Mohana fell to the ground, her last breath lingering.
Listening to the footsteps of the man walking past her, a look of confusion appeared in her eyes, which were adorned with exaggerated eyeshadow.
Her scent poison came in two types: one targeted men, the other targeted women. Neither had an antidote.
[Love's Aroma]
This was her Nen Ability. It could transform her Aura into a poisonous perfume scent.
Under a microscope, it consisted of countless blue [♂] symbols and countless pink [♀] symbols made of Nen Particles.
The blue [♂] only affected women, while men were immune. The pink [♀] only affected men, while women were immune.
The condition for this ability was that the user would also be poisoned.
In other words, if Mohana's biological sex was female, she could not use the blue scent, because using the blue scent would poison herself.
Therefore, Mohana had questioned if Kurapika was female, because she had just used the pink scent, a poison only women could be immune to.
As her life neared its end, Mohana still hadn't realized that Kurapika had used a Nen Ability to purge the poison from his body.
'Is this the end...'
The light in Mohana's eyes gradually dimmed.
She was a rare chimera.
A chimera is an organism with two or more different sets of cells and genes coexisting within one body, resulting in various reactions. Whether this was beneficial or detrimental was hard to say.
In fact, the Chimera Ant species operated by using their own genes and cells as the dominant force, incorporating the cells and genes of other species to achieve evolution.
The terrifying aspect of this species was that the direction of their chimera fusion completely avoided the detrimental aspects, instead frantically advancing towards the beneficial.
Mohana was a chimera individual situated between benefit and detriment.
Her body didn't become a battlefield due to her two immune systems fighting each other, nor did one set of genes overly dominate.
She was a very balanced hermaphrodite.
Therefore, her [Love's Aroma] could achieve 100% effectiveness.
Unfortunately, regardless of whether Kurapika was male or female, in the face of the Holy Chain with its detoxification ability, her [Love's Aroma] couldn't cause any significant trouble.
Kurapika expressionlessly stepped over Mohana and walked towards Shizuku.
By the time he had taken ten steps, Mohana breathed her last.
Thus, the Spider lost five legs.
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Cemetery Building.
The commotion caused by Feitan and Phinks earlier at the main entrance had caused the Mafia bosses in the waiting lounge to scatter in panic.
Some went against the flow, trying to run to the first floor to escape, only to be mercilessly killed by Feitan and Phinks.
More people ran upstairs.
The Cemetery Building had only six elevators. Those who rushed into the elevators first managed to prolong their lives.
They pressed the button for the top floor. Once the elevators were full, they used violence to expel anyone trying to squeeze in.
Thus, the elevators, like Noah's Ark at this moment, carried the first batch of passengers to the rooftop, which would likely be the last place searched.
The Nostrade Family, along with their bodyguards, occupied one of the elevators along with bosses from other gangs.
Neon crouched in a corner of the crowded elevator, trembling slightly.
Through the gaps between people, she could barely see the ascending floor numbers.
Nostrade stood in front of Neon, constantly comforting her in a low voice.
Melody and Dalzollene protected them on either side, their expressions still marked by traces of fear.
Before they boarded the elevator, two members of the Phantom Troupe had invaded the building through the main entrance, cutting through the armed forces inside and arriving before them.
At that time, every Mafia boss was present, each accompanied by personal bodyguards to varying degrees.
Among those bodyguards, the proportion of Nen Users exceeded half.
However, the strength of those two Troupe members was terrifyingly high. The bodyguards who swarmed them were cut down like vegetables.
Of their own accompanying bodyguards, only the two of them remained.
If they hadn't secured an elevator in time, and if other Mafia bosses outside hadn't drawn the attackers' attention, they might have become part of the pile of corpses in the lobby.
"Terrifyingly strong."
Dalzollene gritted his teeth hard, even drawing blood.
That level of strength was far beyond what he could contend with. If he faced them directly, he would probably be killed in one encounter, just like the others.
Melody glanced at Dalzollene. She could hear the violently rapid heartbeat in his chest, a heartbeat nearing its limit.
This kind of heartbeat wasn't unique to Dalzollene, as over ten people in this elevator had similar reactions, including herself.
Recalling the earlier scene, all that remained was a deep sense of powerlessness.
At that time, amidst the gunfire and shouts, Melody had caught a few sentences from the two.
'Tch, collected quite a bit of 'rage'.'
'Don't leave a single one alive. Kill them all.'
'Feitan, you're too slow.'
Just these scattered sentences, combined with the scene of them cutting people down like vegetables, nearly caused Melody to break down. Fortunately, she managed to pull herself together at the last moment.
Everyone in the elevator watched the ascending numbers, their bewilderment mixed with bone-deep fear.
They didn't know what happened to those who didn't make it onto the elevators. Maybe they were all killed...?
Meanwhile, the sounds of gunfire and screams in the building hadn't ceased for a moment.
Those who didn't get on an elevator had to take the stairs.
Most ran straight up, thinking the higher the better.
A few, thinking themselves clever, stopped on one of the intermediate floors.
There were four emergency staircases. People scattering to escape actually caused some minor trouble for Feitan and Phinks.
However, even if it was troublesome to hunt them down, they couldn't let a single one escape.
Following Chrollo's order to kill everyone, Feitan and Phinks moved up floor by floor, not intending to leave anyone alive.
By the time they reached the sixth floor, Akatake and Cipher arrived. Following the trail of corpses, they also headed upstairs floor by floor.
Since Akatake and Cipher didn't need to fight, simply heading straight up, they soon encountered Feitan and Phinks on the tenth floor.
The four of them regrouped, exchanged a few words, then decided that three would continue the hunt while Cipher alone would go upstairs at top speed to eliminate the targets who had taken the elevators.
At this moment, the Mafia members who took the elevators reached the top floor, which was an observation hall with no rooms or furnishings, its walls mostly made of glass.
After the six elevators reached the top floor, three of them automatically descended to the first floor.
Over a hundred people arrived in the observation hall and made a beeline for the staircase leading to the rooftop.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, the two men at the front screamed, were sent flying back, and landed in front of the crowd.
The crowd stopped abruptly. They saw the two men's faces were a bloody mess, rolling on the ground and screaming, not dead immediately.
Then, a lean man walked out from the staircase entrance. It was Cipher, who had overtaken them.
Speed was his advantage, and reaching the top floor didn't take him much time.
Seeing Cipher, the crowd panicked and retreated.
Dalzollene and Melody protected Neon and Nostrade, retreating to the back of the crowd.
Cipher looked at the hundred or so Mafia members as if they were a flock of sheep waiting to be slaughtered, a cruel smile on his face.
"Since the Boss and the others haven't arrived yet, I can play around for a while."
Cipher casually tossed away two pieces of skin he was holding, crushed the two unlucky men underfoot, then transformed into a wolf charging into a flock of sheep, instantly peeling the faces off several more people.
He noticed a few women in the crowd, including Neon. A sick glint flashed in his eyes, but he didn't target them immediately, because the good things were saved for last.
Imagine, after all the men were killed, the fear of the remaining women would surely peak. Peeling their faces off then would absolutely create wonderful works of art.
By the time Feitan and the other two finished cleaning up and reached the top floor, only over thirty people remained in the observation hall. The floor was covered with corpses and peeled-off faces.
"Boring."
Feitan glanced at the faces littering the floor and snorted slightly.
"The Boss and the others haven't arrived yet, what's the hurry?"
Cipher retorted, then turned his gaze towards Neon and the other women.
Oh well, had to start now.
Noticing Cipher's gaze, Neon finally broke down and screamed.
"I like that."
Cipher licked his lips.
Just as he was about to make his move, he suddenly looked towards the elevators.
Similarly, Feitan and the other two also looked towards the elevators.
Ding.
The elevator door opened, and Law stepped out.
Seeing Law, the expressions of those present varied greatly.