"Bang!"
Just as Hiram and Illumi were locked in a stalemate, Killua "burst out" from the rubble behind Hiram.
"Ugh, what was that just now? A terrorist attack targeting the Royal Family of the Kukan Kingdom?" Killua jumped out of the rubble, nonchalantly patting the dust and grit off himself.
"To survive an explosion like this, this child is also very abnormal," Hiram glanced at Killua from the corner of his eye, but for now, the biggest threat to him was Illumi in front of him.
"Two against one, extremely disadvantageous for me." Hiram took a small step back, but immediately bumped into the unconscious President on the ground.
"What are your objectives?"
Hiram looked at Illumi with a grim expression, asking a seemingly foolish verbal question. In reality, he was stalling for time. The Kukan Kingdom's rapid response force needed 15 minutes to reach here. Before that, every second he could stall was precious.
"You don't need to try and stall for time, Mr. Hiram." Illumi calmly took a slow step forward with his right leg. "Fifteen minutes is enough time for us to kill you and leave this city."
Looking at Illumi, who took a step forward, Hiram's sense of danger surged, but he still asked, "Kill me? Not Mr. President?"
Facing Hiram's confusion, Illumi's eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't want to waste any more time, so he looked at Killua.
"Killua, since he's your target, I'll leave him to you." As Illumi spoke, he turned and walked towards a collapsed stone pillar, sitting on it, intending to watch the show. He had originally prepared to fight against a large number of agents and Nen users, but a single ground-to-air missile had made things much easier for him.
"Alright."
Killua didn't waste words. He pulled out four Nen needles from behind him, gripping them between his fingers, with a faint aura covering them.
"Nen user!"
Hiram sensed the change in Killua's aura and immediately covered his eyes with aura, seeing the transformation of the Nen needles in Killua's hand.
"Come on, show me your abilities too." Killua stood his ground, his long, straight black hair swaying in the wind, looking at Hiram with empty eyes. "Let me see the strength of a veteran Nen user."
"Two against one, very disadvantageous." Hiram glanced at Illumi from the corner of his eye. Although the other party didn't intend to participate in the battle now, it was certain that if he didn't die within fifteen minutes, a one-on-one situation would instantly turn into a two-on-one. If Kamran and Wolk were here now, it would be great.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Just as Hiram was thinking this, continuous whooshing sounds rang out, and Killua's Nen needles were already attacking him. Hiram noticed the incoming Nen needles. The aura in his body rapidly surged, condensing around his arms, turning into two golden lights that he rapidly swung.
"Clang, clang, clang!" With a series of metallic clangs, Killua's Nen needles were all parried and fell to the ground.
"Sword?"
Killua looked at the two golden lights on Hiram's arms. The shape of those golden lights was exactly that of a sword.
"It seems long-range attacks won't work."
As Killua spoke, he pulled out eight more Nen needles from behind him. With a flick of his arms, he scattered the Nen needles in his hand in all directions.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft..."
Accompanied by the sound of Nen needles piercing skin and flesh, eight Nen needles landed on the heads of intact corpses.
"Ugh, this number is currently the limit I can perfectly control."
Killua lightly exhaled, looking at Illumi with his characteristic emotionless eyes.
"How is it?"
"Not bad." Illumi sat on a collapsed stone pillar, his right leg bent and resting on the edge of the pillar, while his left leg dangled leisurely below. He looked at Killua and chuckled. "You'd better hurry. Five minutes have already been wasted since the explosion began."
"You only have ten minutes to kill him now."
As Illumi spoke, his gaze subtly shifted for a split second, unnoticed by anyone.
"You're right."
Killua nodded lightly upon hearing this, retracted his gaze, and looked back at the wary Hiram.
"Not good."
Hiram looked around, thinking to himself that this was bad. He saw the corpses with Nen needles stuck in their heads slowly begin to move.
"Heh heh..."
The dead or dying corpses stiffly rose from the ground, their eyes rolled back, blood and drool uncontrollably flowing from their mouths, making a chilling "heh heh" sound. These controlled corpses moved stiffly and slowly, like puppets on strings, surrounding Hiram in a circle.
"Manipulation-type ability?"
"They're just like zombies."
A cold sweat dripped down Hiram's forehead, but he wasn't worried that these zombies would harm him. He was worried about Illumi, who was sitting on the stone pillar. Illumi's presence was too strong, preventing him from fully engaging Killua without reservation.
"Don't worry, he won't make a move. He won't make a move until I fail."
Killua's empty eyes fixed on Hiram. With a lowered gaze, his feet flickered, and he suddenly rushed towards Hiram with a "whoosh."
"Heh heh...!!"
As Killua moved, the stiff, slow zombies suddenly roared like beasts, their mouths agape. They squatted abruptly, then scrambled wildly on the ground using both hands and feet, moving as agilely as mountain monkeys, without any stiffness or sluggishness. And at this moment, Killua was already in close quarters.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Killua held the Nen needles in his hand, concentrating a dense attack specifically on Hiram's head.
"You want to stick that needle in my head? Don't dream about it!"
Hiram blocked Killua with a sword, and seizing the moment his body hesitated, he raised his right leg. With a "bang," he delivered a knee strike to Killua's abdomen, sending Killua flying backward.
"Sword of Justice!"
At the same time, the light sword in Hiram's hand glowed intensely. He swung his right arm horizontally, powerfully slashing at Killua, who was flying backward through the air.
"Whoosh!"
A powerful golden light burst forth. The light sword in Hiram's hand, originally only a meter long, actually extended to over ten meters, sweeping horizontally towards the retreating Killua.
"Heh~!"
Just then, a zombie suddenly appeared behind the flying Killua. Killua stepped on the zombie's shoulder, leaping high into the air, easily dodging the sword. The zombie, serving as a stepping stone, was "whooshed" across its waist by the light sword, its body cut into two halves from the waist down, blood splattering.
"Damn it."
Hiram saw Killua leap into the air by stepping on a zombie. His gaze turned to the other zombies, and he swung his light sword with all his might at the zombies charging towards him.
"If I can't deal with the main target, then I'll deal with these small fries first."
But who would have thought that as his dozen-meter-long light sword swept towards those zombies, the zombies would suddenly "whoosh" and simultaneously leap high from the ground, dodging his attack.
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