Without the Patriarch's permission, spying is... a grave offense!
Fortunately, Scarface with one eye didn't have to wait long— a phone call came in, making the two of them pause, completely stunned.
"Young Master Roy... exploded!"
On the first floor of the Zoldyck Family castle, Tsubone arrived right after Killua in a hurry, trembling as she held her phone....
In the small bedroom ahead,
the three generations of Zoldyck Patriarchs were gathered, blocking the small bathroom door, looking inside with dark expressions... a brewing storm of anger was brewing!
The old butler dared not make a sound, standing by the window, hurriedly supporting Killua, who screamed and fainted on the spot. In his hand, the phone slipped, "Clatter~" fell to the ground, scaring Killua into crying loudly......
"Wah... wah...." The child's cries added fuel to the storm!
After Silva and Zeno, Illumi rushed in, and the moment he saw everyone gathered in Roy's bedroom, his body stiffened, as if hit by lightning, losing his ability to think on the spot... blank... his mind went blank... his heart was blank... even his pupils lost focus.....
The young man staggered like a zombie, pushing past Tsubone, pushing past Killua, squeezing into the bedroom, and craning his neck to look into the shower room. The sight of bloodstains pricked him like needles, piercing his heart instantly, causing his knees to buckle, unable to stand, "Thud~" kneeling to the ground!
"Who did it... who on earth did it... Father... Grandfather... Great-Grandfather... tell me,"
"You damn well tell me, who the hell did it?!"
Suddenly, the young man's long black hair shot upwards, eyes void of light, lifting his head sharply, he couldn't contain the murderous intent, soaring skyward!
Behind him... then another person entered, "Thud~" kneeling beside Illumi... his eyes vacant, glasses sliding down his nose, crawling on hands and knees to the shower room door, seeing the floor, the ceiling, the walls, all stained with blood and Roy's fragmented remains... Wutong staggered, sprawling on the ground, gasping heavily, his mind crashing!
'Dead... the young master is dead... the young master is dead....' Scenes flashed in his mind, Wutong dazed for a moment, then straightened his back, pulled out the "Divine Spear" Roy gave him from his bosom, and aimed it at his own temple, "Bang~" pulling the trigger!
Who knew... a Bone Sword, faster than a "Nen Bullet," brushed past Maha, Silva, and Zeno's shoulders of the Zoldyck Family's three generations, arriving instantly in front of Wutong, forcing the Nen Bullet out... crashing into the western wall with a loud noise, leaving a bowl-sized transparent hole!
"Stop wailing, instead of that, why don't you have the kitchen prepare some food... I'm hungry......."
A familiar voice weakly echoed in the room with the Bone Sword.....
Wutong froze,
Illumi froze,
Tsubone froze,
The rest, Silva, Zeno, and Maha all stern-faced, followed by Maha grinding his teeth, cursing, "I just left, and you're causing this mess!"
"What, now that you've killed a god, you think... you're unstoppable?"
Godkiller? Silva and Zeno exchanged a glance, their expressions serious... unless they sensed that Roy's Nen was still there, not dissipating, and Maha stood firm, nailed in place... either Zeno or Silva, might have gone mad!
"It hurts... it hurts... it hurts....." Roy, fallen on the floor, grimaced, didn't dare make a sound, let alone retort.
The augmentation was real, the boost was indeed real, but the process of enhancement was too brutal, way beyond his imagination.
Fortunately, the Bone Sword stopped Wutong from seeking death in time,
With the "Rebirth by Blood" as backing, his life was without worries,
Yet, being hit by severe pain, he temporarily lost consciousness, causing misunderstandings with his great-grandfather, grandfather, father, and the entire Zoldyck Family... it served as a warning to Roy, not to rush next time, better to improve gradually as a strategy.
The young man finally regained consciousness, hastily operating his Nen to activate "Rebirth by Blood"....
Under the "trickling" shower, organs, blood, bones, and eyeballs began to converge, forming a cocoon of blood around Roy, a faint heartbeat can be heard "Thud~ Thud~" growing louder... starting faintly, pounding like a drum in the middle, finally exploding like muffled thunder....
Maha squinted, spoke without turning his head: "Silva, take Killua back, don't scare the child."
The man deeply looked at the cocoon of blood, able to feel the abundant, fiery "blood" and "Nen" within, after being silent for a moment, turned… picked up the unconscious Killua, and returned to the second-floor bedroom with Tsubone and the old butler, holding Killua.
"Step... step...." The man's footsteps came anxiously and heavy, leaving joyous and heavy… different, as Zeno cast a casual glance, retracted, clasped his hands behind, spoke to Maha: "Grandfather, Silva... feels pressured now."
"Thud... thud...." The heartbeat was powerful, continuing like a muffled thunder....
Maha gave a cold snort, quietly awaited the moment the blood cocoon shattered, tilting his head, glanced at him: "He feels pressured, you don't?"
The old man didn't spare sarcasm: "Being a grandfather, unable to surpass your grandson, that raggedy outfit you flaunt all day, better off not wearing it."
"One kill a day, active career?"
"Amounting to nothing!"
Zeno: "...."
For a moment speechless, suddenly slapped Illumi: "What's up with you? Stiff necked, who are you going to kill? Get back to bed already!"
"Slap~" a muffled sound, Zeno used "Ten"... Illumi's forehead visibly swelled, instantly snapping him out, his head hanging, retracting the murderous intent, yet stubbornly didn't leave, just retreated to the corner, seemingly not at ease until... someone is safe.
Drawing a breath of relief, Zeno no longer bothered with him, instead glanced at Wutong remaining kneeling on the ground, not without satisfaction instructed: "You heard, Roy's hungry, rather than being dumbstruck, better prepare breakfast early."
Still holding the "Infinite Handgun,"
Wutong seemed finally to return to his senses, exhaled deeply, replied: "Yes."
He rose, supporting his knees, looking back at the blood cocoon every few steps... about to leave, when Zeno called out: "I want tomato scrambled eggs."
"I want fish-flavored pork." Maha followed without turning his head: "Also brew some ginger tea, old man... need some soothing today....
As for who angered him... within the blood cocoon, Roy feigned ignorance, coughed, after Maha, called out Wutong: "I'll take bacon and eggs, remember, ten servings!"
"Grumble, grumble~" The new body yet to be fully reconstructed... Roy already felt his stomach growling....
The young man exchanged a glance with the younger butler from within the dense blood, ... Wutong immediately pushed his glasses at the nose bridge, raised his voice: "Yes, young master!"
Followed by exiting the room towards the kitchen, his steps much lighter than when he came in....
"Rumble~" At this moment, the night had deepened into the early morning... precisely three o'clock, the corner's wooden clock chimed the hour.....
After ten seconds... thirty seconds... a minute... two minutes... five minutes of waiting, finally, at the sixth minute,
The blood cocoon within the shower room, "Crack" appeared a crack, followed by... a strong, slender, firm arm suddenly jutting out, then....
Just listen,
"Crack... crack... crack....."
More cracks appeared,
The light grew stronger,
Until,
The cocoon broke!
Light condensed, reached the pinnacle, forming a blazing sun, illuminating the bedroom, illuminating the corridor, radiating light recklessly, making it hard to keep one's eyes open....
Maha, Zeno, and Illumi looked on together.....
At the very center of the light, Roy's form unfolded,
Into sight, was——
A head of waist-length silver hair!