Previously in the adventure of the Arabian Nights, Killua freed Sinbad from his prison atop the Rukh. As promised, he informed the assassin and Shahra that the Water Blue Ring he once had is now in the possession of pirates. Later, they acquired the Blue Ring as Shahra gave him an unknown object as a last resort. Setting their sights at Pirate Storm, they were welcomed by cannonballs and heavy rain.
Eventually, Killua would face off against Captain Bemoth as the two raced off. In the end, Killua emerged victorious and obtained the Water Blue Ring. Ali Baba quickly flew to them as the Ifrit's power was growing stronger.
Now is the time put out the fire genie once and for all.
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After obtaining the means to weaken the Ifrit, it was now time to head back to the Evil Foundry. Killua and Shahra took the magic carpet and rode as fast as they could. As they reached the old castle, a massive wave of heat hit them.
"Woah! The heat is getting intense in there!"
Shahra: "The Ifrit is rapidly growing in strength. If we don't stop it, it will burn away the pages of this world."
"Then let's not waste anymore time. Time to put out this giant flame."
Off in a rush, Killua activated his Godspeed form and ran at full speed to get to the center of the castle. He didn't have time to deal with the Ma Djinns as they were fodder. The main enemy is the giant golem that resides down under. Calling upon Shahra's aid, he used Speed Break to blitz through and arrive to the center.
There, they see the Ifrit generating a lot of heat as the room temperature was rising to levels exceeding from normal.
"Sorry to keep you waiting!"
The Golem spotted them as it roared in anger.
"I didn't mean to leave you hanging, earlier. You're not still mad at me, are you? You need to learn to be more patient. Now. Ring of Water! Bring forth a mighty storm!"
Raising the Water Blue Ring up into the air, the ring glowed to his wish. Above them, a miniature storm formed as a heavy downpour washed over the Ifrit. It's power severely weakened now.
Shahra: "Killua, look! This is our chance!"
"Roger that. Time to put this thing out of commision!"
Vs Ifrit
The fire Djinn roared at them with its power now weakened. From its arms, barrels of the explosives were launched into the air. Killua ran to avoid being hit and blasted away. As he dodged the barrels, he latched onto one using his chains and swung around. Having spun it with enough force, he lunged it straight onto the Ifrit's face.
Stunned from the explosion, Killua ran up on its arms and noticed that its head was unprotected. Infusing his Wild Force energy into his fists, he unleashed a barrage of lightning quick punches before being flung back.
Being more cautious, the Ifrit fired lasers from its eyes to keep him away. Reacting quickly, the Zoldyck dodged and weaved his way past the lasers. The Golem launched more explosive barrels at him to blast Killua away. On its hands are glowing orbs that can be attacked. Taking this chance, he slashed at the orbs with his claws until the Ifrit lost its hold on the handles.
The river of molten iron rose to recharge the Ifrit while it is on standby. Killua ran on top of its arms again and made his way to the head. Charging up energy into his fist, he smashed it down as the Ifrit roared in pain. He wasn't done yet as Killua charged his palms with electricity and slammed them down. A large current of electricity shocked the Ifrit as it had trouble moving its limbs.
Unable to move at all, the Ifrit was helpless as Killua was ready to end it once and for all. Wild Force energy flowed all over him as he flared up electricity.
"You're finished!"
He jumped up into the air as he reeled his arm back. Lightning started to crackle and form in his hand as he thrusted it down onto the Ifrit.
"WILD LIGHTNING BOLT!"
The lightning bolt hit the Ifrit dead on as it roared in agony. It held its head as its body started to implode. The giant golem sank into the molten iron, not getting up. Suddenly, it's body started to swirl around until something small flew towards them. A small orb of some kind. It sounded like it's beating.
Shahra: "What the?"
"What is this thing? Is something about to hatch?"
Shahra: "I can hear... I can hear something like a heartbeat." She said as she knelt down towards it.
"Uh, Shahra? I think it might be some sort of bomb."
Shahra: "It's beating faster!" She exclaimed in worry.
"This isn't good! We have to get out of here right now! This thing has to explode out in the open!"
Shahra: "Let's go!"
The orb started to beat faster with each passing second. In a hurry, they both rushed out of the castle, passing by many obstacles that tried to stop them. Killua used Godspeed at full throttle along with Speedbreak. They were nearing the entrance as he mustered all the speed he could.
"Almost there!" He screamed out.
Opening the doors, he kicked away the orb as it exploded. But something zoomed past him. Shocking them was another one of the Seven World Rings, the Red Ring.
"Huh?"
Shahra: "Is that what I think it is?"
"Yeah, another one of the Seven World Rings."
Shahra: "I wonder if it was inside the Ifrit this whole time."
As Killua went to go pick it up, he was hit with another surge of energy and emotions.
"I... feel... rage. All that rage must have been sealed up inside of it."
Shahra: "Rage?"
"These rings must somehow seal in various emotions, too. The power of rage... So then, what's next?"
Shahra: "Let's go meet with King Solomon. He was the one who sealed away the evil spirits long ago. These strange occurrences must connect back to him somehow."
"Then let's go pay him a little visit. Maybe he has some answers regarding Erazor."
Now having five rings on total, they set off to their next destination. A new page was opened as it was the home of King Solomon, the Skeleton Dome.
True to its name, the area is deserted and filled with nothing but skeletal remains. Outside was snowing as the duo made their way inside, avoiding the infesting Ma Djinns. Once inside, they ventured through many remains and giant skeletal structures. The place was filled with many traps and Skeleton Djinn.
It seems whoever was in charge didn't want any trespassers. As they ventured deeper into the palace, they found out the reason why. It was full of many riches. Gold, jewels, priceless artifacts. It was every greedy person and treasure hunter's dream.
'Man, Rouge would certainly love this place.'
The hunter and genie solved through puzzles which opened warp gates around the palace. They warped around for a bit until they reached the throne room. All that was there was just a head with a crown.
"It looks like we're too late."
???: "I should say so!"
The head spoke out loud, causing Killua to get startled and jump back.
Shahra: "K-King Solomon?"
Solomon: "Indeed! I am the great and powerful King Solomon!"
"Not really all that powerful when you're just a head."
Solomon: "Don't think I'm happy looking this way either. The Erazor Djinn did this to me! He resurrected the 40 Thieves as evil spirits and sent them to attack me here."
Shahra: "And that's how you ended up... like that?"
Solomon: "Precisely, my dear. And that being the case, could I ask you for a favor? Might I beseech you to track down the rest of my body? I'd also be grateful if you could do something about the 40 Thieves as well."
"You can count on us, Your Highness.
Promising the undead King, they duo set off to deal with the 40 Thieves first. They walked out of the throne room and back to the arena as it was crawling with many evil spirits. Knowing what must be done, Killua went on a hunt as he went wild. Slashing and electrocuting all around, he was leaving none alive.
All that remained after the onslaught were puffs of smoke and litters of bones. Killua dusted off his hands as the Rings he held on him glowed brightly. They floated up in the air as they revealed another one of the Seven World Rings, this one being White.
"Here's another one."
Shahra: "It's a white ring. One of the Seven, no doubt."
The White Ring floated down into Killua's hands as he grasped it. Another surge of power and emotions flowed right into him.
"Y-Yeah, definitely one of them. It feels... It feels like light. To think this little thing... could cause so much trouble."
Shahra: "You mean the ring?"
"Such great power can bring people either happiness or misfortune."
Shahra: "There are many stories told of in the Arabian Nights."
"For instance, this ring seems to be filled with "desire". That could mean aspiration, or maybe it could be greed and ambition. Just what does Erazor want by collecting all of these rings?"
There much left to be answered. Putting those thoughts aside, they continued their search for the King's body. They were scattered around the palace and guarded by Ma Djinns and Skeleton Djinns. Using the warp gates, they traveled to many rooms killing off the evil spirits.
Wave after wave of enemies, they finally got missing body parts of the King Solomon. Returning to the throne room, they reconstructed the undead King until he was fully whole. He thanked them as he told the story of what has transpired.
Solomom: "....and many such spirits were driven to madness. It is my fault they became the minions of the Erazor Djinn. However, by carving up the words that make up our world, new spirits have also appeared. His power is nearly godlike."
"Godlike, huh? That's going to be an issue, then."
Solomon: "Even so, supernatural beings like the Erazor Djinn always have weakpoints that are told of in stories."
'He's true. And I also have my fair share of fighting Gods and coming out on top.'
Solomon: "In truth, he is a Genie of the Lamp. Somehow, though, he has escaped. If we had the lamp he belongs to, it could be possible to seal him away again... forever."
"Nani?! He's the Genie of the Lamp?!"
Solomon: "Correct. But, there is one problem. Returning the lost stories to their original state requires greater power than we have. It would take a miracle."
"Isn't that why I am here? I was brought to this world to stop him."
Solomon: "I see. So, you must be the legendary Hunter... A great curse has been placed upon you, my boy. I can see in your eyes, the grim fate that awaits you." The skeletal king leaned right close to his face.
"H-Hey, quit staring. You're giving me the creeps." He backed up.
Solomon: "I am a bit hesitant to put this upon you, but... I will tell you this. You can find the Erazor Djinn in his palace, up in the sky. Show me that your part of this legend can come true."
"Thank you, Your Highness. Now, it's time to make a legend for myself, then."
Solomon: "Hold the White World Ring up to the Palace gates, and they will open."
"Thank you for telling us this. We'll end this before you even know it!" He waved goodbye to the undead King as he and Shahra ran out of the throne room.
The king of bones hummed to himself as he couldn't shake the feeling of something happening to them.
Solomon: "I sense death approaching...."
Finally finishing off the Ifrit and meeting King Solomon, our heroes now have Six of the Seven World Rings in their possession. What does Erazor want with the Rings? And who's fate is approaching? The final confrontation is near...