Floating over the ground below in the form of a chariot, Feilusa looked up at everything unfolding high in the sky and could not help crying out in shock:
"My god, what the hell just happened—!?"
Feilusa had originally been convinced that as long as he could drive Weimeng into the open skies with no cover, Lü Zhi and Gomodole, following close behind, would surely be able to finish him off without a hitch.
And at first, reality had unfolded exactly as the Clowns wanted. Feilusa had indeed successfully driven Weimeng into their trap, while Lü Zhi and Gomodole had indeed successfully completed their pincer attack on him.
Yet, at the final stage of wrapping things up, what appeared before Feilusa was a heaven-shaking reversal that left him utterly blindsided.
At the same time, Lü Zhi, who had rapidly opened up distance from Weimeng earlier, now wore an expression of unimaginable horror and disbelief.
Gomodole had clearly gotten his wish and used the "Sweat Fuse" to control Weimeng. After reviving through the "Takeback Belt," he had immediately prepared to detonate Weimeng's body.
Yet in the instant before Gomodole could trigger the explosion, his own head exploded first!
From Lü Zhi's distant vantage point, Weimeng's severed gun hand, which had flown away, seemed to suddenly come alive. It aimed by itself, fired by itself, and, as an artificial object, blasted straight through Gomodole's skull in one stroke!
The outcome left Lü Zhi so shocked that he was struck dumb.
Then, beneath the disbelieving gazes of Lü Zhi and Feilusa, Weimeng and Gomodole, high in the air, fell one after the other toward the ground.
Although Gomodole's sudden death spared Weimeng from being blown up on the spot, the effects of the "Sweat Fuse" that had seeped into his body would not