Madam, I like you.

　Future vision: observe subtle changes in the opponent's body muscles to predict the next action.

　Hallucination, making the other person see hallucinations.

　"That's exactly what I want. Although I don't know what kind of creature you are, I believe you must be related to the imperial weapon. Even if the other party is an imperial weapon user, it's no big deal." Beheading Zank waved his hand, and the broad-bladed hidden sword hidden in his loose windbreaker popped out.

　He licked the bloody blade and said frantically, "Have fun! Tonight will be an art night, and your head will become my one-of-a-kind collection!"

　Chapter 185 Your Weakness is Your Heart

　On the roof of a high-rise building near the deserted square, Chi Tong sat alone, watching the battle between Mo Yankong and Decapitation Cook. Her mission was to monitor Mo Yankong and assess his true strength. At this point, the monitoring mission was meaningless.

　Click-click——

　Chi Tong ate the snacks in her hand with a silly look on her face. The packaging of the snacks in her hand was written in English. Anyone who knew English would know that it was a bag of potato chips. After eating a few pieces, she licked the salt off her fingers and took a sip of the Coke next to her.

　“Hmm…”

　Chi Tong's icy expression gradually softened, revealing an expression of immense enjoyment, and the background was almost popping with bubbles and flowers.

　Mo Yankong brought these snacks from another world. Knowing Chi Tong was a foodie, he brought some snacks from another world for her to taste.

　The effect was unexpectedly strong. After eating a bag of potato chips given by Mo Yankong yesterday, Chi Tong would hang around Mo Yankong for no reason, sometimes staring at Mo Yankong's back with a "resentful" look, and when Mo Yankong turned around, he would quickly turn away from her sight.

　The battle began. Chi Tong carefully rolled up the seal of the potato chip package, put it in his arms, held the Coke in both hands, drank it while watching the battle between Mo Yankong and Zhantou Zanke.

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　"Come forward and swing your sword, aiming for my neck."

　"Then he thrust it upwards, intending to split my head open."

　"Next, jump up and hit me hard."

　"What a shame! What a shame! I saw through all your moves!"

　Swish!

　Beheading Zanke seized the opportunity when Mo Yankong moved, and cut open Mo Yankong's abdomen with a sword. Blood spurted out. Beheading Zanke laughed wildly from his absolute superior position.

　Mo Yankong stepped aside, having become accustomed to the extraordinary physical fitness of humans in this world, and beheaded Zanke. If placed in the world of "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure", he would at least be on the same level as the Pillar Man Kaz, and would have an absolute advantage in dealing with humans.

　Hearing the line about beheading Zanke, Mo Yankong felt nostalgic and asked with a smile, "Beheading Zanke, do you know what happened to the last person who said a similar line to me?"

　Yes, it’s that jojo who has a golden spirit, a gentleman’s blood, and is the rogue who keeps asking what his next line will be.

　"what?"

　“I became his father.”

　"What a mess."

　Mo Yankong shrugged: "It's just my personal bad taste."

　"What's wrong with your body?" As he spoke, Beheading Zanke saw that the wounds on Mo Yankong's body caused by his hidden blade had healed in a very short time. He said with a look of sudden realization, "So that's how it is. You are a biological imperial weapon. As long as your core is not destroyed, any injury can be quickly healed."

　"Hahaha." His laughter became more and more crazy.

　"It doesn't matter. I held back just now because I wanted to thoroughly experience the pleasure of severing another's body. Since you have a biological imperial weapon, I can satisfy myself to my heart's content. I'll slash you a hundred times. A thousand times, until I find your core and kill you with one blow."

　Mo Yankong grinned, "Go ahead and try."

　"Then let me find out where your core is." The emerald green gem on Beheaded Zank's forehead opened, and the light became brighter.

　"perspective."

　Mo Yankong's clothes disappeared and nothing unusual was seen.

　"Second floor perspective."

　Beheading Zanke saw Mo Yankong's muscles all over his body. After peeling off the skin, the killer trembled slightly: "What? This monster's body is completely different from that of an ordinary human... No. Since it is a biological imperial weapon, this degree of difference is natural."

　"Three layers of perspective."

　His eyes passed through the muscles and saw Mo Yankong's internal organs and bones, which were very different from those of ordinary humans.

　"Completely see-through."

　Finally, Beheading Zanke laughed excitedly: "Found it, your weakness is your heart!"

　Mo Yankong remained standing still, being scrutinized by the man before him with inhuman eyes. A heart? Mo Yankong had a rough idea of ​​what Decapitation Zanke had seen. It was the ripple amplifier stored in the heart—the Perfect Aizhe Redstone.

　boom!

　Paved square

　The floor tiles were cracked by the huge force, and Mo Yankong's body suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared next to the beheading Zanke. He waved the long sword with both hands and hit Zanke, just hitting him, using the long sword as an iron rod.

　boom!

　Beheading Zanke's body was hit like a baseball and knocked down the guardrail. The hidden blade in his right hand and Mo Yankong's long sword shattered together.

　Beheading Zanke looked horrified. He had indeed seen Mo Yankong's muscles change, but the speed was too fast and the strength was too strong. It was completely different from before.

　"What a terrifying speed!"

　He barely used his hidden blade to block Mo Yankong's attack. His arms were trembling slightly, and his muscles had not yet recovered from the heavy blow.

　Mo Yankong threw away the broken sword in his hand and said playfully, "Why, you fell down before I even used any strength?"

　The strength of a perfect creature is 900kg/cm, and its arm strength is at least tens of tons. After coming to this world and analyzing the genetic information of humans in this world, its strength has increased a lot. Mo Yankong's words are not empty talk. In fact, he only used about one-fifth of his strength in this attack.

　Mo Yankong stretched out his hand, and a brilliant blade popped out from his right hand, flashing with colorful light. He waved it casually, and the surrounding ground, trees, and guardrails were all cut into pieces by the blade of light.

　[Five Visions - Observer] saw through the true nature of the Brilliant Sliding Blade. Beheading Zanke gritted his teeth and said, "That weapon was actually born from the body. That light is the moonlight reflecting off the high-speed rotating gear saw blade. It's not a sword at all, but a continuously rotating saw."

　Under the deadly threat, Beheading Zanke broke out.

　"Don't underestimate me! I'm just a prop! Not even a human! Not worthy of being my collection!" Beheading Zanke roared and rushed towards Mo Yankong angrily.

　shhhhh--

　The moment the two bodies intersected, the air vibrated and exploded, and the brilliant and sliding blades swung thousands of times.

　Beheaded Zanke's clothes and hidden blade shattered, and a large amount of blood splattered all over his body. At this moment, his body was subjected to the punishment of slow slicing, and his body was covered with thousands of tiny wounds, and he rolled to the side.

　The gap in strength is too great. It is impossible for any living creature to win and become the perfect creature that reigns at the top of the food chain.

　The beheaded Zanke, whose body had turned into a bloody man, stood up tremblingly. "No... Impossible... Impossible, I will actually die here. Those voices are ringing in my ears, trying to drag me into hell... Haha, how can I let you do what you want?"

　clap clap-

　Mo Yankong clapped his hands again and praised with a smile: "You can still stand up, amazing."

　The Imperial Gear [Five Visions - Observer] on Zanke's forehead shone brightly. He grinned grimly and said, "Throughout this time, those I've killed have been groaning in hell. They hate me and want to drag me into that hell. I can only alleviate my fear by constantly killing people. Since I'm going to be killed, I'll drag you into this hell too."

　"Feel my fear!"

　Chapter 186 Illusion Duel

　"Five Visions All Powers—Complete Illusion!"

　The imperial weapon [Five Visions - Observer] emitted a brilliant green light. When Mo Yankong looked directly at the green light, the world in his eyes was corroded by blood. All the places covered by blood were like entering the other world. A blood moon hung high in the sky. Under the blood moonlight, only ruins remained of the prosperous imperial capital. All the building surfaces were covered with a layer of muscle and fat tissue of this creature, wriggling and breathing.

　Mo Yankong looked around and whistled with a relaxed look on his face at this hellish scene.

　The ground was crawling with emaciated zombies, their eye sockets sunken and without eyes, blood oozing from their mouths, ears and noses, and headless corpses staggering around.

　The smell of blood blocked my respiratory tract, it was so sweet and cloying that it was sickening.

　Mo Yankong could hear faint moans, screams, curses, cries, pleas, and curses in his ears.

　"It hurts! My body hurts!"

　"Who has seen my head? Where is my head? Who cut off my head?"

　"You murderer! Hahaha! Come here! Enjoy the torture of hell with us."

　"No, I don't want to die yet! I still have a family!"

　"Jack-Jack-Jack—help me!"

　Mo Yankong naturally knew that the scene before him was just an illusion, but he was able to cover the illusion with human vision, smell, taste, hearing, and touch, so the hell before him was no different from reality.

　These sounds and these dead people were probably what Beheaded Zank had heard and seen before.

　A corpse crawled to Mo Yankong's feet and bit his calf. He could feel a clear stinging sensation, and Mo Yankong crushed its head with one foot.

　Beheading Zanke closed his eyes, his face intoxicated as he shouted, "This is the voice I've always heard, the hell I've seen. Now I've pulled you in here, and what you see is my mental state, which also represents my highest, most cruel, and most beautiful art!"

　He raised the broken hidden blade and pointed it at Mo Yankong, sneering, "Your spirit will suffer in this world!"

　"Hehe...hahahaha." Mo Yankong grinned and laughed out loud, and it turned into a laugh full of irony.

　Beheading Zanke asked in a deep voice: "What are you laughing at? What's so funny!?"

　"It's funny. Is this kind of place and this kind of scenery worthy of being called hell?"

　"what!"

　"Behead Zanke, you should go to more places

　, especially on the battlefield, that's where you can experience the true art, hovering between life and death, feeling the stimulating instinctive desire to kill, and the game is almost over."

　Facing Mo Yankong's contempt, Beheading Zanke responded disdainfully: "Oh? Do you have the ability to break free from the influence of this world? Killing me is meaningless. The illusion of this hell has been implanted in your mind! Poor guy, don't you understand your situation now?"

　"Hmph, never mind. As a return gift for letting me see something interesting, I'll let you feel it." Mo Yankong snorted lightly, placing his hands on his chest, with his index fingers and thumbs stretched out, forming a rectangle facing the beheading Zanke.

　Mo Yankong's body quickly faded away and hid in the shadows, his blood-red eyes opened in the shadows.

　"What?" Beheading Zanke showed fear on his face, and the imperial weapon [Five Visions Universal Observer] on his forehead was fully activated, reflecting the blood-red shadows that made up Mo Yankong's body, wanting to see clearly what Mo Yankong wanted to do.

　"Standard liberation." A gloomy and cold voice sounded.

　The blood-red shadows that made up Mo Yankong's body opened hundreds of eyes, all focused on beheading Zanke. A low roar came from the surging blood-red shadows.

　Dead River's standard ability, creating illusions and releasing Dead River apostles.

　The moment he looked into those hundreds of eyes, Beheaded Zanke's body tensed, his hands and feet were cold, his eyes widened as if he had seen an indescribable monster and he screamed: "What is this..."

　He retreated step by step, his expression becoming more and more shaken, and he let out a terrible cry and fled.

　"Impossible! There's no way such a thing exists in this world!"

　"Who are you! Don't come over here! Don't come over here, ahhhh!"

　"Ahhh!"

　Decapitation Zanke wailed, covered his eyes with his hands, and fell to his knees. He inserted his fingers into his eye sockets and pulled his eyeballs out. His body trembled and he begged, "Kill me! Kill me now!"

　The gluttonous beast jumped out from the bloody shadow and bit the beheaded Zanke's body into pieces in one bite.

　The bloody barrier disappeared, Mo Yankong walked out of the spiritual world created by Beheading Zanke, and the world in front of him returned to normal.

　The gluttonous beast walked towards Mo Yankong, biting half of Decapitation Zanke's body. Decapitation Zanke, his body in pieces, was still barely alive. But his spirit had been greatly shaken. He stared blankly ahead, his face filled with endless confusion and fear.

　Mo Yankong had no idea what Beheading Zanke saw. The illusions created by Mo Yankong were based on the recipient himself, stimulating the recipient's fear.

　Zanke possesses the Imperial Gear [Five Visions - Observer], which allows him to cause others to see hallucinations, and he himself will inevitably be affected by them. Just like in the world of Cthulhu, humans with higher insight usually go crazy faster.

　"Sweet dreams, behead Zanke." Mo Yankong smiled and helped him close his eyes, removed the imperial weapon on his forehead, and let the gluttonous beast deal with his body.

　Even if Zank were beheaded and killed, his spirit would always be tortured in the mental cracks created by hallucinations.

　"[Five Visions All-Powerful Observer] is one of the more interesting imperial artifacts."

　Mo Yankong weighed the ping-pong ball-sized imperial weapon in his hand, opened his mouth wide and swallowed it in one gulp.

　Swah——

　Chi Tong's petite body landed in front of Mo Yankong. Seeing Mo Yankong devour the imperial weapon in one gulp, she didn't feel strange at all. She tilted her head and asked curiously, "K, is this what the imperial weapon tastes like?"

　Mo Yankong shrugged: "Nothing."

　"Yeah."

　Chi Tong's mouth was drooling, and it seemed that she really wanted to eat the imperial weapon. In her opinion, if Mo Yankong could eat it, she could definitely eat it too.

　Seeing her greedy look, Mo Yankong said with a smile: "If you are curious, eat your Murasame."

　Akame lowered her head to look at the demon sword Murasame in her hand, thought for a moment, and answered seriously, "I can't eat it, but I have eaten rabbit meat that has been corroded by the curse poison. It tastes bitter and smelly, not tasty."

　You really dare to eat it!

　Mo Yankong was speechless at the foodie before him, then shook his head and laughed. It seemed he wasn't much better off. If he encountered an unknown creature, he'd really like to taste it and crack its genetic sequence.

　"Mission complete, let's go back."

　"Ah."