Most Nen Users typically have only one trump card, but Law was different.
The effect of Hisoka's self-destruct and reshape ability could indeed somewhat counter God Hand.
However, even if Law didn't use God Hand, he had other killing moves at his disposal.
Although Hisoka had explained his ability unprompted, Law had no interest in chatting with him.
Hisoka's highly emotional Aura clearly transmitted a tangible killing intent directed at him.
This behavior was also within Law's expectations.
He knew that at least three people in the Troupe had always wanted his life: Feitan, Phinks, and Hisoka.
Machi had mentioned this information to him before.
Law was also well aware of the reasons these three wanted to kill him. If he hadn't gone to the Dark Continent, this battle probably wouldn't have been delayed until now.
[Ivory White General]
A phantom appeared, solidifying in an instant.
Without wasting words, Law swung his blade at Hisoka, and the Ivory White General behind him swung its blade in sync.
"...!"
Hisoka acted decisively, releasing the Nen he had gathered and tensed at the soles of his feet.
The explosive force generated instantly propelled him backward.
Leaving only an afterimage in his original spot, he was already nearly a hundred meters away.
Boom!
The moment he retreated, the Ivory White General's long blade struck the ground.
Condensed Nen transformed into a sharp edge, shooting out from the tip of the blade, instantly causing the entire grassy area to collapse and be destroyed.
A deep blade scar instantly extended to just one meter in front of Hisoka's feet.
"A Nen Beast?"
Hisoka looked at the giant General behind Law, his eyes showing gravity.
Hisoka knew Law was different from before, but this was natural, because everyone grows stronger, and it just depends on who can go further and faster.
Even though this single strike revealed such power, Hisoka's face remained fearless.
Only two paths lay before him: one leading to life, the other to death.
His hands produced eight playing cards, and he gathered Nen at his feet again, holding it ready without releasing it.
Law glanced at the ball of Nen gathered at Hisoka's feet, its operational trajectory strange. That was what gave Hisoka his high-speed movement.
'Gathering but not releasing... is it due to a lack of confidence in 'initiating the attack'? Or is he adept at 'counter-attacking'?'
Law discerned the nature of that ball of Nen. It was similar to a rubber band or a spring, and both needed to store energy first before they could exert their effect.
Regardless of which it was, Law felt no threat. With a seemingly casual motion, he sent an Aura Slash towards Hisoka a hundred meters away.
A large, crescent-shaped Aura Slash flew through the air.
Seeing the Aura Slash coming, Hisoka withdrew over half of the Nen from his feet, releasing less than fifty percent of the kinetic energy to propel his body away from the Aura Slash while simultaneously closing in on Law.
The eight playing cards pinched between his fingers were suddenly flicked to his sides, swung out at intervals of about two meters, like setting up two high-speed ferris wheels beside him.
Hisoka, thus flanked by two pink ferris wheels, rapidly approached Law.
His face, painted with makeup, was tinged with a crazed killing intent, making it difficult to look at directly.
Law took a step forward, swung his sword, and rested it on his shoulder. His gaze, sharp as a blade, cut towards the rapidly approaching Hisoka.
[Sealing Net]
His bent arm abruptly shot forward.
The long blade, driven by force, swung down in a slash.
As the blade descended halfway, Law retracted it, instantly slashing out eighteen Aura Slashes that wove into a net of swords, covering the air towards Hisoka.
The light of the Aura Slashes first reflected in Hisoka's eyes, then illuminated his face.
This net composed of Aura Slashes sealed off all frontal space, leaving only a path upwards.
Should he withstand it head-on or choose the aerial route?
If Law were a pure Enhancer, Hisoka would choose to withstand it without hesitation.
Therefore, there was only one choice.
Hisoka pushed off with his feet, leaping into the air, narrowly skimming past the edge of the sword net.
The sword net passed over Hisoka, disappearing into the night, slicing everything in its path into chunks.
Hisoka reached the air and, without hesitation, stretched his arms back, flinging the playing cards on his left and right sides behind him.
Pink Nen wrapped around the playing cards, stretching backward, then rebounding like rubber bands.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The eight playing cards shot towards Law, so fast they left only afterimages.
Law swung his blade, cutting down the playing cards, creating sparks upon impact. He then sent a Aura Slash towards Hisoka, who was still in the air.
But two strands of [Bungee Gum] shot out from the soles of Hisoka's feet, sticking directly to the ground and pulling him sharply down to the ground, thus avoiding Law's slash.
At that moment, Law flashed and appeared in front of Hisoka, swinging his sword down.
Hisoka leaned his upper body backward, performing a backbend to avoid the blade aimed at his neck.
Simultaneously, he twisted his waist, his supporting hands acting like turning a steering wheel, using the momentum to lift his legs, thus clamping onto Law's right arm.
[Bungee Gum]
The Nen with altered properties instantly wrapped around Hisoka's body, resembling a towel twisted to its limit.
If released, leveraging the momentum of the ultra-high-speed rotation, it could directly twist off Law's right arm.
However, Law's means of attack weren't limited to the Shin in his right hand… there was also the Ivory White General.
When that slash missed, Law had already prepared the Ivory White General for a second wave of attack.
Before Hisoka could entangle Law's arm, the Ivory White General's blade severed his calves.
Slish!
Blood splattered.
Hisoka's upper body flew out like a propeller, leaving two bleeding severed legs on the ground.
Law looked expressionlessly at the rapidly flying Hisoka, stepped forward, and pursued.
A shadow appeared deep in Hisoka's eyes. When the force attached to his body was nearly depleted, he raised his hand and shot out a Nen Thread, sticking it to a street lamp not far away.
Then, he activated the retracting property, flying backward through the air like Spider-Man, trying to create as much distance as possible to buy time for reshaping.
While in the air, he manipulated his Nen to begin reshaping from his calves.
By the time he fell from the air, the feet had not yet been fully formed.
After all, it was different from the regenerative abilities unique to some magical beasts, and the reshaping speed was too slow.
Law, not letting up his advantage, first launched a sword net as a covering attack, then closed in.
Using the long sword assisted by the Ivory White General, attacking from both sides, within moments, Hisoka was like someone standing on the edge of a cliff, surrounded by dangers.
His space for survival seemed to be compressed to its limit.
Only at this moment did Hisoka realize he had been too naive.
He had indeed improved a lot over the years and become stronger, but Law was the same. He had been a mountain before, and he remained a mountain now.
His body felt as if stuck in mud, his movements beginning to slow down.
Hisoka knew that was the effect created by Law sacrificing his own defensive power.
If he could land a single palm strike on Law within this mud-like environment, perhaps he could turn the tables.
But the sword techniques that were gradually pushing him towards the cliff edge forced him to sink deeper into the mud.
'Will I die...?'
This sentence involuntarily surfaced in Hisoka's mind.
The cabinet filled with toys seemed to show fine cracks.
'What is the meaning of life?'
'To find interesting toys, then break them.'
But one day, in the eyes of others, he himself might just be a toy that could be broken at any time.
'Was this a dead end?'
Squelch!
In the night, a head soared into the sky.