Hisoka tore the Nobunaga puppet's head off.
Hisoka had suddenly shot diagonally through the air to land behind the Nobunaga puppet by using the Bungee Gum he had attached to the puppet's sword with his playing cards.
But when setting up and using his ability, he had concealed all traces of Bungee Gum with In.
That gave his sudden counterattack a distinctly uncanny quality.
The headless Nobunaga puppet slowly toppled at Hisoka's feet. The sword that had sliced down his playing cards fell with it, clattering against the ground.
"What an exquisite puppet."
Hisoka casually tossed the Nobunaga puppet's head up and down like a ball.
His face was utterly relaxed. Coupled with his remark, his expression seemed to convey a single point:
Aside from looking realistic, this puppet seemed to have nothing else going for it.
Omokage looked at Hisoka, shock written across his face.
A puppet painstakingly modeled after one of the Phantom Troupe's frontline fighters had been destroyed so easily.
It suddenly reminded Omokage of Moyu cutting down the Netero Puppet with a single slash.
Tonight...
What on earth was going on?
Why had his previously unstoppable God's Puppets suddenly become so ineffective?
Omokage gritted his teeth and directed the remaining Franklin and Phinks puppets to attack Hisoka.
Hisoka thoroughly enjoyed Omokage's look of disbelief.
"You shouldn't just throw away puppets you worked so hard to make."
Hisoka suddenly kicked the Nobunaga puppet's headless body toward him.
The instant his toe touched the headless puppet, Hisoka wrapped his projected Nen around its body to increase the force of the attack.
Watching the Nen-wreathed headless puppet hurtle toward him, Omokage sidestepped to the right and let it fly past.
Almost immediately afterward—
The Nobunaga puppet's head came flying toward him as well.
Omokage no longer had room to