Ryker tightened his grip on the Lightning Core. The System surged into maximum defensive output, cycling every high-tier trait he possessed.
[ Warning: Abyssal Heart — Self-Repair Active ]
[ Countermeasure Protocol Initiated ]
[ Recommendation: Break the shield. Sever the regeneration source ]
A pressure descended. An invisible Nen barrier formed around the Abyssal Heart.
Then, a figure emerged from the shadows. A dark emissary clad in ancient priestly robes. His eyes glowed with a cold, merciless light.
"You dare touch the core of darkness?"
"You will be erased."
His voice carried absolute malice. Black Nen gathered in his hands, releasing waves of oppressive energy.
"Ryker—watch it!" Gon called out, already shifting formation.
Ryker didn't respond. He moved.
"Thunder–Shadow: Final Judgment."
Lightning and shadow fused seamlessly into a single killing arc. The blade flashed toward the emissary.
The clash erupted instantly. The Dark Emissary raised layered barriers, unleashing dense waves of Nen that distorted the battlefield. The fight became chaotic. Unstable. Constantly shifting.
Then, Ryker found the opening.
"Spatial Distortion."
Space warped. A fracture appeared. He slipped through. The blade struck. Direct hit.
The emissary staggered, severely wounded.
"Now!"
"Plunder!"
The System detonated into motion. Dark Nen and ability fragments were ripped from the emissary and absorbed into Ryker's core.
[ Plunder Successful: Dark Emissary — Domain of Despair ]
[ Domain of Despair: Induces mental collapse; generates illusion fields ]
Power surged. Ryker adapted instantly. The illusions turned and collapsed. Reversed. His counterattack intensified.
The battle reached its peak.
At the same time, the Abyssal Heart began to destabilize further. Its energy fluctuations grew violent. Uncontrolled.
"We don't have time," Ryker muttered. "If we don't finish this now, the whole space collapses."
He raised his voice.
"Everyone—final strike!"
Lightning. Shadow. Nen. All converged.
The four moved as one. A storm of destruction crashed down upon the Dark Emissary.
Impact.
A deafening explosion tore through the battlefield. The emissary collapsed, his body dissolving into black smoke. Gone.
The barrier around the Abyssal Heart shattered. Its power surged wildly, out of control.
"This is it."
Ryker stepped forward. His Lightning Core blazed, forming a radiant execution blade in his grasp.
"System."
"Extreme Mode—activate."
The world trembled. Light and darkness intertwined violently.
The truth of the Dark Continent stood before him. Unveiled.
The Abyssal Heart erupted. Its unstable energy flooded the space like a tidal wave, tearing apart the boundary between reality and void.
Ryker steadied himself. The weight of it was immense.
"This isn't just a fight…"
"It's a collision of fate."
His entire system roared. Lightning and shadow exploded across his body.
"Gon. Killua. Biscuit."
"With me."
He charged.
At the center, a massive black singularity formed. The Abyssal Heart revealed its true core — a devouring void of chaos. Residual dark currents surged toward them, crushing, overwhelming.
Ryker swung his blade. Thunder split the darkness apart. Every trait he possessed fused into the strike.
[ Trait Fusion: Thunder God's Judgment + Shadow Space + Domain of Despair ]
[ Ultimate Skill: Thunder–Shadow: Finality Judgment ]
The blade fell. A fusion of light and darkness. A strike that split space itself and carved directly into the core of the Abyssal Heart.
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