Loki collapsed into unconsciousness. Morel, standing behind him, imdiately rushed forward, lifting Loki’s body. "Knov, are you ready?" Kno
Loki collapsed into unconsciousness. Morel, standing behind him, imdiately rushed forward, lifting Loki’s body.
"Knov, are you ready?"
Knov, erging from Morel’s left, rapidly approached.
Looking at the unconscious Loki, he raised a hand, and a mysterious passage opened beneath Morel’s feet.
They leaped into the passage, vanishing instantly, before the Chira Ants could react.
Inside Knov’s Four-Dinsional Apartnt, Balda, Ponzu, and the others were still examining their surroundings, marveling at this strange space.
Pakunoda and Baise, unlike the others, didn’t feel safe; they worried that if Knov died outside, they might never escape.
A Nen user’s abilities might vanish after death, or, fueled by resentnt, beco incredibly powerful.
Their worry was short-lived. Knov and Morel soon entered, carrying the heavily injured Loki.
Pakunoda instantly pointed her gun at Knov’s head, while Baise attacked Morel, only to be dodged and sent flying with a punch.
Morel, cradling Loki, stepped in front of Baise, seizing her by the throat.
It all happened in an instant.
"If I die, you’ll be trapped here forever," Knov said coldly to Pakunoda.
Pakunoda scoffed. "Even if you don’t die, if you don’t let us leave, we’ll die here anyway."
"Madam, we’re not your enemies. Without us, you’d still be fighting those creatures," Morel said, his grip tightening on Baise’s throat.
Pakunoda ignored Baise, her gaze on Loki. After a mont, she lowered her gun.
"He’s dead."
Morel released Baise, looking at Loki.
"He’s still breathing, but his condition is dire. Why? He shouldn’t be this bad."
Pakunoda had seen Loki’s aura when he crawled from the crater; it hadn’t been this weak.
Now, he was near death, resembling Netero’s state.
Morel looked at Loki with complex emotions. If Loki hadn’t unleashed that sudden power, he and Knov might not have escaped, paying a heavy price for their proximity to Neferpitou.
They’d have been instantly attacked.
Loki had saved their lives.
Of course, if they hadn’t saved Loki, they could have escaped, but Netero’s final words, though unfinished, were clear.
He wanted them to save Loki.
During their ti with Netero, they’d heard about Loki.
Netero still held hope for Loki, hoping he’d beco a great Hunter, inheriting the Hunter Association. Even after Loki attacked the Association, nearly killing Netero and two mbers of the Zodiacs, Netero still held onto that hope.
The incident with the murdered villagers had seemingly hardened his resolve to kill Loki, but he’d been wrong.
And that mistake stemd from Knov and Morel. Knov’s conclusion led Netero to make a wrong judgnt.
Morel closed his eyes, recalling the mont.
"The instant the Chairman died, Loki underwent a strange transformation."
"A transformation?" Pakunoda asked.
"He was trying to kill Netero. What transformation could he have?"
Morel shook his head.
"But I felt Loki’s rage—intense, palpable killing intent that solidified into black aura. He beca like a demon."
He sat down, taking a breath. "You wouldn’t understand unless you felt that terrifying aura."
Knov adjusted his glasses; he’d been transferring the others into the Four-Dinsional Apartnt and hadn’t noticed. Everyone waited for Morel to continue.
"His Nen ford a red giant—a terrifying giant! Then, black flas appeared, killing several Chira Ants".
"The black flas were inextinguishable; once ignited, they burned until their target was completely consud."
Morel looked at the others. "Those flas forced Neferpitou back, giving Knov and a chance to escape."
Silence fell. Everyone looked at Loki.
He’d unleashed that power while heavily injured, forcing back a terrifying monster.
What kind of rage could fuel that?
What was even more puzzling was the relationship between Loki and Netero.
Before his death, Netero had seed to protect Loki, yet Loki went berserk afterward.
Why such a fierce battle, with the intent to kill?
"Are you taking him back to the Hunter Association?"
Morel and Knov exchanged glances.
"Yes. He’s a wanted criminal, and his injuries require the Association’s dical facilities."
"I understand," Pakunoda said, sitting down.
"We’ve captured him," Knov said on the comm-link to Cheadle.
Cheadle was surprised, but her joy quickly faded.
A calm voice spoke on the comm-link.
Cheadle dropped the phone, collapsing in her chair.
A Bean-Person, cleaning Netero’s tea set, turned to Cheadle.
"This is sothing the Chairman left behind. He said to give it to Ging if anything happened."
Cheadle snatched the item—a letter.
Morel and Knov were surprised.
"Cheadle, this is for Ging?"
"Less talk! I want to know why the Chairman was so insistent on confronting that brat personally."
She opened the letter...
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