Chapter 153 You Are Killing Like Crazy.

Chapter 153 You are... killing like crazy.

The people wearing hooded cloaks were the standard outfit of the Qinglin team before this operation.

In the chaotic scene, you can barely see more than a dozen people wearing the same cloak.

As for the other people present, they should be people who were originally in Shivadani City.

Some of them are Nen users, most likely professional hunters.

And the rest are not ordinary people.

Although they don't have Nen, judging from the fighting skills they showed in the melee, they should be amateur hunters with good fighting skills.

If they were ordinary citizens, they would have been lying on the ground before the chaos started.

However, the culprit who caused the huge commotion was not the members of the Qinglin team, nor these skilled hunters.

Instead, it was the various derivatives of the Nen space catalyzed by imagination, mostly huge, deformed unknown organisms.

They rushed on the street, madly attacking outsiders.

The advantage brought by the size alone can form a destructive force that cannot be underestimated.

In this space of thought...

All existence can be divided into two types.

One is real existence, and the other is false existence.

The street at this moment.

The cars that were once seen everywhere were either completely unrecognizable, or overturned on the ground, or on fire.

The tall buildings on both sides of the street.

Some were severely damaged and crumbling.

Some have begun to tilt and fall, as if they will collapse into ruins in the next second.

The flat road is already riddled with holes.

The fire, dust, and smoke.

The doomsday-like scene is the environment created by the fierce collision between reality and falsehood.

Moyu's clone stepped into the battle circle.

In such a chaotic battle, he, who was gray all over, was just an inconspicuous existence at this moment.

Then, he stared at a member of the Qinglin team wearing a cloak.

"..."

After a moment of silence, the feet of Moyu's clone turned into a shadow and merged with the ground, and then like a ghost, he came silently behind the Qinglin team member.

The Qinglin team member holding the sharp knife was unaware that he was dealing with an extremely hard sphere.

The diameter of this sphere is at least more than five meters. Due to the lack of color rendering, it is difficult to determine the specific material.

However, through the prism surface structure characteristics of the giant sphere, it can be basically concluded that it is diamond.

"No wonder it is so hard!"

This is the true inner thought of the Qinglin team member.

"How can someone materialize such a thought object?"

This is another true inner thought of the Qinglin team member.

No matter how many thoughts he has at this moment, he must get rid of this diamond giant sphere that is entangled with him as soon as possible.

Because after excluding a large number of ordinary people who will only directly become spiritual nutrients in the thought space, there are still many professional hunters and amateur hunters in the city of Shivadani.

This group is far from comparable to ordinary people in terms of combat power and spiritual will.

What the Qinglin team has to do now is to use the advantages brought by the "thought space" to eliminate as many people as possible who can be active in the "thought space" for a long time.

Only in this way can the duration of the "Mind Space" be extended to the maximum extent, thereby delaying the combat power of the Hunter Association.

Everything is to help the spread of the "Swamp Man Phenomenon".

"Too much time has been wasted on your broken ball!"

The Qinglin team member holding the sharp knife looked cold.

There was such a melee here, but their strength was undoubtedly the strongest, so it was only a matter of time before this place was cleared.

Under the drive of the Qinglin team members, the sharp knife wrapped with mind power broke through the air and stabbed the giant diamond, and the sharp end was wrapped with a comet tail flame.

This attack was quite unstoppable.

Unfortunately--

The sharp knife with sharp energy failed to pierce the giant diamond.

Because Moyu's replica waved his palm and cut the neck of this Qinglin team member.

There was a hissing sound.

The huge head of the Qinglin team member flew into the sky, and the broken brim of the hat floated to the ground like a piece of cloth.

"What, what...!?"

The head that flew into the air looked at Moyu who was still swinging his palm with wide eyes.

He understood something instantly, and his face showed anger and unwillingness.

Then——

The head of the lifeless Qinglin team member, along with his body, shattered into gray fragments all over the sky, and then disappeared.

And where the gray fragments flew, fine cracks that were invisible to the naked eye appeared.

After killing a Qinglin team member with just one blow, Moyu's clone looked at a slightly fat professional hunter nearby.

Swish——!

Moyu's clone was like a deadly ghost, and it flashed in front of the slightly fat professional hunter at a precise time.

At this moment, the slightly fat professional hunter had exhausted his old strength to block the enemy's attack, and his new strength had not yet been generated.

Then, the slightly fat professional hunter saw the Moyu clone that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Before he could react, his eyes went black.

It was Moyu's clone that blew up the slightly fat professional hunter's head with one punch.

From the moment he stepped into the battlefield to now, in just five seconds, Moyu's clone killed two Nen users in a row.

Despite this, Moyu's clone had no intention of stopping.

His gray eyes moved slightly and looked at the next target.

This look was like a death stare.

In the melee.

Although more than a dozen members of the Qinglin team fought on their own, they were able to take the lead in the melee.

This shows that their strength is indeed the strongest in this melee.

Whether it is professional hunters or amateur hunters, even the "Thought Objects" created by the thought space, they were all cleared out one by one under their fierce offensive.

"There are no opponents worth noting."

A muscular man in a cloak casually crushed the head of a professional hunter with one hand, and then looked at the surrounding battle situation with a squint.

From the beginning of the clearing operation to now, half of the targets have been cleared by them.

So far, including these "Thought Objects" of average strength, there are no conspicuous opponents among all the hostile targets.

"Just treat it as a warm-up."

The muscular man thought so and continued to kill.

But he didn't notice...

There was a gray death god with strange and elusive movements, shuttling quickly in the chaotic battlefield, quietly and powerfully harvesting all the outsiders in the field.

When the muscular man realized that something was wrong, there were only four left out of the more than ten members he led...

"What's going on?!"

Stunned, the muscular man finally noticed the Moyu clone who had gone crazy with killing.

He just happened to see the process of Moyu clone killing a companion in a neat and tidy way, and his heart was shocked.

It was a thought object in human form...

On the other side.

Moyu and Piyon were already in position at the edge of the battle circle.

"You are... crazy about killing."

Piyon looked at Moyu beside him with strange eyes.

She saw clearly the clone's killing in the battle circle.

It was so cold and brutal...

This made her feel that she had known Moyu again.

"That's not me."

Moyu corrected Piyon's statement.

"No, that's you."

Pyon said very confidently.

In her opinion, the style and behavior of the replica were exactly the same as Moyu's.