Chapter 64 Shot Down

'Sure enough, it is impossible to leave Spice City without any hindrance.'

Hearing the sound of helicopter propellers getting closer and closer from behind, Moses rolled down the car window, unfastened his seatbelt, leaned out of the window, and looked at the sky behind.

Under the bright moonlight, he could barely see an armed helicopter flying rapidly in their direction.

Further down the road, dozens of lights lit up.

Those were car headlights, roughly estimating, there were at least twenty cars.

However, compared to this large convoy, the armed helicopter in the sky was the most significant threat.

'At this distance... we're already within range, right? They're not directly attacking, but more inclined to gain control first... This is good news. We must deal with the opponent before they reveal their intention to attack.'

Moses stared closely at the armed helicopter, his eyes showing a hint of seriousness.

He is not so arrogant that to the point where he believed he could withstand the attacks of an armed helicopter with just Nen alone.

Just that heavy-caliber machine gun alone could easily tear him and Sanbica into pieces.

The body that can resist bullets, and the bare hands that can block rocket launchers...

That was a realm for top-tier Enhancement-type Nen users.

In fact, for conventional Nen users, when facing 9mm caliber pistol shots, even with Gyo's precise defense, they might not necessarily come out unscathed.

And more powerful weapons like rifles and submachine guns, under the premise they can't dodge, could pose a substantial threat to Nen users who can't use Ken.

With Moses's current comprehensive level in Nen skills, even a car explosion would be impressive enough, not to mention a machine gun mounted on an armed helicopter.

"It's an armed helicopter, and at least twenty cars."

Moses withdrew into the car, briefly informing the others of the observed situation.

Biscuit, who was in charge of driving, realized the severity of the situation.

In such an open terrain, a taxi could never run from the armed helicopter.

If nothing was done, if the armed helicopter catches up and then shoots at the car, the taxi would inevitably explode.

In her case, there was no need to worry about a life-threatening situation, but it was different for Moses and Sanbica who were also inside the car.

Just when Biscuit was thinking about how to deal with the situation, Moses's voice echoed in her ears.

"Biscuit, I'll drive."

"Huh?"

Biscuit glanced at Moses, but didn't ask anything, and then straightforwardly exchanged positions with Moses.

Moses controlled the steering wheel steadily, keeping his eyes on the road ahead, and stepped on the gas pedal.

Meanwhile, Biscuit, now in the passenger seat, leaned out of the window, observing the situation behind.

'In such an open area, there was no need to worry about the convoy that was far behind. The real threat was the approaching armed helicopter...'

"Biscuit."

Moses asked while driving: "If I gave you a small ball, do you have the confidence to hit that armed helicopter?"

"Hard to say."

Biscuit retracted into the car and frowned slightly.

Even in her girl form, it is not difficult for her to blow up an armed helicopter with one punch.

But ensuring to 'shoot down' an armed helicopter at least eight hundred meters away with a small ball in this situation was a bit challenging for her.

Moses said calmly: "Give it a try. You don't have to worry about the power. Just get the ball near the armed helicopter. "

While speaking, he used the ability of "Soul Echo" to shape the shadow injected with Nen into a black ball about the size of a tennis ball.

"Okay."

Biscuit didn't ask any more questions.

In this race against time situation, swiftly picked up the black ball that Moses had created with his shadow. She once again leaned out of the car window, looking at the armed helicopter in the sky behind.

'Using this posture to exert force, without considering whether it could shoot down the helicopter, just getting the black ball near it should not be a problem.'

With this in mind, Biscuit used her bare hands to throw the black ball forcefully.

Whoosh—

The black ball turned into a black shadow and flew towards the armed helicopter.

The pilot responsible for flying the armed helicopter has excellent dynamic vision.

Seeing a black shadow coming vaguely, although he is unable to confirm what that black shadow was in an instant, he still reflexively maneuvered the armed helicopter to the left.

His emergency maneuver successfully avoided the black ball that should have hit the front of the armed helicopter.

However-

That black ball turned into a black cloth in the next moment!

"Cloth?!"

This was the pilot's last exclamation before his death.

And the black cloth spread out in the wind became the last thing the pilot saw before his death.

The black cloth shaped from the shadow entangled with the armed helicopter in an instant, thus forcing the armed helicopter to crash straight to the ground in a rather rough way.

Boom!

The crashed armed helicopter exploded violently.

Accompanied by the deafening explosion, flames rose into the sky, illuminating the sky.

'Well done.'

Seeing Moses resolve the threat in this way, Biscuit secretly praised him.

The convoy following closely behind the armed helicopter also witnessed the process of the armed helicopter rapidly crashing and exploding.

"What!?"

"It crashed…"

"What happened?!"

In the car, the gang members all wore shocked expressions, completely unaware of what had happened.

And Moses, who was driving, let out a suppressed scream. His body trembled uncontrollably due to the intense pain.

Affected by his condition, the taxi that was originally driving smoothly on the road suddenly began to sway.

"Little brother Kester?"

"Kester…"

Even without the obvious rocking of the car, Biscuit and Sanbica immediately noticed Moses's strange condition.

'That kind of reaction is like the body is suffering from some kind of intense pain.'

'Is it an ability's limitation...?'

The experienced Biscuit quickly realized what was happening.

Mose, drenched in cold sweat from the pain, didn't respond to Biscuit's question, but struggled to bring the car back under control.

Yet, Biscuit didn't need Moses to answer, as she could already deduce the situation from this phenomenon.

'This form of limitation…'

'It seems that little brother Kester's Nen ability wasn't as simple as it seemed.'

"Switch back."

Biscuit suppressed her inner astonishment and suggested.

"Alright."

Moses responded.

The two then exchanged positions once again.

The taxi immediately became quiet.

Biscuit is focused on driving, while Sanbica, who is in the back seat, observed Moses with a curious gaze.

"Sigh…"

Moses leaned back in his seat, exhaling lightly.

'Pain tolerance training…'

'There is still a long way to go.'

'I wonder until when I would have to train to reach Killua's level.'

One of the memorable scenes in Moses's memory was Killua being able to sleep peacefully despite Milluki whipping him with full power.

This kind of ability that is achieved through sheer willpower can undoubtedly bring the ultimate "stability" to Nen users.

Whether it was sustaining Nen ability or focusing on the enemy...

So, in order to reach that level faster, Moses didn't mind experiencing what it felt like to endure the pain of death.