In that instant, Han Su felt a chill crawl over his scalp. He saw something wrong with Drunkard's body.
The Mechanical Ghost Sequence's ability.
The moment the Ghost Truck hit him, Drunkard had used the temporary-modification ability of the Mechanical Ghost Sequence.
Every muscle, bone, and tendon in his body had been mechanically altered, transforming him to an enormous degree. He had actually withstood the Ghost Truck's collision head-on.
The leader of the four great investigators wasn't just part of the Banshee Sequence, nor had he merely mastered the abilities of the Sea Beasts.
He understood all three sequences!
"Pretty ruthless, and your abilities are quite flashy—"
In the deathly silence, Drunkard spoke. His voice had a metallic quality to it.
"But with the level you two are at, trying to kill me is disrespectful to the Mysterious Power!"
As he spoke, he suddenly exerted force. A series of bones shifted in his arm, making a sound like hydraulics.
The Ghost Truck was actually shoved backward half a meter.
Using that opening, he spun around in a flash.
His body seemed stiff and heavy now, but his movements carried tremendous force. With a metallic coldness, he planted both feet, leaving two craters in the ground, then sprang toward Han Su like a clumsy but immensely heavy machine.
"Bang!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Han Su fired three shots at him, but the bullets only sparked against his body and didn't even break his skin.
As the bullets roared, Drunkard lunged forward, his voice filled with tightly suppressed madness.
"You can exhaust yourselves and still only master one of the three sequences!"
"But I helped develop all three of the Disaster Management Bureau's sequence cipher incantations—"
With a furious roar, he leaped high and slammed a fist into the ground.
In an instant, blue