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Chapter 183 Magicians Don't Perform Without Preparation

"I was careless!"

He watched as the crimson tide swept towards him once again, giving him no chance to breathe.

A look of helplessness appeared on the face beneath the clown Erin's mask.

"That's it, now we can't play anymore."

As he spoke, the clown Erin's body stiffened.

The next second, thousands of blood-red tentacles and a raging wave of blood-red energy engulfed the clown Erin's body.

The figure of the clown Erin was torn into countless paper scraps by the tentacles, which then drifted away in the wind.

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"It's fake again..."

Kingpin, who had hidden his fat head behind the huge, rotting hand, peered through the gaps in the rotting hand and saw yet another paper figure being torn apart by thousands of tentacles.

The rage in his eyes surged again, the intense anger instantly rushing into Kingpin's mind, relentlessly burning away what little reason he had left.

However, this anger was quickly suppressed by Kingpin's iron will.

Kingpin, his reason returning once more, watched the Joker vanish before his eyes again, manipulating his decaying flesh to form a shield of blood and flesh around his head.

It was also controlling the blood-red tentacles that had gradually spread throughout the slaughterhouse and restaurant, sweeping them in all directions.

Under such a wide-ranging attack.

No matter how well that annoying clown hides, he will soon be "swept out" by his tentacles that are all over the slaughterhouse and living room.

only.

This time, Kingpin was destined to miscalculate.

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Judging from his own calculations, even if he continued fighting, he would find it difficult to defeat this deeply distorted "Kingpin".

Having injured his ankle, a critical area, the Joker Erin immediately chose to make a strategic retreat.

He directly replaced the disguised clown Erin with the paper doll he had secretly hidden at the tunnel exit, and his body landed on the ground.

He then pressed a button on his waist.

next second.

With a crackling sound of electricity, a dazzling burst of sparks erupted from a button-shaped patch about twenty meters away from where the clown Erin had landed.

A smile appeared in Erin's eyes, which were illuminated by the dazzling sparks.

As a magician, he certainly wouldn't perform without preparation.

After realizing that something might be wrong with Kingpin, the Joker, Arryn, continued to delve deeper into the matter, but also encountered many other problems.

Whether it was the paper doll stuck not far from the entrance of the passage or those flammable patches, they were all part of the Joker Erin's backup plan.

The blazing light that burst forth from not far away illuminated the darkness.

The clown Erin vanished from his spot in an instant, only to reappear in the firelight.

Using the ignition patches he had placed in various corners of the passageway, the clown Erin moved swiftly through the increasingly corrupt passageway, his figure illuminated by the flames.

Several Flame Leaps allowed him to pass through the corrupted tunnel that might be controlled by "Kingpin".

After appearing in a relatively clean passageway using [Flame Leap], the clown Erin, feeling a sharp pain in his ankle, leaned against the passageway wall and sat down.

"hiss······"

After sitting down hard on the ground, the clown Erin, whose ankle injury had been aggravated by the movement, gasped in pain.

Feeling the sharp pain in his ankle, the clown Erin quickly placed his left hand on his ankle.

Damage Transfer

In the blink of an eye.

The injury on Joker Erin's ankle, under the influence of an inexplicable force, strangely moved to the little finger of Joker Erin's left hand.

Ten fingers connected to the heart.

The stinging pain from his left little finger, which swelled up like a radish, caused a bead of cold sweat to appear on the forehead of the clown, Erin.

However, it also relieved him.

The pain in my fingers was no less severe than the pain in my ankle.

But at least now that the injury to his ankle is gone, it will no longer affect the clown Erin's movements.

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Just as the clown Erin used [Flame Leap] to quickly pass through the polluted and corrupted passageway.

In Kingpin's mind, he also saw the image of the Joker Erin fleeing the tunnel quickly amidst the flames.

The images that flashed through his mind made Kingpin, who was searching for the clown Erin in the slaughterhouse, pause for a moment, but then he felt a surge of shame and anger at being tricked.

Kingpin, already on the verge of spiraling out of control, was further engulfed by this surge of shame and anger.

Fine, dense blood vessels writhed beneath his enormous head.

Driven by raging fury, Kingpin, a mountain of flesh, stepped out of the slaughterhouse, which had been engulfed in darkness, for the first time.

This time, Kingpin's last shred of reason failed to stop him from spiraling out of control.

Because his subconscious was telling him that he absolutely could not let the Joker Arryn escape from Fisk Tower, otherwise, if the Joker Arryn revealed his current appearance...

Then, endless troubles will await him from now on.

I have to keep this eyesore here.

Under this will.

One twisted, blood-red vein after another wriggled and moved the corpses they had captured to the bottom of Kingpin's massive body.

Then, using these numerous hands and feet as if they were Kingpin's hands and feet, they dragged Kingpin's massive body forward with all their might.

Despite the wriggling of these hands and feet, Kingpin, who resembled a mountain of flesh, moved quite quickly.

But Kingpin still felt it wasn't enough.

"Not enough, not enough..."

Accompanied by yet another roar.

Blood-red tentacles burst forth from Kingpin's body, intertwining and weaving together into something resembling treads, which attached themselves to Kingpin's lower body.

Meanwhile, more crimson tentacles, like climbing hands and feet, continued to attach themselves to the ground and walls, pulling Kingpin forward.

With the acceleration from these things, Kingpin's massive body moved much faster once again.

At the same time, Kingpin's enormous body was writhing and becoming increasingly elongated.

Then, carrying a part of Kingpin's body, he rushed directly into the rotting tunnel.

As Kingpin, this enormous, fleshy monster, relentlessly pushed his body into the rotting tunnel.

This already polluted and corrupted passageway suddenly accelerated the rate of distortion.

The blood that had already spread throughout the tunnel seemed to have burst forth with a gushing sound, as if a floodgate had been opened.

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"Um?"

Having transferred the injury to his ankle using [Damage Transfer], the clown Erin had just reached the destroyed entrance to the tunnel when he heard the sound of rushing water coming from the tunnel behind him.

I turned my head and looked.

Joker Erin suddenly realized that large swaths of dark red blood were gushing towards him from the tunnel behind him.

At the same time.

The passageway beneath his feet trembled slightly, as if some enormous creature was advancing toward him from the entrance of the passageway he had just entered.

"This aura and vibration frequency... could that guy really have gotten in...?"

Feeling the increasingly intense vibrations, the clown Erin narrowed his eyes and stopped his plan to leave immediately.

They stood still and waited quietly.

The clown Erin didn't have to wait long.

soon.

Deep within the tunnel behind the clown Arryn, a gigantic ball of flesh, almost completely filling the tunnel, appeared before him, dragged by dozens of pale, rotting arms and countless dense, blood-red tentacles.

The clown Erin, his eyes slightly narrowed, looked surprised but also as if he had known it all along when he saw the figure appear in the passageway.

The person appearing behind the Joker was none other than Kingpin, whose body was covered in rotting flesh and blood.

"It managed to squeeze into such a narrow passage; this big guy seems more agile than I imagined!"

Compared to the enormous creature in the slaughterhouse, the "Kingpin" in the passageway was undoubtedly much smaller.

He didn't know whether the Kingpin appearing before him was part of the body of that behemoth in the slaughterhouse, or a flesh and blood clone that had split off from it.

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Looking at the entrance at the end of the passageway, which had collapsed and been buried.

A hideous and terrifying smile appeared on the enormous head in the center of the giant fleshy ball.

"Heh, you can't escape..."

"Become one with me..."

The Joker, Erin, rubbed his ears, which were still ringing from Kingpin's booming voice, and said calmly, "Sorry, I refuse to merge with a man!"

"However, since you were so 'enthusiastic' in seeing me off, I'll give you a 'generous gift' in return!"

"Look me in the eye! You bastard..."

Accompanied by a loud shout from the clown Erin.

The clown Erin, who had been standing still for a long time, instantly activated the mind magic [Despair Gaze], aiming it at Kingpin's eyes.

"roar······"

At the moment [Desperate Gaze] was activated, an ancient and vast dragon roar seemed to resound from the Joker Erin.

An incredibly terrifying aura erupted. At this moment, the clown Erin seemed to transform into a six-eyed ancient dragon that blotted out the sky, carrying a terrifying power capable of destroying the world, and instantly rushed into Kingpin's eyes.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Kingpin's two eyes, which had already begun to rot, seemed unable to withstand the pressure brought by this mind magic and were blasted open.

Then it rushed into Kingpin's spiritual depths, into the lake of his heart.

Soon, this mind magic rushed directly into his heart, and then collided with the reason that Kingpin was struggling to maintain in his heart.

boom!

[The Despairing Gaze] When Kingpin collided with the steely will that suppressed the aberration, allowing Kingpin to control the power of the aberration without completely succumbing to madness, a thunderous roar resounded from Kingpin's heart.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying mental storm swept across the area.

It directly turned Kingpin's sea of ​​consciousness into chaos.

Even Kingpin's unbreakable will of steel was thrown into chaos by the devastating impact of the [Disappointing Gaze].

"roar········"

Having lost the last shred of his will to remain rational, Kingpin let out a roar that was not human.

The countless crimson tentacles hidden within Kingpin's massive, decaying body suddenly went berserk, as if they had lost their restraint. Each crimson tentacle multiplied and grew dozens of times thicker in an instant, transforming from barbs into thick javelins that swept out in all directions.

At the same time, a strong stench of decay continued to erode and pollute everything around Kingpin.

It seemed to be corrupting everything.

The walls, the pipes, even the steel bars within the walls—all were susceptible to decay before that aura…

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However, the clown Erin can no longer see any of this.

After casting [Despair Gaze] into Kingpin's eyes, the Joker Erin instantly appeared in the elevator hall destroyed by the explosion using [Flame Leap].

Thanks to that explosion, the destroyed elevator lobby is now filled with exposed electrical wires that are sparking everywhere.

In the corners of this ruin, there are still various fragments burning with flames.

That's why, without even using the backup plan he had set up, the clown Erin used the burning flames to jump into the elevator lobby.

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at the same time.

Fisk Tower, deep underground.

Having lost his target, the Joker Arryn, Kingpin has lost the last shred of his sanity.

Driven by instinct, and carrying a terrifying aura that corrupts everything, it charged madly toward the ground above.

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After feeling the terrifying aura spreading from below.

The clown Erin didn't stop either.

He nimbly climbed upwards through the gap he had cut in the unfortunate elevator that had been completely destroyed by the explosion.

Before the clown Erin could even climb to the ground floor, he was greeted by a cacophony of exclamations.

Because of the earth-shaking explosion that caused the Fisk Tower to tilt, the building was already in complete chaos.

Countless terrified gang members, desperate to survive, swarmed down the building and rushed toward the only exit of the Fisk Building.

Seeing the extremely chaotic scene before him, a hint of joy flashed across the face of the clown, Erin!

Wow!

"What a chaotic scene, I love it."

"Snapped!"

With a crisp snap of his fingers, the clown Erin, who had just "stepped out" of the elevator, immediately activated illusion magic and a mental field to disguise himself as a member of the Fisk Tower and blend into the crowd.

Amidst the shoving and pushing of countless people, they surged towards the outside of Fisker's building with the flow of people.

(End of this chapter)