Reborn in HXH: I Plundered Infinite Traits

"Wh-What is going on!?"

Seeing this scene, the few present instantly felt their scalps swell incredibly, their hearts pounding wildly, and every hair on their backs standing on end.

Every member of the Phantom Troupe widened their eyes, staring in sheer disbelief at Riku's severed leg.

In just the span of a few breaths, white bone and muscle had already coalesced on the leg.

This speed... was simply too exaggerated.

And it wasn't just the leg!

Even his arms were rapidly growing and repairing at the exact same speed.

True · High-Speed Regeneration - Gold!

"Hiss—Am I dreaming?"

Gon couldn't help but gasp, feeling his scalp tingle, because the scene before him was simply too shocking.

It wasn't just him; Killua was also dumbfounded.

This scene was simply far too bizarre.

Even though they had grown up seeing many things, they had never seen such a terrifying ability, nor had they even heard of it.

In this world, although Nen abilities were incredibly bizarre and diverse, an ability capable of rapidly repairing one's own flesh had absolutely never appeared.

This practically meant the user was in an immortal and indestructible state; it was simply too appalling to hear.

Even as a genius of a top-tier assassination family, Killua had never heard of anything similar!

It wasn't just them.

The members of the Phantom Troupe currently felt a buzzing in their brains, their minds completely blank.

One by one, their mouths hung wide open—large enough to fit a duck egg—their eyeballs bulging, their faces written with disbelief as they stared fixedly in Riku's direction.

"N-No... Impossible! How could this happen!! This..."

Phinks murmured, wearing an expression exactly as if he had seen a ghost.

It wasn't just him.

The others present were also dumbfounded.

As the murderous Phantom Troupe, they had dealt with countless troublesome opponents and witnessed a vast array of different abilities. But a bizarre ability like Riku's was a first for them.

Super explosions!

Lightning attacks!

High-speed regeneration!

Is... is this really a set of abilities a single person can possess?

Just how on earth did this guy train?

"Not good! We can't let him keep regenerating like this, attack immediately!"

Phinks snapped back to his senses and exclaimed.

At this moment, their expressions were incredibly grim. They originally thought they had victory firmly in their grasp, but they never dreamed Riku would possess such a terrifying regenerative ability.

At this rate of regeneration, his severed limbs would probably fully regrow in just a few more breaths.

Their so-called advantage would instantly vanish into thin air.

But right now, Riku was still regenerating. They could still use this brief window to attack him.

And try to salvage their disadvantage as much as possible.

Shalnark and the others were also instantly jolted awake.

At this moment, they all felt as if they had plunged into an ice cave, a bone-chilling coldness gripping their bodies. Everyone understood that this battle before them would completely determine their life and death.

They originally thought their plan was flawless, but they never expected...

The guy in front of them was already completely inhuman.

The cannon fodder from the Mafia, along with the other assassination families—so many powerful individuals mobilized to besiege and kill Riku.

They had originally thought this was a flawless scheme to lure the tiger away from the mountain. And even if it failed, it should have consumed a considerable amount of Riku's stamina.

But never in their wildest dreams did they expect that Riku would not only eliminate all that cannon fodder, but those scumbags wouldn't even slow him down before he arrived right in front of them, and then proceeded to chop off his own limbs in front of everyone.

Yet such a terrifying, critical injury could be repaired at a scalp-tingling speed. This guy was fundamentally no longer human; he had completely surpassed the human realm.

The crowd present even had an illusion that going to hunt Netero, the reputed strongest combatant in the world, wouldn't feel nearly as terrifying as this.

They absolutely couldn't wait any longer. If they waited until this guy's limbs fully recovered, it would be an absolute nightmare for everyone.

"Die—"

Franklin roared furiously. Although he and Nobunaga often bickered, they actually had a very good relationship. He had been holding onto his anger, wanting to get revenge for him.

Even knowing his attacks might not have any effect, given the current situation, it was absolutely best for him to initiate the attack.

And this time, he directly unleashed his maximum damage!

Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat!

Franklin's ten fingertips snapped off uniformly, hanging by tiny iron chains, and then aimed towards Riku like ten pitch-black gun barrels.

In the next second!

A dense barrage of Nen bullets poured towards Riku like a torrential rainstorm. Moreover, Franklin deliberately directed the area of effect of his bullets towards Gon, Killua, and Leorio.

Since this monster was willing to chop off his own limbs to protect these three guys, attacking these three brats was absolutely the most appropriate course of action.

Simultaneously.

Shalnark directly forced the activation of the steel needles embedded in Riku's body.

His Nen was attached to these steel needles!

Once a target was controlled, they would become like a puppet in his gaming console!

He directly attempted to manipulate Riku again!

But this time.

He was shocked to discover that his antenna steel needles couldn't control Riku again?

Could it be...

That the opponent being controlled earlier was entirely voluntary?

This... how is this possible!?

His Nen created a puppet-phone effect. Once pierced by these steel needles, the target would become a puppet in his hands, existing just like an NPC in a game!

Crack!

A faint shattering sound came from within Riku's body.

Traces of electric arcs invisible to the naked eye surged through Riku's cells, instantly destroying the steel needles embedded in his body.

Lightning Nen - Red!

This ability didn't just enhance one's body; it could also form a perfect barrier internally.

Although it originated from Killua, in terms of development, Riku had far surpassed everyone else.

This method of attempting to control a target through Nen was, frankly, attaching one's own Nen to a medium—in this case, the steel needles!

It was equivalent to forcefully injecting one's own will into the target.

To successfully control the opponent, one's will must first be more condensed, more aggressive, and of higher intensity than the opponent's.

Against ordinary opponents, Shalnark's move was naturally effective and could easily dispatch them.

Even opponents slightly stronger than him would fall victim if caught off guard and pierced by these puppet steel needles.

Unfortunately, the opponent he chose was Riku.

Riku's mental will... was a monster possessing Black and Red traits.

Was this something a tiny Gold trait creep like him could control?

Riku merely surged the lightning power within his body slightly, instantly obliterating all the steel needles and Nen the opponent had implanted in him!

The entire process was completed in a split second.

Losing his control over Riku, Shalnark's face instantly went deathly pale as if he had been struck by lightning, and he stumbled back several steps.

Clearly, once his steel needle Nen was destroyed, this control technique of his would also cause a certain degree of backlash.

It was like a human trying to tame a fierce beast; once it fails, they might become the beast's meal.

Shalnark might be able to tame lion or tiger-level beasts, but against a T-Rex existence like Riku...

He was simply insignificant!

Having dealt with the steel needles inside him, Riku twisted his neck slightly, his face still bearing that contemptuous smile.

He showed no intention of moving, merely letting out a cold sneer.

"Hehe."

Centered on him, an invisible barrier appeared, completely shielding everyone behind him.

Clang, clang, clang, clang~~

All the bullets landed on this invisible barrier. As if plunging into a quagmire, their speed plummeted, and they gradually came to a halt in front of Riku.

Telekinetic Master - Purple!

The trait's ability was merely Purple, but because Riku's base attributes were simply too exaggeratedly freakish, stopping Franklin's bullets was effortless.

"Damn it! Phinks!!"

Bonolenov also felt his scalp tingle like never before, because he noticed Riku's limbs were rapidly regenerating. If they couldn't secure an absolute advantage and chop off the opponent's head during this regeneration period...

Then this battle would highly likely be his final stand.

His figure instantly vanished from the spot.

The bandages wrapped around him disappeared, and by the time he reappeared, he had already arrived in front of Riku.

"Riku! Careful!!"

"So fast!!"

Killua and Gon exclaimed. They had absolutely no ability to resist; even though they were freed now, their injuries were not light.

Swish, swish, swish!

Those bandages whipped directly towards Riku.

Bonolenov swung his hand in a karate chop. It looked like a very ordinary attack; the only highlight was its incredibly fast speed.

But what was bizarre was that this guy had peculiar holes of varying sizes all over his body. As his attack approached Riku, the air flowing through these holes produced eerie humming sounds.

Some of these sounds were completely inaudible to the ear.

Killua and Gon heard the opponent's sounds, only to discover in horror that they couldn't move their limbs.

"What... what's going on!! I can't move my body."

"Riku!"

The two wanted to shout out loud, but they couldn't even open their mouths; they could only stand frozen in place.

Battle Cantabile: Prelude!!

The bizarre sound echoed. Targets within the sound's area of effect suffered interference, rendering their bodies unable to receive signals from the brain.

This was Bonolenov's unique move, or rather, a special combat technique originating from the Gyudondond Tribe!

Bang—

His hand chop landed solidly on Riku's neck.

Excitement blossomed in Bonolenov's eyes.

He was very clear about the power of this attack; it could even sever steel directly. The opponent's head would surely be chopped off by his strike.

But in the next instant, the intense pain shooting from his palm caused his eyes to shake violently.

He even had the illusion that he hadn't struck a person, but a solid block of super-alloy steel.

Iron Tank - Gold!

Defense Enhancement - Gold!

Currently, Riku possessed several Gold traits purely for defensive attributes, coupled with his incredibly freakish base stat values.

With the buffs from these defensive traits, he was practically a super meat shield.

Furthermore, possessing a trait like Netero's Absolute Will completely allowed him to ignore these mind-interfering techniques.

The bizarre technique of this hole-filled guy in front of him had absolutely no effect on Riku.

In the split second the opponent was stunned, Riku directly grabbed his wrist!

That hand, resembling something straight out of hell, seized him.

The bone had already rapidly regenerated, and the muscle was repairing, but the skin hadn't grown back yet, making the hand look exceptionally gruesome.

But the moment he was grabbed, Bonolenov felt as if he were about to die.

"Oh no!!"

His expression changed drastically, and he made a decision in an instant!

Without any hesitation, he abruptly spun his body with immense force, forcefully twisting off his own hand. Then, like a spring, he rapidly bounded backward!

Blood flowed down his severed arm, and the pain made him frown tightly.

Gon and Killua watched this scene in disbelief. By all logic, the bandage-wrapped guy had the absolute upper hand just a moment ago.

But why, in the instant he clashed with Riku, did he end up leaving his own hand behind?

However, Bonolenov understood perfectly well that if he hadn't chosen to sever his own hand in that split second, what would have greeted him was being grabbed entirely by the opponent and hammered ruthlessly like a literal hammer.

If he had taken that attack, it would mean the battle was over; he would inevitably be hammered to death on the spot by this monster.

"This guy isn't affected by sonic waves at all!"

Bonolenov clutched his bleeding arm, rapidly wrapping it with bandages, his gaze fixed deadly on Riku.

Franklin's attacks continued to frantically suppress Riku.

But all of his bullets were blocked at Riku's perimeter, completely unable to touch him in the slightest.

"Not bad. Choosing to sacrifice a limb to save yourself, you certainly have some courage."

Riku chuckled lightly. His bloody hand, still lacking skin, held the severed hand and tossed it onto the ground like garbage.

Then, with a wave of his hand.

All the bullets that had accumulated in front of him instantly shot back in reverse.

"Dodge!!"

Shalnark, recovering from his shock, exclaimed, and the few of them rapidly scattered in all directions.

The spot where they had just been standing was completely reduced to a honeycomb.

Franklin was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, drenched in cold sweat.

His attacks were completely countered by the opponent, yet he couldn't block the opponent's counterattacks. This was absolutely the most frustrating experience of his life.

Meanwhile, Phinks, who had been winding up his arm in the back, still hadn't stopped.

But his arm rotations had now become utterly terrifying. A layer of golden light had even surfaced over his entire arm, looking exactly like a dazzling miniature sun, exuding a terrifying aura that seemed capable of destroying the entire city.

Even Phinks himself swore he had never used such a terrifying move in his entire life.

This was his exclusive ability!

Ripper Cyclotron!

The more times he rotated his arm, the more terrifying the attack power he unleashed.

But similarly, the burden on his own body would become increasingly astonishing.

At this moment, blood was already trickling from the corner of Phinks's mouth, but he continued to grit his teeth and endure, continuously rotating his arm.

He understood that if he couldn't maximize this attack to its absolute limit, perhaps even surpassing his own limits, there was absolutely no hope of defeating the monster before him.

But he could swear that this punch had absolutely reached the limits of his life; he even felt as if his arm was going to explode.

"Riku!!"

Killua and Gon also clearly sensed the terrifying aura within the opponent's fist.

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