"Great Fla Ring ~ Fire Emperor"
"We can’t see Loki anymore. I wonder how the fight’s going," Gon said, peering out the window of the spaceship at the now bottle-sized auction building. He was worried about Loki fighting the Troupe alone.
"He’ll be fine. Even if he can’t win, he can escape," Killua said, turning over. "Or maybe he doesn’t need to escape."
"Killua’s right. Don’t worry, Loki’s strong, and he can move in the air," Kurapika said, though he was worried. He wasn’t worried about Loki, but about the Troupe being wiped out.
He’d paid a huge price to develop Nen abilities to counter the Troupe, but Loki seed to be overwhelming them single-handedly. If they were all defeated, Kurapika didn’t know what he’d do.
He’d beco a Hunter to fight the Troupe. If the Spider was destroyed, his purpose would be largely gone.
"Kurapika, what’s wrong?" Leorio asked, noticing Kurapika’s worried expression.
"Nothing," Kurapika said, but Gon wanted to comfort him. Then, people on the ship shouted.
"Oh my god! Look at that!"
"Is that the sun?!"
Everyone rushed to the window. Gon and the others looked out. At the top of the auction building was a gigantic sun—or fireball.
After defeating Shalnark, Loki closed his eyes, standing on the rooftop. The wind blew; a terrifying aura erupted from Loki, spreading rapidly.
Invisible waves were created by the Nen. Violent shockwaves erupted from Loki’s feet.
"Great Fla Ring!" Loki shouted.
Boom! Flas blood, spreading outwards from Loki’s feet. Within seconds, countless rings of fire filled the rooftop, converging in Loki’s hands.
A giant fireball appeared, held lightly by Loki’s index finger. The dazzling light illuminated the night sky, overshadowing the moon. The sky was crimson! People in the streets looked up.
When the fireball, ten tis the size of a spaceship, appeared, no one remained calm. Everyone seed to freeze, looking up at the rising fireball.
One second, two seconds... everyone’s faces paled. A man on the phone said, "I see the sun."
"Are you crazy? It’s night."
"No, I’m serious! There’s a sun above Yorknew City!"
"What is that thing?" Another man gulped. "Is it the end of the world?"
Red light cut through Yorknew City’s night sky, drawing countless gazes. Loki slowly rose a hundred ters, then stopped, looking down at Yorknew City, a faint smile on his face.
"This is the final attack!"
"Fire Emperor!"
He swung his arm, throwing the giant fireball at the building. Whum whum whum! A deafening roar, like a falling teorite, echoed.
Nobunaga and the others, running, stopped.
"What are you doing? Run!" Phinks shouted, looking at Nobunaga. Machi and Shizuku stopped.
Nobunaga, grim-faced, walked to the glass wall, smashing it with a punch and peering out. He was stunned by the terrifying sight—the falling fireball. Was it an illusion?
Phinks tried to pull Nobunaga away, but the roar caught his attention. He looked up.
’This...’ The roar grew louder. Machi and Shizuku realized sothing was wrong.
Loki, in the air, watched the falling Fire Emperor. His aura was much weaker.
"This attack used almost half my Nen."
Rumble rumble rumble! A deafening roar echoed. Violent flas spread, destroying everything in their path. The building collapsed floor by floor.
A deafening roar approached from above. Ripples spread outwards. Floor after floor was consud by flas.
The scene was terrifying—a falling star of fire destroying a building. People hundreds of ters away watched in horror.
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