Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

"What a huge amount of greed."

In Ilumi's eyes, there was a giant behind Paul at this time.

The huge skeleton formed by greedy emotions almost filled the entire office.

"Greed, disappearing!?"

Suddenly, Ilumi's eyes narrowed, and the greed behind Paul that swelled to the extreme was dissipating quickly.

"Sigh~"

Tristin looked at Paul's eyes, his eyes were red, and he couldn't see a trace of humanity.

It is like a hundred people in the ancient battlefield, blinded by blood, and reduced to a beast that only knows how to kill.

The surrounding bodyguards all rushed up, and Ilumi just watched Paul unscrupulously start killing.

Paul was so powerful and fearless of pain that even if a bodyguard shot him with a gun, he didn't respond at all.

In a minute, Paul, who lost his mind, killed everyone in the room except Ilumi and the two thugs huddled in the corner.

"Shout!"

With red eyes, Paul turned his head and let out a roar like a beast at Illumi who was standing behind the office chair.

"Uuuuuu..."

Paul's two gangsters huddled in the corner, shivering, and they were so frightened by this killing feast that they burst into tears.

Paul roared again and rushed towards Illumi, his blood-stained claws attacked him.

"Shh!"

A white light flashed, and both arms were broken at the same root. Paul's forward body lost his balance and slammed into the desk with a "bang".

"His..."

Paul, who lost his arm, didn't know the pain, raised his head again and roared at Illumi.

"Shut up!"

Yilu Mi frowned, pressed his left hand on top of his head, and with a bang, he pressed it on the desk. The hard solid wood desk was abruptly knocked out of a round hole.

"Guru..."

The two thugs looked at Ilu Mi who looked like a bodyguard and swallowed.

They didn't understand why such a powerful person didn't take action just now.

"It's weird, all the greed emotions are gone."

Illumi stared at the smoke lingering around Paul, the greedy smoke that had swelled to form a huge skeleton, but now there is no trace of it.

Only some of the purest malice and killing remained, like beasts.

Paul's body was still struggling frantically under the suppression of Ilumi, and the desk was constantly shaking due to his struggling movements.

"Take it off."

Illumi grabbed the opponent's head, lifted it, grabbed the edge of the mask on Paul's cheek with his right hand, fixed his eyes, and pulled it hard.

"Shh!"

There was no imaginary resistance, as if the mask had just been put on, it was taken off very easily.

Illumi's left hand holding Paul's head spread out, and with a bang, Paul fell to the ground.

"Uh uh..."

Paul, who had taken off his mask, seemed to regain his senses, and a faint voice came out of his throat, as if he wanted to say something.

"Paul... Paul."

Seeing that he seemed to regain some sense, the two thugs crept over, looked at his open mouth, and leaned closer, trying to hear what he said.

"Little, watch out for that... gold... noodles..."

Before he finished speaking, Paul's eyes popped, his expression froze, his head tilted, and his pupils gradually lost their luster.

His two gangsters looked at each other, and saw an emotion called fear from the bottom of each other's eyes. They twisted their necks stiffly, and looked up at Ilumi who was looking at the mask carefully.

"I... can we leave?"

One of them resisted the uneasiness and asked in a trembling voice.

Ilumi didn't speak, just turned around slowly, and walked towards the two of them with the mask in hand.

"Please do me a favor."

Ilu Mi stood in front of the two of them, handed the mask to them, and said solemnly.

"Put it on."

The two thugs who had just breathed a sigh of relief suddenly stiffened, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

"Big, big brother, we can't wear this mask."

"That's right, it's wicked, and Paul became like this because of it."

The two thugs raised their hands and shook constantly, shaking their heads frequently in refusal.

"I know, that's why I gave it to you."

Illumi's tone was calm, and the two **** were shocked when they heard the words. In their incredible eyes, a white light swept across Ilumi's body from bottom to top.

"You guys, won't refuse."

The appearance of Yilu Mi's bodyguard suddenly changed to the appearance of the news host who met them two months ago.

The two thugs were too frightened to speak at this time, a stinky smell came from under them, Ilumi moved his eyes, and their crotch was soaked.

"Don't worry, I will help you."

In the desperate eyes of the two gangsters, Ilumi held down the head of one of the gangsters and forcibly pressed the mask on his face.

"No no no..."

The thug struggled desperately, but soon lost his movement.

After helping him put on the mask, Ilumi grabbed his head and twisted it, looking at the junction of his cheek and the edge of the mask, only to see that the mask and his skin were fused, and he tugged hard.

"I can't pull it off."

Ilumi pulled the golden mask on the gangster's face with all his strength, but found that the mask seemed to be growing on his face, no matter what angle he used, he couldn't pull it off.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Ilumi frowned, and the gangster wearing the mask no longer trembled, the thick fear that haunted him quickly dissipated, replaced by a very faint blue smoke rising.

"Greed is growing."

This wisp of blue smoke represents greed, and it is still growing. During the time Ilumi observed, it has grown from a strand of silk to a woolen thread.

And it's still growing, it's growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Snapped!"

The gangster wearing the mask suddenly held his wrist, he no longer trembled, the right arm holding Ilumi's wrist suddenly exerted force, as if it would crush his bones.

Yilu Mi's eyes were blank, his right hand turned into a blade, and with two "poofs", he directly chopped off both of his arms.

Blood splattered and sprayed the face of the gangster next to him, and another smell of urine appeared.

"I want to see if it really can't be torn off."

Illumi pressed the bastard's body, which was still struggling, with his arms lost, stepped on his shoulders, and clasped the edges of the mask on either side of his cheeks with both hands.

"Give me... come down!"

Yilu Mi's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly exerted his strength.

"Tear~"

In an instant, the sound of cloth being torn rang out, and Illumi directly tore the gangster's face with the **** mask off.

"Ah ah ah...!!"

The only remaining gangster saw his companion's face being torn off alive, his mind collapsed, he screamed in fright, and passed out.

"Tear off the skin directly."

Illumi looked at the golden mask with cheeks on his hands, he finally knew the weirdness of this mask.

The gangster whose mask was torn off is no longer breathing.

Picked up the cigar box on the ground, put the mask in it, got up slowly, turned his right leg into a blade, and slashed across the neck of the fainted bastard.

Xu Xu left the office.