ilumi's face straightened. The person Demetrius mentioned was actually capable of destroying the secret treasure.

"My ability to control emotions through telekinesis was something he suggested I develop."

"Thanks to this ability, I am more comfortable in the officialdom and can securely hold the position of mayor."

"But even so, the impact of the mask on me is still there."

Demetrius put the golden mask back into the wooden box, closed it again, and looked at Ilumi.

"You, on the other hand, were not tempted by the golden mask and even used it for testing."

"As expected of the elite of the Assassination Family, both in terms of talent and mental quality, they are among the best."

After hearing what he said, Yilumi was even more curious about his abilities, so he said tentatively.

"Is it possible that you can also influence other people's emotions?"

Demetrius held a cigar in his hand and pointed it at Ilumi, and a breath of air floated out from his fingertips and floated towards Ilumi.

As soon as the Qi touched the surface of Yilumi's skin, he was shocked, his eyelids drooped, he put down all his vigilance, and his whole body exuded the smell of salted fish.

"Um!?"

In just an instant, Yilumi recovered and looked at the white-haired old man in front of her with a solemn expression.

"The average person is affected by my ability and it will take at least a month to recover."

Demetrius wore a terrifying face and a "kind" smile.

"As for this golden mask, to be honest, I am thinking of ways to destroy it."

Demetrius took off his cigar, took a deep breath, and looked solemnly.

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

"This kind of secret treasure cannot be left in the world. It must be destroyed."