Chapter 104: Sealing Jutsu
The scene was pure madness.
Kurapika and the others weren't about to stay inside the car as targets. They leaped out, forming a defensive triangle, weapons at the ready.
Ronin's gaze tracked the Elder hiding within the charging mob.
He knew that killing the source was the only way to stop this suicidal firestorm.
Theodore's ability was elite. Based on the manga's logic, death wouldn't end his Hatsu; instead, it would likely trigger Post-Mortem Nen, causing the marks on his puppets to become permanent and even more volatile.
But what of it?
Ronin wanted to see the truth of this legendary phenomenon.
He activated his left eye. Amenotokotachi focused its power on the space directly around Theodore's head.
He didn't need to freeze the whole street—just the air around the Elder. This not only immobilized him but also ensured that as time passed, Theodore would begin to suffocate as the oxygen within the frozen pocket remained static and un-breathable.
The Susanoo dissolved. Ronin's hands blurred into seals.
Lightning Style Chakra Mode.
He became a streak of blue light, moving so fast that the suicide bombers couldn't even register his passage. In a heartbeat, he had woven through the fanatics and appeared beside the frozen Elder.
Theodore hated outsiders.
Especially outsiders who came to take what belonged to Meteor City.
Ronin was a violation of his creed. That was why he had ignored Ryan's invitation to collaborate—Theodore wanted to kill the intruder his way.
He wanted to see the outsider reduced to ash by the righteous explosions of his people. Only blood could satisfy him.
But he had underestimated the intruder.
This spatial freezing ability suggested a powerful Emitter.
The defensive skeletal construct reinforced that theory—likely a highly evolved Nen Beast.
Faced with the stasis, Theodore had two choices. One was to try and blast his way out using the "Sun and Moon" marks on his own hands.
In theory, it was possible. Space-stasis abilities usually relied on dense aura pressure to "stiffen" reality. A concentrated high-yield explosion could potentially shatter that density and restore movement.
But then, Ronin deactivated his Nen shield and shrouded himself in lightning.
Transmutation?
To master two disparate categories to this degree was the hallmark of a genius.
And lightning always meant speed.
Theodore pivoted his strategy. He decided to give the boy a parting gift.
He was a zealot of the Junkyard. He was already prepared to die.
If Ronin wanted to get close while he was frozen, Theodore would complete his "Art": Self-Detonation.
Theodore's free hands—not caught in the stasis field—moved toward each other.
Ronin reached him just as the palms were about to touch.
A cold, fanatic smile touched Theodore's lips behind his mask. "Boom," he mouthed.
But nothing happened.
Instead, Theodore felt his aura vanishing, sucked into a void. In an instant, he regressed from a powerful Elder to a common man.
Fuinjutsu: Four Symbols Seal.
This was a powerful sealing formula used to lock away evil energies through the circulation of the four seasonal symbols.
Ronin had been experimenting with this technique on Owl. He discovered that while Nen wasn't inherently "evil" like demon chakra, it was still a form of vital energy that could be suppressed.
Against a normal person, the seal was a death sentence for their aura. It forced the target into a permanent, artificial state of Zetsu.
Of course, the duration depended on the relative aura capacity of the user and the target.
With Ronin's current output, he could lock Theodore's Nen for at least ten seconds. And ten seconds was an eternity for a killer.
Hell Stab: Four-Finger Nukite.
Ronin's hand pierced Theodore's back, driving straight through his heart.
He waited for the Post-Mortem Nen to flare.
Celestial Stasis deactivated. Theodore's body slumped forward, eyes filled with shock and malice.
He died in a state of Zetsu. Not a single drop of aura leaked from his corpse.
There was no ghostly residue. No post-mortem curse.
Ronin noticed the Four Symbols Seal on the corpse actually grew tighter, glowing with a dark light.
A theory flashed in his mind.
Did Theodore try to trigger Post-Mortem Nen?
If so, the seal's mechanics—designed to suppress "evil" or "overwhelming" energy—must have identified the surge of death-fueled aura as a threat and neutralized it instantly.
The seal hadn't just blocked his normal Nen; it had effectively "bottled" the curse.
If he undid the seal now, the explosion of stored death-aura would likely be catastrophic.
The bombings on the street stopped. The marks on the fanatics' hands vanished as the source was sealed.
But the zealots didn't stop charging. Blinded by faith, they continued their suicidal assault on Kurapika's group.
Shizuku was the most ruthless, her vacuum cleaner becoming a blood-soaked mallet.
Kurapika was more surgical, using his chains to incapacitate and knock out the attackers.
Neon was the most unsettling. She followed behind, picking "trophies" from the fallen with a clinical, detached eye. In terms of sheer gore, she made the others look civilized.
Ronin signaled them to stay vigilant. He formed a cross-seal.
Shadow Clone Jutsu.
The main body retreated, while the clone stepped toward Theodore's corpse.
The clone injected Chakra, undoing the seal.
In that instant, the marks reappeared on Theodore's hands. A torrent of black, oily aura erupted from the body.
The fanatics on the street suddenly felt the marks burn back into their skin!
I knew it.
The clone reached out to re-apply a seal, but the moment his fingers touched the corpse, a minus (-) mark appeared on his palm.
BOOM!
A massive explosion erupted instantly!
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