Hunter X Hunter Gon Vs Pitou Manga Novels & Stories

Prologue Daniel's POV I went on with my life, not expecting even a tiny bit of happiness to find me, I was just living under the dark side of life. Killing, hunting monsters. No happiness, not even love. Nothing could reach my frozen soul. That is, if I had a soul.

Just thinking about it makes me want to go again. Focus Axel. The noises start to get louder and I follow the noises to the kitchen. I see Hunter's wolf and another wolf walking in circles around the table before lashing at each other. He is completely drenched in blood and from the smell of it, most of the blood isn't his own. Hunter is our strongest fighter and usually, other wolves are not a match for him. Except for this wolf. This wolf seems to be his equal. I watch as they try to tear each other's throats out without luck. Onyx decides to interfere and bites into the other wolf his leg only for him to kick us away. Onyx shakes his head and the wolf is now on top of Hunter. Onyx jumps a

he said simply while she turned to him and without hesitation began to pounce at his chest countless times before leaving him in grudging steps. The blue and red hunter immediately went to the king's side and glared at the insolent woman who was walking ahead. "Are you alright, your highness?" the blue hunter asked. GD just smirked, "Hakyi, I've been into war. Her punches wasn't even close to the bites of tardigrades." Hakyi, the blue hunter just bowed and joined, Osiris, the red hunter from behind. ***

They’re using moon magic to send it back and forth. One of them notices me watching. “You want to play?” he asks. I’m surprised by how friendly and welcoming his tone is. “That’s okay,” I say. “I don’t really know how.” “You’re the one Wilder brought back, right?” the guy says. I nod. “I’m Hax,” he says. “Milo.” “Good to meet you.” It’s like he doesn't even care that I’m a hybrid. Or maybe he doesn’t know. Maybe Wilder and the High Sorcerer aren’t spreading that part around just yet. It would make sense. I’d probably keep it quiet if I was in their position.

Uncertainty hung over me: had Garm been killed by Hunter, or had Zora reached him before? A loud crash of a breaking tree interrupted the tense silence, bringing me back to the immediate reality. I ran toward the sound, my senses alert for the confrontation unfolding before me. Upon arrival, I found Hunter and Zora engaged in a fierce battle on the edge of a precipice. Zora, her red wolf form reflecting the anger that inflamed her essence, charged against Hunter, who defended himself skillfully. My arrival was timely, a necessary reinforcement to balance the scales. With a deep roar, I joined the fray, advancing against Zora. My black fur gleamed in the moonlight as I attacked the red wolf w

Sparks hissed as water collided with magic, and the monster roared, claws slashing helplessly against the forces arrayed against it. The plantation seemed to hold its breath as Lucien’s energy reached a pinnacle. The High Hunter stumbled, struck by the overwhelming control of the currents and debris. Golden light flared brighter than ever, wrapping around the monster, forcing it to the ground. Water churned and sprayed, debris flung in controlled arcs, and for a brief, perfect moment, the battlefield fell silent—then the High Hunter let out a final, feral hiss and collapsed under the force. Lucien’s knees buckled as the energy dissipated. Golden light faded from his body, leaving him trembli

I watch her pupils flare, because for Tori that sentence is Christmas. “It’s called a gashadokuro. Supposedly cobbled together from the bones of people who starved to death and who weren’t buried properly.” I half-lift the cast. "It threw me into a tree. Broke the arm, opened the forearm, caused the stitches in my hairline and the cut on my face. That was the first fight. Four days later we dropped ninety feet of oak on its skull." "We." "The pack and me. Unfortunately a dozen hunter trainees were dropped into the middle of our trap because the council sent children after an unconfirmed sighting with a pep talk and the wrong ammunition."

begin a new attack. — We finally meet, Giovanni. — The hunter's voice sounds dark. Giovanni holds his bloody wrist and looks at his rival with hatred. — Vitali...

In one swift motion, I leaped onto the beast’s back, my claws sinking deep into its dark scales. The creature bucked and twisted, trying to shake me off, but I held on tight. My fingers gripped its neck like a vise, and I called upon the full power of the Moon’s Fury. I could feel the Luna energy surge through me, increasing my strength tenfold. With a swift, decisive jerk, I snapped the Gromar’s neck, ending the battle in an instant.