Substitute Death Doll X The Situation Spirals Out of Control

"Sizzle~" A flying fiery slash grazed Guzman's cheek, but he anticipated its trajectory using the [Circle] ability and dodged it by tilting his head...

The scorching heat reddened his cheeks, and his strike lost its target, crashing straight into the roof, slicing it open, and soaring into the sky...

Seeing the Magic Shadow instantly killed, its corpse slumped in the corner like a rag doll, Otsuka Yu let out a strange laugh, casually glancing at Mark Wayne and saying, "Wayne, how does his knife compare to your axe?"

[The Executioner] specializes in chopping off heads!

Mark Wayne, the most renowned "Enhancement" Nen user under the Fourth Elder of the Council of Elders, was skilled with a hand axe. He replied nonchalantly, "We'll only know after we fight."

The martial arts faction always lets strength speak for itself... but intelligence suggests that the Priest is a suspected "Conjuration Nen user, yet his Swordsmanship is so sharp that he seems even more like an " Enhancement " user than he is, a " Enhancement.

Even though Mark Wayne was reluctant to gloat, he had to admit... the opponent's ability to kill the Magic Shadow with a single strike showed considerable strength... plus...

That bizarre ability to Clone... Mark Wayne unleashed [Circle] and stared intently at the sword-wielding Sun-Earring Boy. A fragrant breeze wafted around him, and Eve Valen, alluring and alluring, rushed towards him.

The woman hugged the man's arm, breathed warmly into Mark's ear, and said sweetly, "Mark, share the intelligence with me later."

"Not being able to draw a circle is a hassle..." You know, people don't like fighting and killing.

"Slut!" Renzi looked at the men and women engaging in illicit sexual intercourse with disdain, exchanging mating for information. She knew perfectly well that they, including... the Ronin, were here not only to gather intelligence, but also perhaps to... help Guzman.

They're all driven by self-interest. Guzman's drug trade spread throughout Meteor City with the tacit approval, or even the authorization and support, of the elders in the Council of Elders. Of course, they benefited from it.

Now, some hothead has suddenly appeared out of nowhere, trying to sabotage this free money-making opportunity... Since the young Priest doesn't follow the rules, he shouldn't blame the Council of Elders for doing the same!

A corner of the black wide-brimmed hat was lifted, revealing Renzi's beautiful face hidden beneath a light veil. The woman caught sight of Roy, recalling her conversation with Belus just moments before, and a thought suddenly popped into her mind... Perhaps, saints are just fools!

A fool who is misunderstood by the general public!

"Tap... tap..." Footsteps sounded... Inside the villa, where a corner had been opened, sunlight streamed in, falling on the Sun-Earring Boy and draping him in a Rosy Garment...

The Snow Walk pointed directly at Guzman, its gleaming tip still bearing traces of the Magic Shadow's blood, which evaporated in the intense heat. One hundred meters... ninety meters... eighty meters... the distance was closing.

The Stainless Steel Zip Tie that Guzman had been using to restrain Roy finally succumbed to the intense heat and were easily freed by Roy's effortless movement. The Sun-Earring Boy's black hair swayed in the wind as he walked unhurriedly toward Guzman. Guzman swirled the wine in his glass, and after a brief moment of distraction following the death of his subordinate, the Magic Shadow, he regained his composure and treated Roy like a broken porcelain vase—broken, so be it. His sinister gaze locked onto Roy, and he smiled coldly, "Looks like you really don't intend to talk properly. Fine..."

The wine glass in his hand was suddenly thrown to the ground!

Glass shards flew everywhere, occasionally hitting one or two zombies that had eaten the [candy], tearing open their skin and piercing their flesh. However... they were completely unaware, immersed in mental pleasure, smiling as they collapsed at Guzman's feet, or stood in a strange folding knife shape, as if welcoming their "king," their "lord," sacrificing themselves to provide him with Nen Qi!

"Buzz..."

Visible to the naked eye, several streams of Nen Qi drifted toward Guzman, who suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled them.

At this moment, the green-headed Sun-Earring Boy seemed to have taken a booster, injecting himself with acupuncture. As he became intoxicated, his aura surged, and even his physique underwent a tremendous Transformation!

[Mental Morphine]: It can not only "please" others, but also "please" oneself!

With a loud "boom!"...

A sinister, twisted energy, tinged with a deadly pleasure, erupted from Guzman!

The green-headed Sun-Earring Boy's eyes turned red, and then his body began to swell. His clothes, unable to withstand the force, tore open with a "rip," revealing his strong and muscular body!

1.7 meters... 1.8 meters... 2 meters... 2.5 meters... 3 meters... 4 meters... 6 meters!

With a roar, the sound waves shook the rubble!

Guzman transformed into a giant in the blink of an eye, blocking out even the sunlight overhead. With a casual punch, he scraped the wall, causing it to crack in a spiderweb pattern. Eventually, unable to withstand his power, the wall collapsed, allowing Otsuka Yu, Renzi, Mark Wayne to see the scene without needing [the circle].

"Wow, it's huge... Will it be even more powerful after taking drugs?!" Eve Valen finally got a view. Her wanton eyes darted around, fixating on Guzman's lower body. Unfortunately... Guzman's buttocks were too big, completely blocking her view, much to her disappointment.

Mark Wayne wrapped his arms around the woman's waist, glancing at her sideways. "I don't know if he's vigorous or not, but at least, you can't handle him."

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Eve Valen: "?"

Mark Wayne maintained his aloof demeanor, but his hand slipped inside the woman's collar. "Don't get me wrong, I'm talking about strength."

"Hehehe," Otsuka Yu chuckled wickedly, "Don't underestimate a woman's body, Wayne."

Renzi remained silent, while the others who had come to her aid appeared calm and even had the nerve to joke around. It seemed... they must be very confident in Guzman, just as some of them had said...

Big means fierce!

Drug use and the depletion of one's life potential can push an ordinary person to heights they don't belong... let alone someone as adept at this as Guzman?

He is both a Mental Morphine and a source of heightened excitement!

"Hmph!" Two long jets of gas suddenly spewed from Guzman's nostrils as he transformed into a giant...

Large swaths of shadow fell, tearing apart the Rosy Garment that draped Roy.

The young man paused and looked up to see Guzman's ferocious face showing a sickly flush... Comparing it with the "Gourmet Giant", "Hundred-Style Guanyin" and the two-headed troll summoned by Grandpa Jaeger in his "Game of the Dead" he had seen, I don't know...

Is this "beast" in front of us just dead muscle or living muscle?

Or perhaps... dead but living muscle!

Bang!

The knife rises!

Fist strikes!

A fist as huge as a cannonball came crashing down!

Guzman stomped his feet on the floor, creating two large craters, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived, punching Roy squarely in the face!

Suddenly, a sword rang out, and Roy parried with his backhand, using the Snow Walk block Guzman's punch, taking the hit head-on... but his body lowered slightly, and a hint of disappointment appeared on his composed face... not as good as Silva, even... not as good as the already opened Aura Nodes of the Himejima Gyomei... He immediately lost interest in playing with him.

"Indeed, the practice of simply copying others is not advisable."

What isn't yours will eventually abandon you!

Roy glanced at Guzman with a mocking look, his scarlet eyes slowly rotating like a blood-red sword piercing Guzman's heart, as if repeatedly telling him... he's just a pretty face...

Guzman roared, defiantly kicking Roy in the chest, trying to kill him... but instead, a soft voice whispered, "Go to sleep."

Before he could even lift his big feet, he swayed, suddenly overcome by a wave of drowsiness, and uncontrollably stumbled back a few steps before finally collapsing to the ground!

The Forced Coma Sleepiness combined with the Sharingan's ocular power unleashed its might at this moment. The sudden shift in offense and defense, in just an instant, solidified into steel marks, firmly imprinted on the hearts of Yu Renzi, Mark Wayne, and Eve Valen...

The busty woman trembled and instinctively grabbed Mark Wayne's arm. The man's hand, which was still inside the woman's collar, suddenly fixed on her, and he lost interest in teasing her.

What happened?

"Elder Guzman, why did you suddenly collapse?"

"He... could he be high on drugs and hallucinating?"

Whispers filled the air... Various figures peering through the garbage heap stared blankly at the scene inside the villa.

The young Ronin, who had been teasing him, stood up, supporting himself on his knees. At that moment, his expression turned serious, his previous confidence and composure gone. As the saying goes, the layman sees the spectacle, the expert sees the details. Everyone knew Guzman's capabilities. He narrowed his eyes at Roy's scarlet eyes, keenly sensing an unusual Nen Qi within them, and said in a deep voice, "Being trapped in an illusion is real, but it's not because he's high on drugs, it's... forced!"

Renzi, Mark Wayne, Eve Valen seem to...

Otsuka Yu's gaze was fixed on Roy. He took a deep breath and said, "We all underestimated the Priest. He's not some Conjuration, but..."

"Specialization!"

The combination of "enhanced" Swordsmanship, "Transformation" Clone, "specialized" hypnosis, and "Conjuration" as revealed in the intelligence reports—"Priest's methods are far too numerous!"

Mark Wayne and Eve Valen exchanged a glance and then fell silent.

Renzi skirts swayed, her gaze shifting back to Roy, who watched as the Sun-Earring Boy, knife in hand, stepped on Guzman's chest and, taking advantage of his unconsciousness, slashed towards his neck. She glanced indifferently at the group. "Since you're already here, aren't you going to help?"

"Heh heh heh, Miss Renzi, you're still the same as before, cold on the outside but warm on the inside." Otsuka Yu glanced at Renzi, put his hands in his pockets, and quietly watched Roy put the knife into Guzman's neck, sneering, "The Priest is not simple, and neither is Guzman."

"He's not that easy to kill!"

"What's the meaning?"

"Why don't you see for yourself?"

Renzi frowned and followed Otsuka Yu's gaze...

The Sun-Earring Boy Priest sliced off the giant's head with a single stroke, but instead of the expected spurt of blood, it felt like he had cut into a tuft of fur, with no sense of real killing!

His eyelids drooped slightly, and the giant beneath his feet shrank rapidly, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Only a headless rag doll remained, lying quietly at his feet. The head beside it rolled around, revealing two glass-inlaid eyes that stared straight at him, as if... mocking Roy!

"A doll?" Renzi asked in surprise. "Yes, a doll," Zhuang said with a deep look in his eyes. "[Mental Morphine] is not just a drug, but also a tool for controlling drug users. As long as you eat Guzman's candy..."

"Everything I own, including my Nen Ability, will be taken by Guzman and become his Nen Ability, including..."

"[Substitute Death Doll]!"

"Substitute Death Doll?" Renzi murmured softly. As clever as she was, she immediately grasped the key point. The name itself reflected the person's Nen ability; if it was called "[Substitute Death Doll]," then it meant... the Nen user possessing this Nen Ability could use the doll to take their place in death. In other words...

"As long as the puppets continue, the Nen user will never die..." Renzi's gaze sharpened, and she suddenly understood... what Otsuka Yu meant by "not so easy to kill"!

"As expected of Miss Renzi, it seems you've already thought of it." Otsuka Yu clapped his hands in praise. Renzi, then suddenly realized something and glanced at Otsuka Yu: "Why do you know so much?"

Otsuka Yu's smile deepened, and he winked mischievously at the woman, saying, "Because... I'm a doll too."

"And me,"

"I,"

"Bang... bang... bang..."

Three sounds rang out in quick succession, lifting a corner of the Renzi seed hat. The woman's pupils suddenly contracted as she watched Otsuka Yu, Mark Wayne Valen, and even Eve Valentine vanish, leaving behind only three rag dolls of different sizes, genders, and colors!

She was frozen in place, as if under the gaze of Medusa!

"Whoosh~" A gust of wind blew in, sweeping away all the noise... The various spies hiding on the garbage heap fell silent. In the blink of an eye, only Roy and a few poor souls who were high on drugs remained, some sitting, some slumped, some lying down, some folded up... all falling into an eerie silence!

"Young Master!"

Hurried footsteps sounded, Kastro rushed over, shouting with a grave expression, "Those people you told me to keep an eye on have all turned into puppets!"

Roy remained silent for a long time, then with a clang, sheathed his sword, looked up at the Great Sun in the sky, and after a moment, squinted and said, "Let's go."

Having said that, he left the North District with Kastro.

In the afternoon, the sun began to set in the west...

With the sunlight waning and the midday sun and heat gone, Kukuroo Mountain in the Republic of Padokea, the Zoldyck Family's stronghold.

Roy lay in Silva's rocking chair, and at one moment, his body paused, and he opened his eyes...

Xinba, standing beside him, asked in one voice, "Is it over?"

His response was a long silence from Roy. Was it over? A panel notification indicated that "Life Energy" had increased... Only four Heng Little Puppet remained on the scene. Clearly...

Things were far beyond his control!

Heading towards -

Out of control!

"I messed up," the Sun-Earring Boy said.

Xinba: