Doctor 315's eyes had gone utterly vacant.
As he stared at the figure who had reappeared before him, he felt more helpless than he ever had in his life.
Lynn slowly rested his blade on his shoulder. "You've seen it yourself, Doctor. From beginning to end, I never actually launched any meaningful attacks against you. You simply weren't careful enough. Your consciousness can no longer control Leviathan at all, can it? In other words, you're all alone now."
Step by step.
Step by step!
Through meticulous calculations, Lynn had weakened and stripped away his control over Leviathan, little by little.
Yes, it was exactly as Lynn had said. He had never launched a proper attack against him. Yet whether it was the backlash from Puppet or the Instant Death Book, Lynn had dug a pit along his inevitable path ahead of time and waited for him to jump in.
But he truly couldn't understand.
How on earth had he done it?
Why did Lynn seem to know every step he would take in advance? Even the Instant Death Book hadn't escaped his predictions.
But he should have noticed long ago. When Lynn sent away the Demon Ghost and Mechanical Body at his side, he should have realized that Lynn was planning something. Yet it had never occurred to him that these were precautions to keep the Instant Death Book from harming his teammates.
If he had known it would come to this,
he would have used that killing move the instant Lynn attacked him!
"You... monster!"
His eyes were bloodshot and nearly bursting as he glared at Lynn, who was approaching him step by step.
He had no trump cards left.
Or rather,
under the effects of this Binding Curse, many of his trump cards and methods had become useless.