I sparked a mysterious resurgence in Marvel.

Chapter 180 Rot

at the same time.

In the dark passageway beneath the elevator lobby, Bullseye, who had been blasted outwards several times by the shockwave, had just propped himself up when he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of dark red blood.

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Bullseye forced himself to get up.

He had to leave as quickly as possible, otherwise, if the explosives buried in the elevator hall detonated and the passageway couldn't hold, he might be buried here as well.

Thinking of the elevator lobby that was about to be reduced to ruins, and the passageway that he had blown up.

A complex emotion flickered in Bullseye's eyes.

"Kinpin..."

The emotion in Bullseye's eyes appeared for only a moment before he dispelled it.

Then, supporting himself with one hand on the bullseye in the wall, he walked deeper into the dark secret passage.

I don't know if the explosion just now caused a short circuit in the electrical wiring in this passageway or something else.

The passageway, which should have been brightly lit by those lamps, was now pitch black.

Fortunately, Bullseye possesses extraordinary sharp vision and a faint ability to see in the dark; otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to see the road in front of him.

"Sizzle..."

Just then.

A sound like an electrical short circuit suddenly came from a button-like patch behind the bullseye.

Upon hearing that voice, Bullseye froze instantly.

He couldn't recall having anything on him that could make that sound.

After a brief moment of stiffness, Bullseye suddenly drew a gleaming dagger from his waist and slashed at the spot on his back where the sound had come from.

But before his knife could cut into that button-like patch...

The patch then emitted a dazzling spark.

The intense heat of the fire instantly illuminated the dark passageway, making it brightly lit.

He only felt a slight heat on his back, as if he had been scorched by a flame, and then there was no further impact. When he caught a glimpse of the illuminated passageway behind him out of the corner of his eye, his eye twitched slightly.

A flash of cold light.

The gleaming silver knife in Bullseye's hand cut off the patch of clothing attached to his back, but without damaging his skin in the slightest.

Looking at the pieces of clothing lying on the ground, still sparkling, a hint of doubt flashed in Bullseye's eyes.

That's it?

He initially thought that a small explosive device or something similar had been stuck to his back, something potentially lethal.

But unexpectedly...

It was such a deceptive little gadget.

Just as Bullseye was wondering.

Amidst the flickering flames, a slender figure swiftly solidified behind the target's eye.

Through the reflection of the firelight on the ground, he saw a figure suddenly appear behind him. Without thinking, he thrust the silver throwing knife in his left hand backward.

But this time...

"Restraint!"

Before the silver dagger could strike.

As the clown Erin's thoughts raced through his mind.

A silvery-white thread swiftly shot out from the clown Erin's fingertip, like a nimble serpent.

In the blink of an eye, Bullseye, who was trying to resist, was tied up tightly.

Bound in a position similar to tortoise shell binding, he was humiliated and tied to the bullseye in place. His muscles bulged suddenly, and he burst out with a powerful force that was disproportionate to his physique, trying to break free from the strange silk threads binding him.

But the more he struggled, the tighter the resentful and venomous threads that bound him tightened around him in a way that was almost humiliating.

In a fleeting moment.

Blood streaks appeared on Bullseye's body from the restraints.

Even in places like his arms, where the struggle was intense, the resentful threads of passion tore through his skin and embedded themselves firmly into the muscles of his bullseye.

If it weren't for the fact that the Vengeful Love Threads were forbidden by the Clown Erin from devouring Bullseye's flesh and blood, Bullseye would have already been sacrificed and devoured by the Vengeful Love Threads.

"Don't bother struggling, it's useless."

As he watched the still struggling fingers, which were even secretly reaching for the bullet hole in the pocket where the throwing knife was hidden, a trace of indifference flashed in the eyes of the clown Erin.

He reached out and hooked it.

One end of the venomous thread of resentment carried a row of throwing knives of all sizes hidden all over Bullseye's body and in various places in his combat suit, and then delivered them to the Joker Erin.

Looking at the various throwing knives of different sizes and colors in front of him.

Clown Erin chuckled, "So many throwing knives, you can hide them all..."

Just as the clown Erin finished speaking.

A deafening and terrifying explosion erupted directly above their heads.

Boom!!!

Amidst the violent explosion, the special escape tunnel where Erin and his group were located began to shake violently.

Large amounts of stone dust fell from above the passageway.

Several seconds passed.

The deafening explosion gradually subsided.

The clown, Erin, whose ears were ringing from the loud explosion, angrily picked at his ears with his little finger.

The tinnitus in my ears subsided slightly.

The clown Erin glared angrily at Bullseye, who was also reeling from the explosion.

"With such a violent explosion, aren't you afraid it will collapse the Fisk Tower on the ground?"

"This is your headquarters."

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Bullseye, whose ears were also stinging from the explosion, looked at the clown Erin in front of him and said, "Heh, I think there wasn't enough explosive. Otherwise, if there had been more, it would have collapsed this escape route, and you would have been buried with me, wouldn't that have been better?"

Upon hearing Bullseye's words, the Joker Erin scoffed, "Pfft, don't talk like you're ready to die. If you really wanted to take me down with you, you wouldn't have run away! If you hadn't run, with such a violent explosion, you might have actually dragged me down with you!"

He glanced at the bullseye with disdain.

The clown Erin had a sudden thought.

Manipulated by the clown Erin's spiritual power, the venomous threads of resentment moved the row of throwing knives aside.

After glancing at the throwing knives, the clown Erin reached out and hooked them again.

Bullseye's head, which was bound by tortoise shell, was lifted up by the pull of resentful and venomous emotions.

After resisting several times.

Seeing that his strength was no match for the resentful and venomous threads binding him, Bullseye simply gave up resisting and looked up at the mysterious man in the clown mask in front of him.

"Who exactly are you?"

Looking at Bullseye, whose eyes were filled with resentment, the Joker Erin said calmly, "You don't need to know that."

As their eyes met, the clown Erin's mental field suddenly shifted, silently eroding Bullseye's mind.

soon.

A hint of confusion flashed in Bullseye's eyes.

But before the clown Erin could ask anything...

The slight confusion in Bullseye's eyes quickly disappeared.

Then it turned into a feeling of horrified anger.

"That was... hypnosis, you damn bitch, you actually tried to hypnotize me?"

Ignoring Bullseye's angry rant, Erin shook his head as he watched Bullseye quickly regain consciousness from his mental field.

"As expected of a named villain from the original work, he broke free from the mind field's cognitive manipulation so easily. It seems hypnotizing characters like you with your own missions is really not easy!"

"Since that's the case..."

"Look me in the eye, you bastard!"

[A disheartened stare!]

This was the first time the clown Erin had used the mind spell "Despair Gaze" since his spiritual advancement.

Driven by the powerful mental strength of the clown Erin after his advancement, the sorcery [Despair Gaze] once again demonstrated its power before Erin.

As the clown Erin and Bullseye locked eyes.

The invisible [Despairing Gaze] seemed to form a roaring six-eyed dragon phantom in Erin's eyes, flapping its terrifying, sky-covering wings and carrying a world-destroying, awe-inspiring power, flowing from the heavens through the eyes, the channel that leads directly to the soul.

They pounced in horror.

Even before getting close, the almost tangible sense of terrifying oppression made Bullseye feel suffocated.

And the moment the six-eyed dragon's phantom image roared and rushed into the heart lake of the target's eye.

The terrifying pressure instantly overwhelmed Bullseye's heart and his soul, which was far more resilient than that of ordinary people.

"Snap!"

With a sound like shattering glass, Bullseye's eyes instantly became bloodshot, and two blood lines appeared.

With a nimble turn, he avoided the splattered blood.

Erin discovered that Bullseye had become critically ill at some point.

His face was covered in blood, and dark red plasma kept flowing from the seven orifices of the bullseye.

If it weren't for the fact that his body was still bound tightly to the spot by the threads of resentment and love, he would have...

His body, like a candle flickering in the wind, was probably already collapsed on the ground.

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

Look at the destructive power of the [Disheartening Gaze].

The clown Erin gasped dramatically.

"This power has been upgraded!"

Compared to the power previously demonstrated by the [Dejected Gaze], this is slightly different.

The clown Erin discovered the power of the [Depressing Gaze], and it almost brought about a complete transformation.

Previously, the "Despairing Gaze" could only destroy the opponent's spirit, but now it has almost the power to distort reality.

It can not only destroy the opponent's mind, but also tear apart their soul and cause some damage to the enemy's physical body in reality.

It truly lives up to its reputation as mind magic.

The spiritual realm of Erin directly made [Dejected Gaze] a trump card for Erin once again.

With such powerful mind magic, Erin could already imagine that if his enemy didn't have some means of protecting their mind, he could probably scare their eyeballs out of their sockets with just one glance.

It's not bad, but I need to be careful with the power of this [Dejected Gaze] in the future, otherwise, like now, if I use too much force at once, it will be a troublesome thing.

Erin originally used the venomous love threads to bind Bullseye in order to hypnotize him and extract some useful information from him.

But who would have thought that this time they used too much force and ruined the bullseye.

"This is really troublesome. I don't even know if I can get anything useful out of them."

Looking at Bullseye lying on the ground, barely alive, the clown Erin scratched his head in annoyance, then walked towards him again.

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Just as the clown Erin estimated.

Because the heart is broken, the soul is torn apart.

Although the Joker Erin successfully hypnotized his opponent this time using his mind field ability, the information he provided was fragmented and incomplete due to his shattered soul.

More importantly, before the Joker Erin could get the information he wanted most from him, Bullseye breathed his last.

"Devour it!"

Seeing Bullseye had lost his last breath, the Joker Erin waved his hand, causing the vengeful threads of love that had been waiting impatiently to devour Bullseye's body and the last remnant of his soul.

As a named villain in the Marvel universe, Bullseye's flesh and soul seem to possess some special qualities.

I don't know if it's just the clown Erin's imagination.

After devouring Bullseye's flesh and soul.

The threads of resentment and venom seemed to have become sharper and more agile.

He casually took one of the flying weapons hanging from the string of resentment and love.

The clown, Erin, then stored the row of specially crafted throwing knives that Bullseye had meticulously crafted into the Ring of Greed.

While playing with a black, specially made throwing knife in his hand.

The clown Erin reached out and grabbed a ball of orange-red flame from the still-burning fire on the ground.

Under the manipulation of the clown Erin.

The orange-red flame transformed into a fist-sized fireball, floating a meter in front of the clown Erin, illuminating the dark tunnel for him.

In order to prevent the flame from going out.

The clown, Erin, even went so far as to add a piece of solid alcohol that he somehow managed to get his hands on, to increase the fireball's durability.

By the light emanating from that orange-red fireball.

The clown Erin then walked towards the other end of the passage.

As Erin continued to delve deeper.

A strong smell of blood and decay seemed to gradually permeate the passageway.

"Achoo..."

The clown Erin, with his keen sense of smell, sneezed several times as his nose was stimulated by the strong stench.

What happened?

Why does it suddenly smell so bad?

He manipulated the fireball in front of him to circle around once.

The clown, Erin, noticed that the strong smell of blood and decay seemed to be emanating from the cracks in the tunnel caused by the earlier explosion.

Looking at the crack that was still emitting a putrid stench.

The clown Erin couldn't help but think of it.

[When Kingpin was building this tunnel, did he perhaps embed a bunch of corpses into the walls? Otherwise, why does this tunnel smell so bad after all these cracks appeared in the walls?]

However, as the clown Erin delves deeper...

He quickly changed his mind.

Because, without anyone knowing, the passageway in front of the clown Erin suddenly became...

(End of this chapter)