Machi Komacine and Nobunaga Hazama were isolated outside the Four Violet Flames Formation. Both launched simultaneous attacks on the barrier, but their efforts were in vain.
Nobunaga Hazama's blade struck the purple flame screen formed by the Four Violet Flames Formation, unable to advance even an inch! Machi Komacine's Nen threads ignited the moment they touched the barrier, reduced to ash in a matter of seconds.
The expressions of the two turned grim. At the same time, Chrollo Lucilfer and the other members who had been hiding in the shadows stepped out.
They had originally intended to find the helpers Luo Ning was hiding and surround them. But now it seemed that since the opponent dared to wait for them alone in the desert, he had clearly made superior preparations.
The four individuals maintaining the barrier were of indiscernible depth. No one knew where Luo Ning had found such people, but the barrier they constructed forced the isolated Troupe members to watch helplessly as Luo Ning inflicted one-sided carnage upon Uvogin.
Chrollo Lucilfer clenched his fists. Internally, he was calculating whether he could guarantee a hundred percent victory if he faced the current Luo Ning alone.
The answer was no. He had no confidence.
Uvogin could be said to be one of the strongest front-line fighters in the Phantom Troupe. Even if the loss of an arm had hindered his combat effectiveness, his strength remained unquestionable.
Luo Ning did not use his previous flame attacks; instead, he chose to collide with Uvogin head-on, suppressing him through sheer force. This not only demonstrated his current power but also served to destroy the enemy's spirit.
By using a barrier to put Uvogin's brutalization on full display for every member of the Phantom Troupe, Luo Ning was issuing a blatant provocation and humiliation!
Feitan Portor's squinted eyes snapped open. Rage surged through him like a tide. Although he didn't usually get along with Uvogin and enjoyed mocking the "big idiot," they were still comrades who had grown up together in Meteor City.
"Kill will you I!" A sentence of completely reversed words spat from his mouth, venting the fury in his heart.
Franklin Bordeau's choice was simpler. The first joints of his fingers popped open, and countless Nen bullets blasted toward the barrier. No matter how sturdy a barrier was, there was always a threshold. As long as that threshold was exceeded, it would break! Franklin Bordeau firmly believed this.
Inside the barrier.
Uvogin's other arm had already been sent flying. His eyes began to dim. When Luo Ning tore out his intestines, he knew he had no chance of survival. In that instant, his choice was to end his own life!
That's right. Uvogin wanted to commit suicide.
After leaving Meteor City and coming into contact with the wider world, he had learned of a special power—a power that could only erupt after a person died. It was a power far greater than what one possessed while living. More specifically, it was a form of Vow and Restriction.
Uvogin's Vow, or rather his obsession, was to kill Luo Ning. To that end, he was willing to sacrifice his life. This was his final Restriction.
But he failed.
The arm he raised to crush his own heart was stripped from his body by Luo Ning at a speed faster than his own. It was, once again, the One-Finger Nukite.
Having lost his final arm, a sliver of doubt appeared in Uvogin's heart. Even if he died now, would his corpse, awakened by post-mortem Nen and lacking both hands, truly be able to erupt with power surpassing his peak to kill Luo Ning?
The moment that thought surfaced, Uvogin knew he had been utterly defeated.
Lightning-like sparks flickered around Uvogin. The One-Finger Nukite became a surgical scalpel that disassembled his body. Thighs, chest, heart, eyes—until finally, that unrecognizable head was plucked away by Luo Ning.
Gushing blood and dismembered remains scattered across the ground. The lightning-attribute chakra on Luo Ning's body gradually receded. His breathing was heavy, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.
Holding Uvogin's head by the hair, he turned to look at the Troupe members outside the Four Violet Flames Formation, who looked ready to eat him alive.
A wide smile appeared on Luo Ning's blood-stained face. He tossed the head lightly, and as it hit the ground, Luo Ning's foot, condensed with Nen, stomped down heavily.
Just like that rainy night when Uvogin had heavily crushed the head of his predecessor's father, he crushed Uvogin's head! And he did it right in front of the Phantom Troupe!
'The Spider can feel pain too, right? Probably...'
'They must have known a day like this would eventually fall upon them.'
More members of the Phantom Troupe launched attacks against the Four Violet Flames Formation. The barrier finally seemed unable to withstand the pressure and began to crack. However, Luo Ning, inside the barrier, knew the truth. It was the four Shadow Clones maintaining the formation who were reaching their limit.
Franklin Bordeau's approach had been correct; continuous attacks accelerated the consumption of the Shadow Clones.
But Luo Ning didn't care. As the Nen on his body vanished once more, his hands formed seals in front of his chest. Earth Release: Ultra-Light-Weight Rock Jutsu was activated, and he slowly ascended into the air before the stunned eyes of Chrollo Lucilfer and the others.
"Is this Luo Ning's true trump card?" Chrollo Lucilfer's emotions didn't fluctuate much—at least not on the surface.
Flight. This was an extremely rare ability. If one was flexible enough, it served as an excellent life-saving measure. Every time they faced Luo Ning, the man seemed to have an endless supply of unique abilities.
Chrollo Lucilfer felt a strange sensation. Luo Ning was exactly the type of person he hated most—the kind where no matter how much you calculated, variables would appear in the next meeting. He preferred taking action only after mastering everything—when victory was certain. He loathed the kind of operation that felt like gambling on luck after all calculations were made.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Amidst a series of shattering sounds, the Four Violet Flames Formation finally broke under the Troupe's assault. Several figures moved simultaneously, rushing toward the positions where the four individuals at the corners had stood.
But the actions of those four were surprisingly synchronized. Each suddenly held a round sphere and smashed it onto the ground. Dense smoke billowed up, enveloping all four of them. The Troupe members who rushed into the smoke found their attacks hitting nothing but air, as if the four people had vanished entirely.
At the same time, Franklin Bordeau shifted the direction of his fingers. Nen bullets soared into the sky, heading straight for Luo Ning.
However, the ascending Luo Ning had already performed another ninjutsu.
Chrollo Lucilfer watched as Luo Ning opened his mouth, converting chakra into earth attribute and spitting out clay. A massive amount of clay condensed in mid-air, forming a giant clay monster.
Earth Release: Golem Jutsu. This was a technique created by the Second Tsuchikage, serving as both defense and offense!
The clay giant was not under the effect of the Ultra-Light-Weight Rock Jutsu. The moment it appeared, it not only shielded Luo Ning but also plummeted toward the ground.
Franklin Bordeau's Nen bullets struck the clay giant but were unable to tear it apart in the air. Instead, the clay giant raised its fist during its descent!
BOOM!
A thunderous roar, like an earthquake, echoed through the area as the clay giant landed. Even the ground beneath them began to tremble violently.
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