He had sabotaged Netero, allowing Gon to get the volleyball.
After that, Law decisively left.
Saying he 'fled the scene' wasn't quite accurate, as his primary concern was Killua's current state.
'Although I'd really love to see Netero's reaction...'
Law could only express regret and headed in the direction Killua had gone.
Soon, Law caught the scent of blood and quickened his pace towards its source.
In the corridor, a body lay on the floor, the head split into several pieces, a pool of blood spreading beneath it.
Killua stood expressionless, his clothes tucked under his left arm, his right palm raised, nails elongated, the veins on the back of his hand clearly visible.
Killua was highly sensitive at this moment. He suddenly turned, his eyes, tainted with a dark aura, fixed intently on Law who had arrived.
He stared silently at Law, not bothering to conceal the killing intent emanating from within him… a reaction to the frustration stirred by Netero, now fully unleashed.
This state was also a result of years of forced training by Illumi. Whether it was casually killing a child in front of him or demonstrating how to most efficiently take a life, it had all been ingrained.
This continuous indoctrination, planning his life for him from an early age, coupled with the needle that often affected Killua's judgment and mental state, occasionally caused Killua to experience brief episodes of instability amidst his internal conflicts.
To readjust from this state he himself despised, venting killing intent seemed to be the only method… a result accumulated over time through the subtle, long-term influence of Illumi.
Even though Killua had chosen to run away from home to escape this life, the habits deeply ingrained in his soul were extremely difficult to change.
Law glanced at the examinee killed by Killua, then slowly looked at Killua. His eyes held no emotion, only a dark killing intent.
Only now did Law realize that the changes in Killua exceeded his imagination.
'Was it because of my own influence that Illumi had intensified his methods?'
"Killua." The muscles in Law's throat returned to normal as he called out Killua's name.
Hearing the familiar voice, Killua jolted. The darkness in his eyes receded, returning to their original color.
"Law?" He looked at Law, his eyes widening slowly. The doubts he had during the examination process were instantly resolved.
"It's me."
Law walked slowly towards Killua.
A look of joy appeared on Killua's face, but then he instinctively glanced at the corpse he had mutilated and suddenly became flustered.
Seeing this, Law sighed inwardly. In a flash, he appeared beside the corpse, pressed his palm down, gathered the body and bloodstains into a single mass, and then absorbed it into the Kuro's space.
If Kuro were awake, he could directly stuff it into his digestive stomach. But since Kuro was still dormant, he could only store it in the storage space, being careful not to let it contaminate the other stored items.
"Law, I..." Killua hung his head, like a child who had done something wrong.
Law stood before him, unsure of what to say.
Suddenly, Killua felt a cold, electric current flash through his body, spreading throughout his limbs in an instant.
An image of Illumi, shrouded in dark aura, appeared in his mind, as if standing right behind him.
"Kill him."
"Kill him."
"Kill him."
Illumi's icy, emotionless voice pierced through Killua's entire being.
Darkness once again tainted Killua's eyes. At the same time, a faint Aura appeared around his body.
He struck without any warning, his nails sharpened, aiming for Law's heart.
Law's eyes narrowed. He suddenly raised his hand, tightly gripping Killua's striking palm.
Killua jerked his head up, cold killing intent swirling across his face. As he was about to continue the attack with his left arm, an intense sense of crisis washed over him like a storm.
The Aura Law inadvertently emitted was like a roaring tiger charging down a mountain, while Killua was merely a house cat.
Such a stark difference caused the needle in Killua's brain to activate, completely seizing the initiative to flee.
Crack.
Without the slightest hesitation, Killua broke his own arm bone and altered his muscle tissue, causing his arm to seemingly shrink instantly, using this as a price to break free from Law's grip.
Then, he retreated at his fastest speed. When he was fifty meters away, he suddenly stopped, his expression dazed.
The killing intent vanished. He stared blankly at Law, his eyes trembling violently. He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but felt that anything he said now would seem incredibly feeble.
Just moments ago, he had genuinely wanted to kill Law and had indeed acted on it.
He suddenly lowered his head, gritted his teeth, then turned and ran without a word.
Law silently watched Killua run away and did not pursue. He turned his head and looked towards the T-shaped intersection in the corridor ahead, saying coolly, "You really do have high hopes for Killua."
Click clack.
The Needle Man walked out slowly from around the corner. He reached up, pulled the needles from his face, and his ugly features quickly twisted, reverting to their original appearance.
A head of sleek, black hair, so smooth even women might envy it, swayed slightly with the change in his features.
"You're mistaken. I don't hold any expectations regarding that. However, I still find it a pity." Illumi put away the needles he had removed and looked at Law expressionlessly.
Earlier, the Aura Law had emitted wasn't actually directed at Killua, but at Illumi, who was hiding around the corner watching the show. It had inadvertently scared Killua away.
Killua's previous actions were triggered by a 'suggestion' Illumi had implanted using his Nen, with the trigger condition possibly being when Killua maintained a specific distance from Law.
However, Killua himself was completely unaware of this, believing he had lost control and acted on his own.
Law looked at Illumi, opened all his Aura Nodes, his Aura shimmering faintly around him. He said calmly, "If you continue to push your luck, I will kill you."
"How scary. I truly sense that if I continue to push my luck, you will kill me without hesitation." Illumi remained expressionless. It was unclear since when, but his face rarely showed any emotion.
He looked at Law and said, "Even so, there's something I still need to clarify. Killua is a member of the Zoldyck Family. And you are merely an outsider."
The implication was clear: an outsider shouldn't interfere in the Zoldyck Family's affairs.
Law was silent for a long moment, then quietly retracted his aura. He said flatly, "So, your role within the Zoldyck Family is to turn Killua into an inhuman, dark puppet?"
"Puppet?" Illumi pondered for a moment, then said seriously, "That description is acceptable. No need for any friends, free from desires, active at night, the only joy being killing… that is Killua's future life."
"Ah, speaking of friends."
Illumi seemed to remember something, tapping his hand. "There are a few troublesome individuals who might need to be... removed."
"You can certainly try," Law suddenly smiled.
Although he didn't release his Aura, Illumi sensed the danger.