An intentionally sneaky attack unexpectedly missed.
Although related to not freely using Nen, it somewhat indicated the dog-masked man's strength.
But…
Law looked at the Aura covering the dog-masked man.
Earlier, when this person dodged the attack, he expelled Aura onto his hands like a nouveau riche. From this, one could see his mastery in Nen Technique was indeed weak.
This information matched exactly what Ging said.
'What a shame.'
Law flexed his right hand. If he had used a sword earlier, even if he couldn't freely use Nen abilities, at least this sneak attack wouldn't have missed.
The reason for not using a sword, same as wearing a mask, was to eliminate any risk of being recognized by Machi and the others.
Although currently unsure where Machi and the others were, this precautionary preparation was necessary.
"Oh, a Nen User, and a disabled one at that."
The dog-masked man coldly glanced at Law's empty left sleeve, then at Law's white-gloved right hand.
Being interrupted while harvesting experience made him unhappy.
People relatively close, seeing someone finally appear like a savior, felt some relief amidst fear. But what remained in the blink of an eye was the thought to escape this place quickly.
They glanced at the ugly-faced Law, grateful, then more frantically tried to squeeze through the human flow.
Crack.
Law didn't engage the dog-masked man in conversation, cracked his knuckles, and took several steps forward.
"So weak, yet daring to deliver yourself to me? But cheap for me!"
Seeing the scant Nen on Law, the dog-masked man's heartbeat gradually quickened.
If not for that, he wouldn't want to be tied down by a Nen User… he'd continue charging into the crowd for slaughter.
Thinking this, a ferocious smile appeared on his face beneath the mask.
The dog-masked man stomped, choosing to take the initiative.
In his view, the not-so-strong Law was worth temporarily giving up large amounts of experience.
After all, a Nen User's experience started at ten levels!
Watching the dog-masked man charge straight at him, Law remained calm, standing still. To outsiders, he seemed petrified.
At this moment, the crowd grateful for Law's intervention had no time to watch the fight, only thinking of quickly escaping the suddenly appearing deadly threat.
'Are those dog claw gloves conjured? Meaning the opponent is a Conjurer. But this offensive style…'
Law speculated, then met the attacking dog-masked man.
Swish!
Streaks like ribbons, two claws swept towards Law from left and right.
'No Ryu.'
Seeing the Nen distribution during the attack up close, Law immediately judged. Without hesitation, he took a small step back, avoiding the dog-masked man's attack.
'Anyone normal would think these gloves were conjured using my Nen, focusing on the gloves. Hmph, actually it's a trap!'
The dog-masked man inwardly sneered several times, quickly pressing Law, showing a trend of mindlessly fighting close combat.
Swish, swish, swish!
The claws' sharpness overflowed but didn't hit Law once.
In contrast, the dog-masked man showed no reaction to repeated missed attacks.
Since wearing a mask, Law couldn't see his expression.
"What, appearing like a hero, yet fighting so cowardly?"
Seeing Law constantly dodging, the dog-masked man coldly mocked.
Law remained unmoved, patiently waiting for an opportunity.
Currently, he couldn't even use Ken covering his entire body. The opponent was the type to use Aura like a nouveau riche. To avoid capsizing in a ditch, he needed to be cautious.
But caution didn't mean cowardice… it meant ensuring one hundred percent victory.
Then, Law seized an opportunity to counterattack. The moment the dog-masked man's claw swing was too wide, causing his right arm to drop excessively, Law extended his right hand, aiming straight for the dog-masked man's chest.
Just then, the dog-masked man revealed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, twisted his waist, and kicked towards Law's neck.
This kick didn't target Law's extended right hand but aimed at Law's vital spot.
Moreover, this kick was the dog-masked man's real trump card.
He wasn't a Conjurer but an Enhancer.
His strongest attack wasn't claws but a kick that could concentrate his entire body's power in a short time.
"Die!"
Wind gusts swirled… the foot stabbed towards Law's neck like a bayonet.
Seeing the Nen-covered, imposing kick approaching, Law remained calm, as if already knowing the dog-masked man's backup move.
The forward-extending palm suddenly traced a semi-circular arc, scooping downward. The palm struck the dog-masked man's calf.
Crack!
The dog-masked man's kicked thigh abruptly bent into an 'L' shape. Pale bone broke through skin and trouser leg, stained with blood, exposed to air.
Without seeing Law exert much force, such an exaggerated effect resulted.
The dog-masked man also completely didn't understand what happened. In a daze, he suddenly screamed, then lost balance and fell.
"No, it shouldn't be like this!"
"Such weak Nen, how could it break my thigh?!"
Cold sweat seeped from beneath the mask. The man looked at the nearby Law with a terrified gaze.
At this moment, he seemed to become the ordinary people he slaughtered earlier.
Seeing the dog-masked man's true colors once defeated, Law said flatly, "The force breaking your thigh wasn't mine, it was your own."
Before his words faded, Law delivered the final blow… a palm piercing the heart, clean and decisive.
The specially worn white glove was immediately soaked red with blood.
After killing the dog-masked man, Law immediately activated the White Smoke Font's ability, absorbing the Nen remaining from the dog-masked man.
Instantly, the value representing countdown time rapidly decreased.
'Forty days!'
Checking the final reduced time, Law's eyes lit up.
'This dog-masked man's level was probably higher than the previously killed one, hence reducing forty days.'
'Meaning, level indeed affected gains.'
'With some luck, it might be unsealed completely here.'
Law instantly felt motivated.
The experience of stepping onto the Dark Continent, then being stuck at the coastline unable to move for a while… just thinking about it felt uncomfortable.
But now, the woman named Morena brought him many experience packs.
Law's consciousness broke free from the White Smoke Font, listening attentively to the directions of screams.
Then, ignoring the astonished looks from the fleeing crowd towards him earlier, he headed straight for the next target.
If the slaughtered ordinary people were cicadas, the perpetrators were mantises, but he wasn't a sparrow… he was a hunter with a rifle.
The slaughter continued…
In the sunshade area, Muirana narrowed her eyes, watching the chaotic crowd.
The tragic, desperate screams sounded like the world's most beautiful music to her ears.
'Right, just like this.'
She thought.
However, she didn't yet know her ability became a dowry for a certain monster in the crowd.
That certain monster referred to Law, also to a certain Nen Exorcist named Elaine.
Some people were special from birth, while some were special after death.
When special meets special…