For Feitan and Phinks, these people were no different than delivery fodder.
A surge of nen energy, and then the dust settled back down.
"You did get one thing right."
Feitan pinched the middle-aged man's cheek, speaking in a muffled voice.
The man was covered in blood, his breath extrely weak, yet he continued to glare at Feitan with unwavering eyes.
At this mont, there wasn't a single part of him unscathed, having been subjected to Feitan's brutal torture for quite so ti.
"This ga is indeed a ga of slaughter, at least—"
"Using it to hunt players is quite a clever play."
"Crack!!"
As Feitan's words fell, he exerted force with his hand, causing the middle-aged man's head to burst like a waterlon.
Blood splattered everywhere, landing on the corpses of the newly entered players scattered across the ground.
anwhile, after the middle-aged man died, the card book he had summoned vanished as well.
Simultaneously, the nurous deceased ga players in the area turned into streams of light, dispersing towards the outside world.
A gust of wind heralded Phinks' dusty return to the scene.
"Didn't catch them?"
Feitan casually asked while organizing his card book.
"Yeah, there were a few cunning ones among them, a couple managed to escape."
Phinks shrugged his shoulders indifferently, saying:
"Anyway, we got the big haul, a few getting away doesn't matter."
Saying this, he looked eagerly at Feitan's card book, "So, how's the harvest?!"
Nothing brings more joy than the mont a thief checks the spoils after a heist.
"How many cards did we snag?!"
Phinks rubbed his hands together, sowhat impatiently asking.
Earlier, the two of them had attacked together, turning the entire area into chaos.
During the fight, a few shrewd individuals, realizing the dire situation and Feitan and Phinks' overwhelming strength, imdiately fled.
Later, many others realized the situation was beyond their control and attempted to flee.
Initially, so managed to escape by sheer luck, but now, anyone trying to run was simply delusional.
With Feitan's speed and Phinks' destructive power...
In short, it was three words:
Slaughter spree!
Subsequently, no one could escape from their clutches.
Being from teor City, they had thoroughly researched the quickest, cleanest ways to kill!
They were murder experts, and these players were their material.
The players in the entire area weren't enough for them to kill.
After dealing with the nurous players in the square, except for the middle-aged leader whom Feitan left alive, everyone else beca corpses.
After the battle ended, Phinks imdiately chased after those who had fled earlier.
Feitan stayed behind to torture the middle-aged man, intending to extract the designated cards from his card book.
"You're dead whether you give it to or not."
"Even if you don't give it to , I can snatch it from other players. It's just a matter of ti, whereas you will face the most unforgettable torture before death."
"If you hand over the cards and tell your companions' hideout, I might consider giving you a quick death."
After thoroughly torturing the middle-aged man, Feitan left him with these words, letting him ponder.
Perhaps truly fearing the torture before death, coupled with hatred towards Genthru who abandoned him...
And the thought of the mbers surviving well in their base—why should I die while they live well?!
This thought suddenly erged in the middle-aged man's mind and spiraled out of control.
He chose to betray his companions, using his last strength to manifest the card book.
He revealed their gathering location and how to reach it to Feitan.
Thus, Feitan transferred all designated and spell cards from the middle-aged man's card book into his own.
When Phinks returned, he saw the middle-aged man had breathed his last as Feitan collected the cards.
He was quite eager about the haul this ti.
"Not bad, not to ntion the various functional and nurous spell cards, just the designated pocket cards alone, I've gathered about thirty kinds."
Feitan put away the card book, "That's a third of the way to clearing the ga."
"Is that so? I didn't expect us to gain so much on the first day in the ga."
Phinks was genuinely pleased to have caught such a big fish.
"So, does that an we'll clear the ga soon?"
"No, these thirty-sothing designated cards we got are the easiest to obtain, with low difficulty and challenge levels."
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Feitan analyzed, "Those high-difficulty cards aren't easy to obtain."
"But—" he chuckled softly, "their team's base has quite a stash of designated cards."
"Then let's take them all?" Phinks said eagerly.
"Of course, we're thieves after all!" Feitan casually drew a card, [Companion].
"Perfect, let's clean up those remaining guys and the ones that slipped away!" Phinks said excitedly.
Then, the two were enveloped in a blue-white beam of light, flying towards a certain location.
When two imnsely powerful mbers of the Phantom Troupe enter a ga and aim to clear it, peace is no longer an option.
After Gon and Killua finished washing dishes and left the restaurant, they found the streets sparsely populated.
Upon inquiry, they learned that new players had just gone on a killing spree in the square.
Reportedly, they killed over a dozen novice players.
Those poor players had just left the newbie plains and hadn't even exited the newbie village town before being killed without any gaming experience.
What a stroke of bad luck.
However, because of this, Killua and Gon beca aware of the ga's dangers and instability, as well as the existence of "player hunting."
For a mont, both felt a heavy weight on their hearts, intensifying their desire to grow stronger.
With such a severe massacre happening in the ga, the players who were killed naturally returned to Battera's castle, in front of the ga console.
The lingering scent of blood caused significant turmoil within the castle.
Battera, who valued Greed Island highly, had assigned personnel to monitor the players' status and report promptly.
Thus, when the bodies appeared, he rushed over imdiately upon receiving the news.
There, he witnessed a scene akin to hell on earth.
"What on earth happened?!"
Even after years of navigating the business world and experiencing nurous events, re deaths couldn't shake his resolve.
Yet, the scene before him was a shock.
"The ga just started, why are so many people dead?!"
Battera's pupils trembled, his hands slightly shaking, and cold sweat began to form on his forehead.
"Contact Tsezguerra!! Find out what's happening inside the ga!?"
After giving his instructions, he sat on a sofa prepared by his servants.
He took out a handkerchief, repeatedly wiping the sweat from his face.
"In all the years of hiring players for Greed Island, nothing like this has ever happened."
"Has there been a massive upheaval in the ga?"
"Or has so other major change occurred?"
"It feels like the situation is slipping out of control."
Battera sat there, unable to help but stare blankly.
His mind drifted back to the auction at Nampius, where Greed Island was bid on.
Among the faces that erged were those of Gon and Killua from the beginning.
"We must find out what's happening inside!"
As a player, Tsezguerranaturally sensed the ga's upheaval.
Using a spell card to check who currently held how many designated cards would make the situation clear.
"Feitan and Phinks?!"
Tsezguerrafrowned at the unfamiliar nas.
Just monts ago, these two nas rapidly climbed the card acquisition leaderboard.
Practically from nothing, they amassed a substantial collection in no ti.
They already held over fifty designated pocket cards.
Moreover, based on the ranking surge, it seed they were acquiring even more cards.
The number seed to increase almost every mont.
"I hadn't heard of these nas before. Are they new professional players?"
"But even for professional players, is it possible to collect so many cards right after entering the ga?!"
No one understood better than Tsezguerrahow difficult this ga was.
Clearing it through normal ans wouldn't allow for such rapid card acquisition.
"So, it seems they're hunting players, likely targeting skilled veteran players."
Tsezguerraquickly realized this, rapidly scanning the card holder leaderboard.
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