"Lord Gotoh, there are sounds coming from the foot of the mountain. I am afraid that group has already entered Mike's territory. They should be Young Master Killua's friends, should we intervene..."
A male servant said with so concern.
Gotoh's expression was also sowhat solemn at this mont, but this was Illumi's arrangent. Within this family, Killua's status could not compare to Illumi's. After all, the other party was the eldest son, and his strength and various aspects were much more outstanding.
Although Gotoh really wanted to help Killua, his identity dictated that he could not interfere with everything happening today.
"Since they chose to co here, they should have made the corresponding preparations. We just need to do what we are supposed to do."
Gotoh was silent for a few seconds before finally shaking his head helplessly.
Once he overstepped his authority and took action, he would inevitably be punished by the true masters.
The other male servants also lowered their heads one by one and spoke no more.
At the sa ti.
Inside a secret room.
Illumi Zoldyck was standing quietly. In front of him was a burly man with shoulder-length curly blonde hair, radiating an imnse sense of oppression.
Silva Zoldyck!
The current head of the family, and also his father.
"You are saying that during the Hunter Exam, you encountered a very difficult opponent, to the point where you had no confidence in defeating him, and that person is Killua's friend, Riku?"
"And you even suspect this person possesses a disguise ability similar to yours, and he attended that Hunter Exam as an examiner."
"The strength the other party displayed even defeated Hisoka the Magician? He might have reached our level? And he also demonstrated mastery over Lightning Nen?"
Silva Zoldyck's expression was more solemn than ever before.
Because he had never heard his eldest son evaluate an opponent like this.
In his past mories, although this eldest son of his was reticent, he also possessed absolute pride and strength, and would never give so much evaluation to any single person.
One could imagine just how huge of an issue had occurred during this seemingly casual Hunter Exam!
Hisoka the Magician. Silva Zoldyck had naturally heard of this guy too. The other party's strength was absolutely not weak, perhaps even a sliver stronger than his eldest son.
Yet even such a powerful existence was thoroughly defeated during that exam.
Of course.
The defeat here refers to losing under those specific conditions at the ti. Whether it would be the sa in a true life-and-death battle was undecided, but one must know that the person who defeated such a powerful guy was rely a teenage brat.
And the other party did it while under the premise of a disguise!
As the head of the family, Silva Zoldyck was naturally proficient in this. He was very clear about this ability; once this ability was used to modify oneself, it was impossible to maintain a full-state combat capacity in the truest sense. Yet the other party was still able to do it.
And he even defeated a top-tier powerhouse in this state.
It seed the Hunter Association had truly recruited an incredible guy this ti.
"Are you suggesting that we team up to make him hand over his cultivation thods and his techniques regarding Lightning Nen?"
Silva Zoldyck narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at his eldest son.
Although Illumi Zoldyck rarely spoke and was mostly reticent, seemingly uninterested in everything.
As a father, he understood clearly.
At least compared to Killua, this eldest son was the most suitable candidate for the family's future and would inherit everything he had.
Whether it was doing things or in various other aspects, he was much more mature and steady.
But his choice this ti carried far too great a risk.
The abilities and value possessed by this Pro Hunter nad Riku were incredibly astonishing. If they could obtain the cultivation thod related to this ability from the other party, along with that special disguise technique, it would absolutely be of massive significance to the future developnt of the entire family.
Because as a top-tier assassination family, their requirents for disguise techniques were extrely high, and the other party also mastered that astonishing swordsmanship and Lightning Nen!
Once these abilities were obtained, they could even be passed down as family inheritances, allowing the entire family to grow even stronger in the future.
In fact, the reason Silva Zoldyck's family, or other top-tier families, were able to grow and far surpass ordinary people...
Their original accumulation was incredibly bloody, and that included the family inheritance techniques they possessed, which were all continuously collected.
"I need to consider this. If the other party truly possesses the terrifying potential you described, once we fail to handle him this ti, it ans our family will provoke a terrifying enemy that is almost impossible to ss with. For our family, it would be an almost apocalyptic disaster."
Silva Zoldyck fell silent, his expression incredibly heavy.
"He might have even more secrets. If we can obtain them, perhaps even you, Father... could take a step further."
Illumi suddenly said.
His words made Silva Zoldyck freeze for a mont.
In reality, at his level, wanting to improve any further was extrely difficult.
His strength was already equivalent to the true top-tier of this world, second only to soone on the level of the Hunter Association Chairman Netero, belonging to the top powerhouses of the next echelon!
And there were rumors.
Like Netero, if one could break through to this level known as humanity's strongest, their lifespan would also increase.
One must know that in this world, ordinary people lived at most to a few decades; those who could live over a hundred years were extrely rare.
But Netero, no one would doubt that this guy's lifespan absolutely exceeded 200 years.
Life is full of absolute temptation for any living creature.
Just as Silva Zoldyck was pondering, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
His gaze fixed toward the direction of the foot of the mountain.
"Father..."
Illumi still wanted to persuade him, because once it was confird that Riku was the examiner Kenpachi, with his strength alone, it was fundantally impossible to take Riku down!
But if he added his father Silva Zoldyck and his grandfather Zeno Zoldyck, that would be a different story.
In this world, even Netero facing such a super luxurious lineup wouldn't have a high chance of surviving!
He didn't believe Riku had reached Netero's level.
"Abandon this thought."
Silva suddenly spoke up.
"Hm?"
Illumi was stunned.
"I said, starting from now, you must completely abandon this thought. I do not allow you to have any such thoughts anymore. From this mont on, Riku and his group of companions are true friends of our family."
Silva Zoldyck's attitude suddenly took a direct 180-degree turn.
"Why?"
Illumi couldn't quite understand.
"Mike... is dead... before dying... it felt fear... There are not many things in this world that can make it feel fear. Even my father, your grandfather, never reached this extent..."
"This thought of yours is simply far too dangerous and will plunge our family into a place of eternal doom. So from now on, absolutely do not harbor this thought again."
"Riku is Killua's friend, and equally, he will beco our family's friend."
Silva Zoldyck's tone beca incredibly tough, sounding just like an order.
As the head of this family, the strength he possessed was naturally greater than Illumi's.
Just in this very instant, he clearly sensed that the demon breed hound from the Dark Continent raised by the family had died.
And before it died, it emitted an aura of unprecedented fear.
Even if it was just a mixed-breed magical beast, the Dark Continent creature bloodline within its body made it impossible for it to feel fear toward any creature in this world.
Even his father Zeno, who initially tad it, didn't make it feel fear; he only gained its recognition through continuously cultivating trust between both sides.
But now.
Mike was afraid!
It was absolutely not beaten into fear, but the other party absolutely possessed an aura capable of rivaling those true terrifying existences in the Dark Continent.
Such a guy was absolutely not soone their family could provoke.
"Since words have reached this point! I am afraid this ti... I must also give the other party an explanation. You caused this ss, Illumi. You better prepare yourself ntally."
Silva Zoldyck stood up and walked out with an indifferent expression, leaving Illumi standing blankly alone in the room.
...
Inside the underground dungeon.
On the walls of the dungeon, damp moisture and mold intertwined to create a suffocating atmosphere.
Killua was locked onto the cold stone wall by thick, heavy chains. His arms were hoisted high, forcing his body into an extrely uncomfortable posture.
His clothes were torn to shreds, and his body was covered with scars left from his escape.
Milluki walked into the dungeon holding a long whip in his hand, a cruel smile hanging on his face. There was not a trace of brotherly affection in his eyes, only anger toward Killua's betrayal of the family and the maintenance of his own authority.
"Did you think you could run away, Killua?" Milluki's voice echoed in the dungeon, cold and sharp.
Killua raised his head, his eyes devoid of fear. Instead, they held mockery: "I just wanted to pursue the life I want."
Milluki sneered, swung the whip, and lashed viciously at Killua's body.
The whip tore through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound, followed by a dull thud of impact.
Yet Killua had no reaction whatsoever, rely looking at him indifferently.
When he ran away from ho back then, he had sliced a gash open on this second brother's belly.
This was also why his second brother held such a grudge against him.
"You traitor!" Milluki roared, the whip landing on Killua's body ti and ti again. Every strike was like venting the anger and disappointnt in his heart.
However, Killua's endurance far exceeded Milluki's imagination. Under the harsh training of the Zoldyck family, Killua was long accustod to pain.
He closed his eyes, silently chanting his desire for freedom in his heart. This desire allowed him to surpass his physical limits.
"Are you tired, Milluki?" Killua suddenly spoke, his voice calm and firm. "I am almost falling asleep."
"Damn it! Damn it!!!"
Hearing these words, Milluki was completely enraged, whipping down viciously with the whip in his hand.
Piercing sounds of whipping rang out in the dungeon, accompanied by Killua's mocking laughter.
Both were children of the family, but his second brother didn't possess much combat power. Even letting the other party whip him freely was simply not enough to make Killua say the word "pain."
"Are you tired from whipping? Brother, what ti is it now?"
After a bout of whipping, Killua still showed not a sliver of pain. Instead, he asked with an incredibly calm expression.
This made Milluki feel his anger growing even denser. He directly pressed a lit cigarette butt against the other party's chest.
The searing hot cigarette butt burned Killua's skin.
"So hot, brother, I have reflected on it. It is my fault."
Killua dealt with him perfunctorily.
Smack!
The whip lashed down heavily, striking directly on his face.
"Don't get too full of yourself, Killua!! Liar!!" Milluki cursed angrily.
"Hehe, you saw right through !"
Killua laughed.
Suddenly.
The fat guy's phone rang. It was their mother calling.
"Oh, hahahaha! Killua, did you know there is so good news? That group of friends of yours actually ca here looking for you. However, they were very unlucky and mistakenly entered the area where our family's watchdog is. By now, they should have been eaten until only bones are left."
"I wonder if you'll be able to recognize them when you see their bones. I imagine it will be very difficult. After all, that guy Mike eats people without spitting out the bones. Hahahaha!!!"
The fat guy laughed wildly in excitent.
Back then, he almost died at the hands of this genius younger brother. Now that he finally had the chance to torture him, especially to make the other party's mind collapse, it was simply the best.
But the instant he spoke these words, the expression of Killua, who was hanging from the chains, changed drastically. His eyes beca incomparably cold and sharp.
Crack!
He actually snapped those incredibly tough iron chains directly, breaking free from his confinent with extre ease.
"Milluki, if you dare touch him, I will kill you!"
Killua's voice was incomparably cold, chilling to the bone.
As heirs of an assassination family, killing each other was permitted by the head of the family and was even a tradition over the years.
Crack! Crack!!
Killua effortlessly broke all the iron locks binding him, and then directly shattered the shackles.
The reason he was willing to accept punishnt here was out of respect for his father and grandfather, but it had nothing to do with this second brother in front of him.
At this mont, two figures were slowly walking over.
It was shockingly a short old man with his hands behind his back, along with Silva Zoldyck!
"Grandpa, Dad! This guy Killua doesn't have any intention of reflecting! He still wants to ss around with that group of guys!"
Seeing the family elders approach, the fat guy hastily went over to report.
"Enough! Milluki, I know. You go back, go busy yourself with your own matters."
The old man Zeno said, hunched over with his hands behind his back.
"But... Grandpa..."
"Listen to the arrangent."
Silva repeated. The fat guy instantly didn't dare say anything more and could only leave sullenly. Before leaving, he couldn't help but shoot Killua a threatening glare.
Killua, however, didn't even look at his father and grandfather. Instead, after breaking free from the shackles, he was going to walk right out.
"Where are you going? Killua!"
Silva spoke up.
"I am leaving here. I am going to save my friends. They cannot die in Mike's mouth. If Father and Grandpa want to stop , I absolutely will not give up either."
Killua stared at the two with a resolute expression.
"Oh, absolutely will not give up. Do you an you intend to attack and your grandfather at the sa ti?"
Silva said indifferently.
Killua's expression instantly beca incredibly solemn, and he directly assud a combat stance.
He understood that it was absolutely impossible for him to be their match. Let alone dealing with two, either one of them could easily crush him.
But he absolutely would not allow himself to do nothing and watch his friends die right before his eyes.
"Stop scaring Killua, Silva."
Zeno, however, laughed.
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