Chapter 221: Scapegoat Rag Doll x The Situation Loses Control
Sizzle~ The flying flame slash brushed past Guzman's cheek. Having captured its trajectory in advance via En, he tilted his head to dodge...
The scorching heat made his cheek flush red. The slash lost its target, hitting the roof directly, slicing open a hole, and flying into the sky...
Seeing Demon Shadow killed in a blink, his corpse slumped in the corner like a rag, Ohtsuka Yu let out a strange laugh. Glancing casually at Mark Wayne, he asked, "Wayne, how does his sword compare to your axe?"
[Executioner], specializing in chopping heads!
Mark Wayne, as the most famous "Enhancer" Nen user under the Fourth Elder of the Council of Elders, wielded a good hand axe. Hearing this, he replied indifferently, "Have to fight to know."
Martial artists always speak with strength... But intelligence said that priest, suspected to be a "Conjurer" Nen user, had surprisingly sharp swordsmanship, looking more like an "Enhancer" than he, an "Enhancer," did...
Even though Mark Wayne didn't want to boost the enemy's morale, he had to admit... The opponent instantly killed Demon Shadow with one slash. Strong strength, some skill... Plus...
That bizarre cloning ability. Mark Wayne released En, looking deeply at the boy with the sword. A fragrant breeze moved beside him; it was the charming Eve Valentine pouncing over.
The woman hugged the man's arm, blowing hot air into Mark's ear with breath like orchids, saying coquettishly, "Mark, share the intelligence with me later,"
Not knowing En is a hassle... "You know, I don't like fighting and killing."
Slut! Lotus looked contemptuously at the man and woman hooking up, trading mating for intelligence. She knew clearly in her heart that they, including... the ronin, appearing here, besides gathering intelligence, might also have the intention to... assist Guzman.
They are all creatures of profit. Guzman's drug business could spread throughout Meteor City, getting tacit approval and even authorized support from the Council of Elders, naturally... not without benefits for them.
Now, a reckless kid popping out from nowhere was trying to destroy this easy money-making channel... Since the young priest didn't follow the rules, they couldn't blame the Council of Elders for not following the rules either!
A corner of the black wide-brimmed hat lifted, revealing Lotus's beautiful face hidden under the veil. The woman captured Roy's figure, recalling the conversation with Belus just now, a sentence suddenly popping into her mind... Maybe saints are fools!
Fools not understood by the secular masses!
Tap... tap... Footsteps sounded... In the villa with a corner blown open, sunlight poured down, hitting the boy, draping him in a cloak of sunset glow...
Snow-Walker pointed straight at Guzman. The bright sword tip still had some of Demon Shadow's blood, which evaporated instantly under the scorching heat. A hundred meters... ninety meters... eighty meters... The distance was closing.
The [Stainless Steel Zip Tie] Guzman tried to use to bind Roy's limbs finally couldn't withstand the scorching heat. Roy easily broke free. With his shoulder-length black hair swaying in the wind, the boy walked unhurriedly towards Guzman. Guzman shook his red wine glass. After a brief distraction due to Demon Shadow's death, he recovered. Treating him like a broken porcelain vase—broken is broken—his gloomy gaze locked onto Roy, smiling sinisterly. "It seems you really don't plan to talk nicely. Fine..."
The red wine glass in his hand was violently smashed to the ground!
Glass shards flew everywhere, occasionally hitting the zombies who had eaten [Candy], slicing open their skin, piercing their flesh. However... immersed in mental pleasure, they were completely oblivious. Smiling, they collapsed at Guzman's feet, or stood in bizarre folded-knife postures, seemingly welcoming their "King," their "Lord," sacrificing themselves to provide him with Nen!
Buzz...
Visibly, several streams of Nen floated towards Guzman, sucked into his stomach as he opened his mouth.
At this moment, the green-haired boy, as if having taken a stimulant, injecting himself, looked intoxicated. His aura climbed steadily, and even his physique underwent a huge change!
[Mental Morphine]: Not only can it "pleasure" others, but it can also "pleasure" himself!
BOOM!
An evil, twisted Ren with a hint of fatal pleasure erupted, centered on Guzman!
The green-haired boy's eyes turned red. Consequently, his body began to expand. Unable to withstand this brief burst of power, his tight clothes tore with a Riiip, revealing the massive, solid muscles beneath!
1.7 meters... 1.8 meters... 2 meters... 2.5 meters... 3 meters... 4 meters... 6 meters!
Roar! A roar shook the tiles, making them rattle!
Guzman turned into a giant in the blink of an eye, blocking even the sunlight overhead. A casual, inadvertent punch grazed the wall. Crack~ The wall cracked like a spider web, finally collapsing because it couldn't bear his power. This allowed Ohtsuka Yu, Lotus, and Mark Wayne to see the scene inside without using En.
"So big... Will he be fiercer after taking drugs?!" Eve Valentine could finally see. Her lustful eyes wandered, staring at Guzman's lower half. Unfortunately... Guzman's butt was too big, blocking her view, making her quite regretful.
Mark Wayne wrapped his arm around the woman's waist, glancing sideways at her. "Not sure if he's fierce, but at least, you couldn't take it..."
Eve Valentine: "?"
Mark Wayne maintained his unapproachable look, but his hand dishonestly reached into the woman's collar. "Don't misunderstand, I'm talking about strength."
"Heh heh heh," Ohtsuka Yu smiled wickedly, not agreeing. "Don't underestimate a woman's body, Wayne."
Lotus remained silent. The assistants looked calm, even having the mood to joke. Presumably... they were very confident in Guzman, just as they said...
Big is fierce!
The life potential overdrawn by drugs will push an ordinary person to a height they don't belong... Let alone Guzman, who is well-versed in this?
He is [Mental Morphine], the source of enhanced excitement!
"Hmph!" Two long dragons of gas suddenly spewed from the nose of Guzman, transformed into a giant...
Large swathes of shadows fell, tearing the sunset cloak draped over Roy.
The boy stopped, looking up at Guzman's hideous face showing a sickly flush... Comparing it to the "Gourmet Giant," "100-Type Guanyin," and the two-headed troll Grandpa Zzigg summoned in the [Greed Island] game he had seen before, wondering...
Whether this "behemoth" in front of him was dead muscle or live muscle.
Or... dead live muscle!
Bang!
Sword raised!
Fist arrived!
A huge fist, like a cannonball, smashed down violently!
Guzman pushed off the floor with both feet, instantly creating two large craters. Arriving in a blink, a punch hit straight at Roy's face!
A sudden sword cry. Roy backhanded a block, using Snow-Walker to stop Guzman's punch, taking it forcefully... His body only lowered slightly. A trace of disappointment appeared on his calm face... Not as good as Silva, even... not as good as Gyomei Himejima who had opened his aura nodes... He instantly lost interest in playing with him.
"Indeed, claiming what is not yours is inadvisable,"
"What isn't yours will eventually abandon you!"
Roy looked mockingly at Guzman. Those scarlet eyes rotated slowly, piercing Guzman's heart like a blood sword, as if repeatedly telling him... All show and no substance...
Guzman roared furiously. Not believing in evil, he kicked Roy's chest, trying to stomp him to death... Unexpectedly, a soft whisper: "Sleep."
Before the large foot could lift, he swayed, eroded by a sudden wave of sleepiness. He stumbled back uncontrollably, finally sitting heavily on the ground!
[Drowsiness of Forced Sleep] combined with the visual prowess of the Sharingan showed its power at this moment. The sudden offensive and defensive shift, in just an instant, condensed into stamps, firmly branded in the hearts of Ohtsuka Yu, Lotus, Mark Wayne, and Eve Valentine...
The big-breasted woman's delicate body trembled, instinctively hugging Mark Wayne's arm. The man's hand deep in her collar, not yet pulled out, suddenly focused its gaze, losing the interest to tease.
"What happened?"
"Elder Guzman, why did he suddenly fall?"
"He... Is he high on drugs, falling into an illusion..."
Rustling whispers sounded around... The various factions peering through the trash heaps stared blankly at this scene in the villa...
The young ronin, who was just joking, supported his knees and stood up. At this moment, his expression was solemn, gone was the previous confidence and calmness. As the saying goes, amateurs watch the fun, experts watch the technique. Ohtsuka Yu knew exactly how much water Guzman had. He narrowed his eyes at Roy's scarlet eyes, keenly sensing a trace of unusual Nen from them, and said deeply, "Falling into an illusion is true, but not high on drugs, it's... forced!"
Lotus, Mark Wayne, Eve Valentine looked over...
Ohtsuka Yu locked his gaze on Roy, taking a deep breath. "We all underestimated the Priest. He's not some Conjurer, but..."
"Specialist!"
Combining the swordsmanship of an "Enhancer"... the cloning of a "Transmuter"... the hypnosis of a "Specialist"... and the "Conjuration" shown in the intelligence. "Priest-sama's methods are... too many!"
Mark Wayne and Eve Valentine exchanged a look, falling silent one after another...
Lotus's skirt swayed. Her gaze returned, fixing on Roy. Watching the boy holding the sword, stepping on Guzman's chest, taking advantage of his sleep to slash at his neck, she faintly swept a glance at the others. "Since you're here, aren't you... going to save him?"
"Heh heh heh, Miss Lotus, you're still the same as before, cold face and warm heart." Ohtsuka Yu glanced sideways at Lotus, putting his hands in his clothes. Quietly watching Roy drive the sword into Guzman's neck, he sneered, "The Priest is not simple, and neither is Guzman."
"He... isn't that easy to kill!"
"What do you mean?"
"Look for yourself and you'll know."
Lotus frowned, following Ohtsuka Yu's gaze...
The boy priest sliced off the giant's head with one sword. No blood spurted out as imagined, instead, it felt like cutting into a mass of cotton, completely lacking the real feeling of killing!
He lowered his eyelids. The giant under his feet shrank sharply, losing human shape in a blink. Only a headless rag doll remained, lying quietly at his feet. Beside it, the head rolled around Gurgle gurgle, revealing two glass-inlaid eyes staring straight at him, seeming to... mock Roy!
"Rag doll?" Lotus was surprised. "Yes, a rag doll," Ohtsuka Yu said faintly. "[Mental Morphine] is not just a drug, it's also a tool to manipulate addicts through drugs. As long as they eat Guzman's candy,"
"Everything about themselves, including Nen abilities, will be taken away by Guzman, becoming his Nen abilities. Among them is..."
"[Scapegoat Rag Doll]!"
"Scapegoat Rag Doll?" Lotus muttered lowly. Smart as she was, she immediately understood the connection. Name matches person, Nen matches name. Since it's called [Scapegoat Rag Doll], it means... the Nen user possessing this ability can use the rag doll to block death for him, meaning...
"As long as the rag dolls are not exhausted, the Nen user will not die..." Lotus's eyes focused, suddenly enlightened. Finally understanding... what Ohtsuka Yu meant by "not that easy to kill"!
"Worthy of Miss Lotus, seems you've figured it out." Ohtsuka Yu clapped in praise. Lotus remained silent. Suddenly thinking of something, she glanced sideways at Ohtsuka Yu. "Why do you know so well?"
Ohtsuka Yu's eyes smiled even more, winking mischievously at the woman. "Because... I am also a rag doll."
"And me,"
"Me too,"
Pop... pop... pop...
Three consecutive pops exploded, lifting a corner of Lotus's hat brim. The woman's pupils constricted abruptly, watching Ohtsuka Yu, Mark Wayne, including Eve Valentine, all vanish. In their place, only three rag dolls of different sizes, genders, and colors remained!
She was like someone who had suffered Medusa's gaze, petrified on the spot!
Whoosh~ A gust of wind blew, sweeping away all the noise... The various spies hiding on the trash heaps lost their voices in unison. Inside the huge villa with a corner cut off, in a blink, only Roy remained, along with a few pitiful people high on drugs, sitting, slumped, lying, or folded... all falling into a bizarre silence!
"Young Master!"
Urgent footsteps sounded. Kastro hurried over, shouting with a solemn face, "The people you told me to watch, all turned into rag dolls!"
Roy was speechless for a long time. Clang, he sheathed his sword. Looking up at the bright sun in the sky, after a moment, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Let's go."
With that, he left the North Sector with Kastro.
Afternoon, the sun setting towards the west...
The sunlight weakened, losing the light and heat of noon. Republic of Padokea, Kukuroo Mountain, Zoldyck family compound.
Roy lay on Silva's rocking chair. At some point, his body paused, opening his eyes...
Beside him, Silva spoke. "Finished?"
Answering him was Roy's long silence. Was it finished? There was a panel notification, "Life Energy" also increased... Only four rag dolls remained at the scene. Clearly...
Things had gone far beyond his control!
Heading towards—
Losing control!
"I missed," the boy said.
Silva: "..."
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