He's in Marvel, working behind the scenes.

Striving for peace is really just making excuses for one's own peace of mind!

The less you get closer to me, the more uneasy I feel, which is why my body unconsciously backs away.

Because I am that powerful.

The unknown Vongola!

Come to my side!

Once we are no longer enemies, you will no longer feel fear; once I become your backer, you will have eternal peace of mind!

Xin's mouth dropped open.

Alexandra, Sowanda, and Botu also stared wide-eyed.

This wasn't an act; Rokudo Mukuro was genuinely stunned by these words.

Although Dio's words were lengthy, they boiled down to two points: the weak feel fear and unease, but following the strong eliminates that unease. And he is the strong one, so go and follow him!

This is the first time he's ever seen someone so arrogant.

"Hahaha……"

After his initial surprise, 'Xin' couldn't help but laugh, his laughter growing louder and louder. "Dio, after all you've said, aren't you just trying to recruit me as your subordinate?"

Is your constant recruitment of people as subordinates also for the sake of peace of mind?

Could I assume that you are actually very weak, so weak that you need to constantly dominate others to feel at ease?

Dior's smile faded, his gaze growing colder. "Do you know what happens when a small animal provokes a tiger?"

The moment the words left his mouth, Xin's head exploded like a watermelon.

Alexandra's pupils contracted sharply.

Sowangda and Botu gasped in shock.

Four pairs of eyes, none of them could see what was going on.

Rokudo Mukuro's brain was working at lightning speed.

What's happening here?

Distorted space?

Did you distort the space around the head of the letter?

No, if he could do that, he wouldn't have bothered using bricks to attack Balian yesterday.

Thinking of this, 'Alexandra' looked around the letter and found a lot of rubble not far behind him.

It was as if a huge rock had smashed Xin's head, and he continued to fly backward due to inertia.

But why is it so broken?

While most stones are not as hard as a human head, and a collision between the two usually results in a bump on the head and the stone shattering, the resulting fragments, resembling those from a giant hammer blow, would never occur from a head impact.

Wait, a boulder being struck?

Rokudo Mukuro recalled what Squalo had said: countless boulders suddenly appeared before them, shooting towards them like cannonballs, but they could not see the trajectory of the attack.

Could it be that Dio threw the boulder with great force and then used his spatial abilities to teleport it, making its flight path invisible?

That doesn't make sense!

I didn't see Dior make any moves.

Moreover, even if it were thrown, only the stone would break, while the person would be stunned but not have their head smashed.

unless……

This is what happens when small animals provoke tigers!

Dior's voice brought 'Alexandra' back to her senses.

She looked at Dio in shock and asked, "Lord Dio, what's going on?"

"This is naturally my great power!"

Dior offered no explanation and turned to walk toward the bed.

'Alexandra' was about to say something when she suddenly realized a problem.

Since Dio got out of bed, he hadn't moved, so naturally he wouldn't go back.

And now he has walked back.

This indicates that he moved.

Just now, when he attacked the letter, he moved forward a few steps.

But why didn't I see him move?

Teleportation?

No, signs can also be seen from spatial movement.

This guy's ability is definitely not spatial teleportation.

And why did he move forward?

If abilities can be activated simply by thought, then there is no need to move at all.

Unless... he can't reach it.

Thinking of this, 'Alexandra' silently glanced at Dio's previous position and mentally calculated the distance to the letter.

Ten meters!

(His attack range is about ten meters.)

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Rokudo Mukuro deduced Dio's approximate attack range and also made some guesses about his abilities.

However, that conjecture was far too shocking.

If that's the truth, then even if you guessed it, it would be difficult to handle.

(Let's keep testing the waters!)

Thinking of this, Alexandra respectfully said, "Lord Dio's power is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people, it's just a matter of faith..."

She stopped talking at this point, only glancing back at the letter that was growing a new head.

The meaning is clear: this alone cannot solve anything.

"Immortality?"

Dior stopped and glanced back at the letter.

Seeing that the other party was growing a head at an astonishing speed, he couldn't help but show an annoyed expression.

Speaking of immortality, Dio was once very proud of his vampire abilities. But after witnessing the immortality of the Five Fingers of the Hand, he felt that the immortality he gained as a vampire was like a scallion pancake mixed with toilet excrement.

While it does bring convenience, it also brings drawbacks, which are utterly disgusting.

"...Just leave it alone."

Dio pondered for a moment and said, "The one possessing Murakami Shin right now is not himself. Bind him with chains, and the person controlling him will eventually leave on his own."

Alternatively, torture could be tried.

The body is controlled by the mind. He is currently controlling Xin's body, so Xin's physical reactions should also be transmitted to him.

If he can't take it anymore, he'll just pull back on his control too.

"Yes, Lord Dior!"

Alexandra bowed slightly and left with the letter.

But in the instant she turned her back, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a wicked smile, and the two strange rings on her hands gleamed.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

Huge vines burst from the ground, instantly enveloping Dior and the entire canopy bed, forming a natural cage.

"Lord Dior!?"

Alexandra, Sowanda, Botu, and the others, who were about to leave, immediately stopped in their tracks, their faces showing shock and panic.

Next, we need to go and rescue people.

But the next second, more vines sprang up from the ground and bound them all together.

"Hum hum……"

A clear, crisp laugh came from outside the curtain.

Everyone looked up at the sound and saw a familiar figure standing outside the layers of curtains.

—Mrs. Gao

Dio recognized the figure at a glance, but she was certain it wasn't herself.

(Was she possessed too?)

(Or was this Mrs. Gao a fake from the start?)

Dior's attention had been drawn to a series of events, so he hadn't reacted immediately, but now he realized this obvious flaw: so many things had happened behind the curtains. If Madame Gao had no problems, she couldn't have remained completely indifferent as if she were hiding something.

"I only subdued the puppet I possessed. What are you beings that have the illusion that you have already taken control of the situation?"

"Madam Gao" spoke calmly as she slowly walked inside, and a mist rose from the curtains.

"Tap..."

Whether it was because everyone's attention was focused on the newcomer or for some other reason, 'Madam Gao's' footsteps were exceptionally clear, so clear that one could almost picture a scene from them.

As she drew closer, the fog thickened, completely enveloping 'Madam Gao's' figure, obscuring her form. Only a swirling, shifting mass of fog could be seen through the curtains, moving ever closer.

With each layer of the thick fog lifted, its shape lengthened, gradually resembling a human form. Until the final layer was lifted, the fog completely transformed into a human shape, revealing its true form—

She had a blue pineapple-shaped hairstyle and a ponytail that reached her hips. She was very tall, but her figure was very well-proportioned.