Meanwhile.

In the dark passage under the elevator hall, the bullseye that was bombarded by the shock wave and rolled outward several times, just propped up, couldn't help but "wow", and spit out a mouthful of dark red blood.

After reaching out to wipe the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, Bullseye stood up with his body.

He had to get out of here as soon as possible, or he would have to wait for the explosives buried in the elevator hall to explode, and if the passage didn't hold up, he might have to be buried here too.

Thinking about the elevator hall that was about to turn into ruins, and the passage that he blew up.

A hint of complexity flashed in the bullseye's eyes.

"Gold and ······"

The emotion in the bullseye's eye only appeared for a moment, and it was dispelled by him.

Then he held the bullseye of the wall with one hand, and propped up his body and walked towards the depths of this dark secret corridor.

I don't know if it was the explosion just now that short-circuited the wires and wires of this corridor or something.

The corridor that should have been bright under the light was pitch black at this time.

Fortunately, the bullseye has an unusually sharp vision, with a faint dark vision, otherwise he would not even be able to see the road in front of him.

"Zizi ·······"

That's when it happened.

On a button-like patch behind the bullseye, there was a sudden sound of electricity as if the wire had been short-circuited.

The moment he heard this voice, Bullseye's whole person suddenly froze.

He didn't remember anything about himself that would make such a sound.

After a brief stiffening, Bullseye pulled a gleaming knife from his waist and slashed towards the place where the sound came from his back.

He didn't wait for his knife to cut through the button-like patch.

The patch exploded with a dazzling spark.

The scorching fire instantly lit up this pitch-black corridor, illuminating the lights of this corridor.

I only felt a slight heat behind my back, as if I had been burned by a flame, and there was no follow-up bull's-eye, and after glancing at the illuminated corridor behind me, the corner of my eye couldn't help twitching slightly.

Between the flickering of cold light.

The silver knife in the bullseye's hand was shining with cold light, and it was close to the skin on the back of the bullseye, cutting off the clothes with the patch, but it didn't hurt the skin of the bullseye at all.

Looking at the fragments of clothes that fell to the ground and were still glowing, a trace of doubt flashed in the bullseye's eyes.

That's it?

He had thought that his back had been taped to something lethal like a small explosive.

But I didn't expect it······

But it's such a bluffing gadget.

When the bullseye is wondering.

Between the flickering firelight, a slender figure quickly solidified behind the bull's-eye.

Through the reflection of the firelight on the ground, he found that there was quickly a bullseye of a figure behind him, and without thinking about it, he stabbed the silver flying knife in his left hand backwards.

But this time········

"Bondage!"

Don't wait for the silver knife to stab.

Erin the Clown's thoughts flew between them.

A silver-white thread quickly sprang out from the clown Erin's fingertips, like a swift snake.

In the blink of an eye, the bullseye that tried to resist was tightly tied.

Being bound in a posture similar to tortoiseshell binding, the bullseye who was humiliated in place, the muscles of his whole body bulged violently, and instantly burst out with a powerful force that did not match his physique, trying to break free from the shackles of the strange silk threads on his body.

But the more he struggled, the tighter the filament of resentment bound him tightened in an almost humiliating way.

Just a moment.

The bullseye's body was strangled with blood lines.

Even like his arms, the resentment in the places where he was struggling severely ripped through his skin and embedded it in the muscles of the bullseye.

If it weren't for the fact that Vicious Lust was forbidden by the clown Arin to devour the flesh of the bullseye at this time, the bullseye at this time would have been devoured by the Vicious Thread's sacrifice.

"No need to struggle, it's useless."

Looking at the bullseye that was still struggling, and even secretly restrained his fingers, desperately reaching into the pocket where the flying knife was hidden, a trace of indifference flashed in the clown Erin's eyes.

Reach out and hook it.

At one end of the resentful silk, the bullseye's whole body, the large and small throwing knives hidden in various places of the combat suit, were scattered into a row, and then sent to the clown Arryn.

Looking at the large and small models and different colors of flying knives in front of him.

The clown Erin chuckled, "There are so many throwing knives, they can be hidden········"

At the same time as the clown Erin's words fell.

A deafening and terrifying explosion erupted directly above their heads.

Bang!!!

In the midst of this violent explosion, Erin and the others were directly vibrating violently above the special corridor used to escape.

Above the road, a large piece of stone powder fell from the brush.

A few seconds passed.

The deafening explosion gradually dissipated.

The clown Erin, who was shocked by the violent explosion and had some tinnitus in his ears, plucked his ears with his little thumb in displeasure.

Until the tinnitus in the ears has subsided a little.

The clown Erin looked unhappily at the bullseye who was also shocked by the explosion.

"With such a violent explosion, you are not afraid of blowing up the Fisk building on the ground."

"This is your home base."

············

The bull's-eye, whose ears were also stinging by the explosion, looked at the clown in front of him and said: "Heh, I think this explosive is still buried less, otherwise there will be a little more explosives, and this escape passage will be blown up directly, wouldn't it be better for you to bury me?" ”

After hearing Bullseye's words, the clown Erin sneered: "Poof, don't say it so much as death, if you really want to die with me, you won't run away just now!" If you don't run, with such a violent explosion, maybe I'll be dragged by you and die? ”

After glancing at the bullseye with disdain.

Erin the Clown was moved.

The resentful silk who was spiritually manipulated by the clown Arin moved the row of throwing knives aside.

After glancing at the throwing knives, Arin the Clown reached out again.

The bullseye's head, which was bound by tortoiseshell binding, was lifted up under the pull of the resentful silk.

After resisting a few times.

Seeing that his strength could not shake the resentful silk that bound him, Bullseye simply gave up resistance and raised his head to look at the mysterious man in the clown mask in front of him.

"Who the hell are you?"

Looking at the unwilling bullseye in his eyes, the clown Erin said lightly: "You don't need to know this." ”

When they looked at each other, the clown Erin's mental force field turned violently, silently eroding the bullseye's mind.

Soon.

A hint of confusion flashed in the bullseye's eyes.

A hint of confusion flashed in the bullseye's eyes.

But he didn't wait for the clown Erin to ask.

The confusion in the bullseye's eye quickly disappeared.

Then it turned into a horrification of rage.

"That was just now······ Hypnosis, damn bitch, you actually want to hypnotize me? ”

Ignoring the bullseye's angry scolding of the clown Erin, Erin shook his head as he looked at the bullseye who quickly woke up from his mental force field.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a villain with a name and a surname in the original book, and he actually broke free from the cognitive modification of the mental force field so easily, it seems that it is really not easy to hypnotize you characters with their own missions!"

"In that case·······

"Look me in the eye! Bastard! ”

[Despondent Gaze]!

This is the first time that Erin the Clown has used the [Lost Gaze] psychic sorcery since his psychic promotion.

And under the urging of the powerful psychic power of the clown Erin after his promotion, the witchcraft of [Lost Gaze] also showed its power in front of Erin again.

With the Clown Arryn and the bullseye looking at each other.

The invisible [Mournful Gaze] seemed to form a roaring six-eyed dragon phantom in Erin's eyes, inciting the terrifying giant wings behind it that covered the sky and the sun, carrying a terrifying power that destroyed the world and the earth, from above the nine heavens, along the passage that went straight to the heart.

Shocked to pounce.

Before it got closer, the sense of terror and oppression that almost formed a substance caused the bullseye to suffocate.

And wait for the moment when the six-eyed dragon's psychic dragon phantom roared and rushed into the bullseye's heart lake.

The terrifying pressure instantly washed away the bullseye's heart lake and the soul that was far tougher than ordinary people.

"Click!"

With a sound like the sound of glass shattering, the bullseye's eyes instantly became bloodshot and burst into two blood lines.

A deft turn, behind the splattered blood.

Erin found that the bullseye had become dying at some point.

His face was covered with blood, and dark red plasma continued to flow out of the bullseye's seven orifices.

If it weren't for the fact that his body was still resentful and bound in place.

His dying body, like a candle in the wind, was probably already collapsing to the ground.

"Hiss ······"

Watch the destructive power of the Dead Gaze.

Erin the Clown, with an exaggerated gesture, gasped.

"This power has been upgraded!"

A slight contrast to the power displayed by [Demoral Gaze] before.

Erin the Clown discovered the power of this [Lost Gaze], and it almost changed drastically.

The [Lost Gaze], which could only destroy the spirit of the other party before, now has the power to distort reality.

Not only can it destroy the opponent's mind, but it can even tear the opponent's soul and cause some damage to the enemy's body in reality.

It's a spiritual witchcraft.

The spirit of Erin's spiritual realm directly made [Mournful Gaze] once again a hole card of Erin.

With such a powerful psychic sorcery, Erin can already imagine that if his enemy does not have a certain means to protect his mind, he is afraid that if he looks at each other, he can scare the opponent's eyeballs out.

It's not bad, but you should pay attention to the power when you use this [Lost Gaze] in the future, otherwise it will be a trouble to use too much force all of a sudden, like now.

Originally, Erin used resentment to bind the bullseye in order to hypnotize the other party and torture some useful information from the other party.

But who would have thought that this time he would use too much force and scrap the bullseye.

"It's really troublesome, and I don't know if I can ask something useful in this way."

Looking at the bullseye lying on the ground and dying, the clown Erin scratched his hair with some annoyance, and then walked towards him again.

··············

It's about the same as the Clown Arryn estimated.

Because the heart lake is broken and the soul is torn apart.

Although this time the clown Erin successfully hypnotized the other party through the ability of the psychic force field, the message he gave was intermittent and unspeakable because of the broken soul.

What's more, before the clown Erin could ask for the most wanted information from his mouth, Bullseye swallowed his last breath.

"Devour it!"

Looking at the bullseye who had lost the last trace of his breath, the clown Erin waved his hand, and let the resentful silk that had already been impatient on the side devour the bullseye's body and the broken soul.

As a well-known villain in the Marvel world, Bullseye's flesh and soul seem to have some special qualities.

I don't know if it's the delusion of the clown Erin.

After devouring the flesh and soul of the bullseye.

The resentful thread seemed to become sharper and more agile.

With his hand, he took off the row of filaments that hung on the resentment silk and flew into one of them.

The clown Arin received the Ring of Greed from the row of special throwing knives carefully crafted by the bullseye.

While playing with a black special throwing knife in his hand.

The clown Erin stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and on the unextinguished flame on the ground, Erin extracted a stream of orange-red flames.

Under the manipulation of Erin the Clown.

The orange-red flame stream directly turned into a fist-sized fireball, floating a meter away in front of the clown Erin, illuminating the pitch-black corridor for him.

In order not to extinguish this flame stream.

Erin the Clown even deliberately added a piece of solid alcohol that he had come from an unknown source to increase the durability of this fireball.

Through the glow of that orange fireball.

Erin the Clown walked to the other end of the passage.

As Erin continues to go deeper.

In this corridor, there seems to be a strong smell of blood and rancid smell gradually permeating the hallway.

"Hello ······"

Erin, a clown with a keen sense of smell, sneezed several times from the strong rancid smell.

What's going on?

How did it suddenly become so stinky.

After manipulating the fireball in front of him and circling around.

Erin the Clown found that the strong smell of blood and rancid smell seemed to permeate through the cracks in the corridor that had been shattered by the explosion just now.

Look at the crevices that still emit a rancid stench.

Erin the Clown couldn't help but think.

[Jin and that guy, when he built this road, he wouldn't have put a lot of corpses into the wall, otherwise after these cracks cracked on the wall, why would this road stink so much? 】

However, as the clown Erin deepens.

He quickly changed his mind.

Because, at some point, the passage in front of Erin the Clown suddenly became ······

(End of chapter)