Ugh ?"
How did I… fly?
That was the final thought that flashed through two of the guards' minds.
Their vision spun.
Their perspective shifted.
And for a brief, surreal moment
They saw their own bodies.
Then
Darkness.
As for the last one, he didn't even have time to think.
All he saw was a massive fist like a hammer filling his vision.
Then everything went black.
"Pa ta!"
Two severed heads fell from midair, crashing heavily onto the ground under gravity.
At the exact moment the three guards drew their pistols, Uvogin, Nobunaga Hazama, and Feitan Portor moved simultaneously.
Clean.
Precise.
Instant.
All three enemies were eliminated before they could even pull the trigger.
"This… this is… how is this possible?! They're just kids!!"
The bald man stood frozen, drenched in the blood of his subordinates. His body trembled uncontrollably, sweat pouring down his face as his voice broke.
"Uncle," Rimo said with a gentle smile, "do you understand now what I meant by 'ignorant'?"
The bald man's mind was already in chaos.
He didn't even question why his punch had stopped midair
Why it couldn't reach Rimo at all.
All he knew was fear.
Raw, overwhelming fear.
He turned to run.
He had to get away from these monsters.
But
He couldn't move.
His fist was suspended in the air, locked in place by an invisible force the passive defense of Rimo's technique, something far beyond ordinary applications of Ten.
He struggled.
Pulled.
Dragged at his own arm with his other hand.
Nothing worked.
"You… sorcery! You're monsters! Monsters disguised as humans!"
Rimo sighed slightly.
The desire to continue the conversation vanished.
He turned his head toward Chrollo Lucilfer.
"Captain, should we keep him? He looks like a small leader."
Chrollo glanced at the man briefly and shook his head.
"No need. Earlier, he said he could take us to their boss. That means the boss is likely here. In that case… he's unnecessary."
"Soga~"
Rimo nodded lightly.
Then
He raised his right hand.
Aura gathered.
Space distorted.
[Bombing Space]
A casual downward swipe
" puff!"
Just like the guards outside
The bald man's head vanished without a trace.
Clean.
Absolute.
No resistance.
Rimo waved his hand slightly, using his defensive field to push the spraying blood aside.
"Let's go in."
He stepped forward and pushed open the door shaped like a demonic maw.
"BOOM! ZAKARAKA !"
A wall of sound crashed into them.
Deafening music roared from all directions, shaking the air itself.
Below, the dance floor was chaos people dancing wildly, bodies swaying under flashing lights. Some openly smoked unknown substances, others staggered in intoxication.
Everyone frowned.
Not because of fear
But because of the noise.
Rimo clicked his tongue, casually producing a tissue and cleaning his ear.
Then he leaned toward Uvogin and said something quietly.
After that, he conjured several industrial-grade noise-canceling earplugs and handed them out.
One by one, they put them on.
Silence returned.
When everyone was ready
Uvogin stepped forward.
He inhaled deeply.
Aura surged into his chest, then concentrated in his throat an application bordering on advanced Nen control through vibration and sound.
Then he roared.
"You bastards! Shut up! Call your boss!!!"
His voice exploded outward.
Even over the music, it dominated everything.
The walls trembled.
"POP! POP! POP!"
Speakers burst simultaneously.
Circuits fried.
The sound system collapsed instantly under the pressure.
"Ah !! My ears!!"
"What the hell ?! I can't hear!"
Screams erupted.
Some clutched their ears in agony.
Others collapsed outright.
A few unlucky ones had their eardrums ruptured on the spot.
Within seconds
The entire bar fell into chaos.
Then silence.
Broken only by scattered cries of pain.
Rimo nodded in satisfaction.
Sometimes, brute force really was the simplest solution.
Soon
Hidden doors on both sides burst open.
A group of armed men rushed out.
Behind them
A fat man stumbled forward, barely dressed, still adjusting his clothes.
Judging by his demeanor and the bodyguards around him
He was clearly the boss.
"Dammit! Which idiot is causing trouble here?! You've got a death wish !"
He stopped mid-curse.
His eyes widened as he took in the scene
Bodies everywhere.
Guests collapsed.
Equipment destroyed.
And at the center
Only Rimo and his group stood untouched.
The culprit was obvious.
He pointed directly at Uvogin.
"It was you, wasn't it?! You think you can just wreck my place like this?! Don't you know whose territory this is?!"
At that moment, Chrollo calmly removed his earplugs and stepped forward, smiling.
"You must be the boss here. We'd like to discuss "
But
He was cut off.
"Shut up! Who cares what you want?! Kill them!"
The fat man didn't bother listening.
In a place like this, strength spoke louder than words.
Negotiation?
Meaningless.
Not when your bar had just been destroyed.
"Da-da-da-da !"
Gunfire erupted instantly.
Dozens of bullets tore through the air.
The troupe scattered immediately.
At this stage, even they couldn't casually tank bullets head-on.
Except
Rimo.
He laughed.
It was rare to see Chrollo Lucilfer caught off guard like that.
Taking a single step forward, he positioned himself in front of Machi and Pakunoda.
Right now, neither of them had the physical conditioning to withstand gunfire directly.
"Om !"
[Unlimited Technique] activated.
Every bullet
Stopped.
Midair.
Frozen just centimeters in front of Rimo.
No matter how many were fired
None could pass.
The gangsters didn't understand.
So they kept shooting.
More bullets.
More force.
Until
A wall of suspended bullets formed in front of Rimo.
Reality itself seemed to break.
The scene shattered their understanding.
One by one
Their expressions twisted.
Eyes widened.
Pupils shrank.
They stared at Rimo
Who stood there smiling calmly
Like something no longer human.
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