Chapter Ninety-Two: Radar, Hisoka, and the Little Apple

Amidst the thick fog of a misty wetland where visibility barely stretched ten meters, Kusakihara—known as the “radar” and the “walking compass”—found the second stage of the test to be a mere trifle.

The treacherous terrain swallowed both people and rocks alike. There were gelatinous spiders that wrapped and dried their prey, phosphorescent moths capable of paralyzing human nerves, head-hunting pines that drained creatures’ blood to nourish their own branches, and mine mushrooms that, under pressure, exploded with the force of a fragmentation grenade.

Under Kusakihara’s guidance, they skillfully avoided all these bizarre creatures without mishap.

Surrounded by the continuous screams echoing through the air, Hao Ren felt that the green energy drink they had was worth every penny.

At first, Yusuke was stubbornly refusing to trail behind Kusakihara, but Hao Ren persistently dragged him along.

Before long, Yusuke—who was usually perceptive but now overwhelmed by a terrifying sense of killing intent—suddenly turned with wide, horrified eyes, catching a faint but suffocating mix of blood scent and overwhelming murderous aura from behind. It was as if their heads had been plunged into murky waters, leaving them gasping for breath.

Though unaware of the exact events unfolding, Hao Ren guessed that Hisoka must have been on a rampage.

This time, Yusuke, his face ashen, said nothing and pressed forward briskly, while Kusakihara sharpened his senses to the utmost.

The three of them quickened their pace, both Hao Ren and Yusuke consuming their limited supply of energy drinks along the way.

After half an hour of running…

“Oh my, I didn’t expect to find such fresh and tasty apples here. I really need to improve my observation skills,” came a slender male voice laced with an eerie, perverse undertone, sending chills down the spine merely by hearing it.

The trio halted, their bodies stiff as they glanced warily behind them.

A jester costume, upright gray-green hair, a star and a teardrop tattoo beneath each eye, carrying a person slung over his shoulder who seemed neither dead nor alive.

“i~” The magician Hisoka greeted the three who were on high alert as if facing a formidable enemy.

Hisoka had employed a high-level Nen application called “Invisibility,” which suppressed the residual killing intent left after his rampage, allowing him to approach Kusakihara undetected.

Although Hisoka wore a smiling face, giving no hint of danger, Hao Ren noticed that Kusakihara and Yusuke were drenched in sweat with fear.

What to do now?

In front of this universally acknowledged dangerous Nen user, Hao Ren doubted he could survive even one round. More so, he was not one of the so-called “apples”—the targets Hisoka favored—and could easily be discarded as worthless trash.

Hisoka’s earlier “apple” remark was directed at Yusuke, a man destined to rival the Demon King himself.

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