There are two kinds of evil, one born with genes, the other cultivated...
Muriel Antonio belongs to the former. Because he enjoyed the expressions of surprise from the audience, he chose magic performances. Because magic shows eventually end, the astonishment fades, leaving only emptiness. Muriel Antonio would seek greater surprises until... he could no longer capture even the slightest emotional value from the surprised expressions of his family,
Muriel Antonio knew he was bored, so he killed his sister, harvesting the last wave of joy from the look of disbelief on her face.
He remembers that day clearly, trembling with excitement as if discovering a new continent, using the disguise of "mended reality," using the magnetic force generated by "dyed iron's bipolarity" to constantly wander in the darkness, savoring the fear and despair exhibited by people before their death. From then on, he embarked on a road of no return.
"I often feel empty after the show,"
"To fill this emptiness, I constantly seek more excitement, developing more magic."
He once said this to Sisko after a performance... and now, that girl doesn't matter, nor does Sisko. Muriel Antonio stared straight at Roy, just like he chose to kill his sister that day, once again experiencing that soul-shivering excitement—
Genius! A young genius! A genius that can be harvested without cultivation! Is there anything more joyful than killing him?
"Hohoho... Captain seems very excited ♡."
"The show is just starting, looks like I arrived just in time ♤..."
"Tap... Tap...."
Two pointed Joker shoes peeked out of the night, Sisko appeared on the wall, with both arms resting on his knees, his gaze wandering over the battlefield... Wutong was comforting the little girl, raising his guard while quietly moving toward Roy.
"Ignore him." The staff blade struggled, the tip seemed to stab, but it was pacified by a gentle caress from the youth.
"For the swordsman, the sword is above all, where the sword is, there he is, if the sword breaks, he perishes." Master Urokodaki Sakonji warned Roy on his first day of handling the sword.
And he has always been an obedient child, doing just as told.
"Ring——" The staff blade emitted a sharp hum, annoyed at being controlled, urging Roy to cut quickly.
The corners of the youth's mouth lifted, without any visible action, his form flashed, Great Success "Dark Step" initiated, suddenly appearing in front of Muriel Antonio, lunging with a thrust!
"Sun Breathing: Sunflower Thrust!"
The blade tip ignited as it scraped the air, Muriel Antonio felt the intense heat approaching, startled, he summoned [Ren] and condensed [Hatsu] to compress magnetic force into refined iron, forming several iron shields in front of him.
"Crack... Crack... Crack..." One shattered, two shattered, three shields broke, exposing the unguarded psychopath killer, in Muriel Antonio's horrified gaze, one blade pierced his scapular hollow!
"What a swift blade♢..." Sisko squinted his eyes,
"What a sharp sword technique!" The wound on Muriel Antonio's bleeding shoulder frothed, shedding a layer of "Nen Skin," detaching from the staff blade, exposing a wall bore through by Roy's single thrust.
Wutong noticed the handkerchief-thin "Nen Skin," frowning: "Is it an illusion?"
The young master clearly aimed for the throat, yet stabbed the wall, not believing he would err so much...
"Not just that... there's also magnetic force..." Following Muriel Antonio for so long, Sisko had long noticed that whenever the Captain performed "Aerial Swimming," the metal accessories on the necks of the front-row audience would unconsciously gravitate towards him, like magnets, deeply entrapped.
"The blade deflection was due to the magnetic pressure,"
Sisko spread his arms in admiration: "This is the Captain, capable of both attraction and repulsion, refined iron that cannot penetrate the body♡~"
"Sisko... I should have killed you sooner..." Muriel Antonio flung a 'magnetic pull' to catch the street lamp behind him, swinging up, distancing himself from Roy.
The intelligence was so easily disclosed, putting a mature "Nen user" at a disadvantage... This was the experience of a failed Hunter exam candidate, summarized over many years.
Back then, only one person passed the exam, his name now resounding through the world, known as—Botobai Gigante!
"Muriel Antonio, you are strong, but unfortunately, you have met me." On that year, the straightforward Chen Long evaluated his old rival, even saying... if Muriel Antonio continued the Hunter Exam, he would undoubtedly secure a victory in the next phase.
But... I'm here for excitement, not to be humiliated... Muriel Antonio couldn't accept ending a performance in failure, thus he bid farewell to the Hunter Association, choosing to perform around the world, then... picked up a Sisko.
The old magician, clutching his severed arm, stood on the street lamp.
Without hesitation, he raised his hand and swung down, "dyed iron's bipolarity" launched, conjuring dozens of spikes in mid-air, rapidly piercing towards Roy!
He seized this opportunity to flee the scene, escaping today's predicament.
"Hoho... he's fleeing ♤...." Sisko suddenly stood up, shedding his lazy posture, clasping chewing gum in one palm, eager to act.
Wutong glanced at him: "No need for your reminder."
Just then... Roy chased with his blade raised, focused solely on his target, not even sparing Sisko a glance, effortlessly slashing each spike away, scaling the wall with ease, transforming into a large bird soaring high, overtaking and arriving above Muriel Antonio's head, whereupon... wielding a sharp Flame Blade Technique!
"The Burn's true intent·Sun Breathing·Fire Wheel!"
The staff blade ignited, coated in a layer of fiery red light, an arc strike traversed space, suddenly storming in... Muriel Antonio's pupils contracted: "Magnet Come!"
"Buzz——" Magnetic pressure instantly fell on Roy, attempting to drag the youth, even if only for a second, enough to allow Muriel Antonio's escape... However, to the old magician's surprise, apart from "Flame Blade Technique," the youth also possessed "Flame Magic," with the magnetic force barely touching, it sizzled with a "zzz~" sound, incinerated thoroughly!
Muriel Antonio widened his eyes in disbelief, momentarily dazed, his chest suddenly ached, cleaved in half from shoulder to waist!
"Thud... Thud..." Blood rained, Muriel Antonio crashed to the ground, resembling his favorite "hamburger steak," split in two, filled with scattered meat and blood inside...
"Wow ♧~" Sisko circled his little mouth, putting away the "chewing gum."
In the night above, Roy draped in moonlight, drifting gently down, behind a full moon, in his eyes two suns, landed atop the breeze, the blade tip tilted, paused at Muriel Antonio's throat.
"Cough... Cough... Bungee.Gum... the drama ends..." Muriel Antonio coughed blood weakly: "Pity.. the audience... is rather few... just a few kids... ..."
The words barely fell, sliced quickly through Roy's blade, piercing the throat,
"If you're going to die, do it quickly, no need to waste words."
"I... you..." the blade tip twisted, shredding the throat... the psycho killer's head tilted, a hazy revolving lantern appeared before his eyes...
"Brother,"