304 Kingpin Who Works for Diablo Is Like a Fool (10,000 Words Long Chapter)

"Dead? That existence that is almost integrated with nature will die? This is even more outrageous than your desire to dedicate yourself to Warusk."

Bulcaisel shook his head and said, then took a few steps quickly and knocked Leoric to the ground with his own arm.

"Leoric! I warned you! This is Harrogath!"

Bulcaisel stepped on Leoric's sternum, leaned down and stared at the rampant Skeleton King with his wide eyes.

The Skeleton King's previous attacks on Leiko and Volusk were not a problem, and Bulcasso would not regard these things as provocations.

But Leoric really did the provocation.

He influenced Harrogath with his own domain!

"Bulkeso, do you think you can kill me?"

Leoric's jaw bones shook a few times and he let out a contemptuous laugh.

But he had no intention of fighting anymore.

Bulcaisuo is indeed incomparably powerful, but so what?

Killing Leoric is an impossible thing, unless Leoric truly believes that he no longer exists.

Or do you want to kill an existence itself?

Even if Bulcaisel completely mastered the swallowing rules on his chest, he still wouldn't be able to do it.

Swallowing is just another way for Leoric to continue to exist, which is meaningless.

"I don't have to 'kill' you because you are already dead."

Bulcaisel put his face close to Leoric and looked directly at the somewhat handsome King of Bones.

"The Dark Soul Stone has been on my forehead for a long time. Do I know nothing about this thing?"

Bulcaisel raised his feet and sat directly on the ground.

Bulkatho's threat is not that secret, at least the Skeleton King understands it.

The Dark Soul Stone can seal the Demon King of Hell, so sealing the Skeleton King is not a problem.

Leoric knew this very well.

"I'm just a bystander. Who knew that crazy woman Leiko would directly involve me in the fight? I won't just get beaten without fighting back."

Leoric's words sounded like he was trying to defend himself, but he had obviously relaxed.

Since Bulcaisel would say this directly, then the matter would be over.

Barbarians never hold grudges. Even if they are unable to take revenge at the time, they will continue to try.

Either death or revenge, this is the portrayal of most savages.

During the time when Leoric was mad, he killed many reckless barbarians.

He knew the character of these guys very well.

"By the way, where is Leiko?"

Leoric asked casually, with a hint of schadenfreude in his tone.

"You want to see her? And then get beaten up? Your Black King marching in front of Leiko is a joke."

Warusk said unceremoniously, and then turned his attention to Bulcaisuo.

For Leoric, Warusk didn't feel any guilt at all.

Even though he was taking advantage of Leoric, he didn't care much.

His original plan was to immediately target Leoric after he failed to capture Leiko's legend.

The Mad King's Scepter is also an optional equipment.

Carrying the symbol of Leoric's madness was enough to keep Vader's soul hanging on for a while longer.

The worst thing is that Volusk still has a throne that can bestow it.

"How are you going to face Leiko? After all, you still made her suit missing one piece."

Warusk asked.

Although Bulcaisel rejected Leiko's offer to hand over the suit, he was still very concerned about Leiko's legendary armor, a barbarian suit.

Just like the Earth Force and Wasteland sets, there's a way to get the Barbarian to skill mastery.

"I took away her responsibility and now that responsibility is on my shoulders."

Bulcaisel responded to Volusk's question with a pun.

What is Leiko's important responsibility? That is just a long-cherished wish that allows the barbarians to continue to exist and not die out.

Now that this responsibility has fallen on Bulcasso, Reiko can immerse herself in her love every day without having to think about the future of the barbarian clan.

"My gravel hammer is also finished. Apart from you, there is no strong person on the Holy Mountain who can make the rules retreat."

Warusk looked at Bulcaisuo with burning eyes.

Without the suit components, Leiko can no longer show the power she had before she was born. Without the Immortal King's gravel hammer, Warusk can no longer appear as the barbarian's trump card.

"I know your suit is seven pieces, I'll give you your belt."

Bulcaisel glared at Volusk.

The Immortal King suit is different from Leiko's suit. It is a suit with an additional weapon in addition to the regular components.

Therefore, if Volusk wants to show his power in life, he will not be unable to do so because of the lack of a weapon. It is just that the belt will reduce the power displayed by Volusk compared to the weapon.

Besides, Warusk never liked that heavy belt.

The discounted Warusk is still not a guy who can be easily defeated.

This guy went from weak to strong, making his enemies flee upon hearing the news, but he was never defeated.

Even if you die in the hands of the Death Rule, it will be a battle with two hundred casualties.

Warusk gave his life, and death lost its superior status.

Warusk needs the Ziranik Chain to increase his speed so that he can deal with enemies who run faster than rabbits, so after getting the Ziranik Chain, he no longer carries the equipment that looks like a boxing champion belt. .

Even if the heavy belt can act as a shield, he doesn't like it very much.

"Let's all go away. I will prepare food and drinks for next year's celebration."

Bulcaisuo shouted at the ancestors who had stopped. The ancestors looked at each other and disappeared one by one.

Only traces on the ground prove that they once fought in this place.

"I'll bet my throne they'll fight again."

Warusk raised his eyebrows and said:

"Bulkasso, why do you think I won't give?"

Warusk rubbed his chin and sat directly on the ground.

"I was beaten up by Leiko for my path for you."

Warusk's tone was a little strange, but Bulkaiso didn't pay much attention.

The matter has passed, and pursuing the truth is indeed an important matter.

But it's a bit too much to force an acquaintance of hundreds of years for the so-called "truth."

Besides, if Warusk didn't intend to speak, he wouldn't be allowed to speak no matter what happened.

Bulcaisso knew this all too well.

"In this matter, I thank you. But in my memory, you have never actively contributed anything. Your actions are always full of strong purpose. I believe you want to help me, but I I believe you are helping me to do something."

Bulcaisel casually wiped the stains on his body twice and wiped the stains on his hands.

Then he put his hands into his backpack and planned to get some of the spirits he brewed as a thank you gift.

"You three, why didn't you tell me about this in advance?"

Bulcasso threw a few bottles of wine to Madoc and the others, and asked with some dissatisfaction.

"Tch, haven't you already felt it? It's just that the time when this happened was not what you expected."

Madoc walked to the place where the ancestors had left their weapons and rubbed his feet on the ground a few times, as if intending to see if there were any traces of his legend left behind.

Just like what Madoc said, Bulcaisel was not completely ignorant of their plans, but he just didn't expect that they would happen suddenly on this day.

According to his idea, this help should come when he truly becomes the Immortal King.

"Stop looking for it, there won't be anything left. You might as well ask Bulcasso to make a new one for you. Anyway, he has already copied countless legendary ones."

Tarik slapped Madoc on the back of the head, making a crisp sound.

Talik had nothing to say on this issue. On the contrary, he had already squeezed Bulcaisuo once.

He knew very well what Bulkesso would do after hearing these words. Anyway, he would not suffer any loss.

"The unlucky name of Bastin's Power! Bulcaisel! Come back and build me a brand new weapon. This time I want my weapon to be named after me."

Korik bit the mouth of the bottle and said while swallowing the strong drink.

"Man, you're dead, you can't re-create a legend."

Bulkesso said casually without raising his eyes.

Korik does not exist like the Skeleton King, so it is impossible for him to reshape some weird legend after his death.

If someone asked him to re-create a legendary weapon, Bulcaisel would definitely roll his eyes at him.

Because legendary weapons are only truly legendary in the hands of those who shape them.

If an ancient legend reaches the hands of those who shaped the legend, it will naturally become the original legend. With the unbreakable connection between the two, the weapon will gradually become what it should be.

It just takes a little time. After all, weapons are consumables most of the time.

No one can guarantee whether their weapons will suddenly break into pieces during a long battle, so most barbarians' weapons are no longer the original ones.

"I mean punch a hole in my weapon and give me the highest grade emerald!"

Korik yelled at Bulcaisuo, then glanced at Kanuk who was still lying on the ground, and spat disdainfully.

Kanuk is indeed very strong, but he has not lived for himself.

This guy actually used to be active as the chief of the Bull Tribe, which made Korik a little disgusted.

"That's enough. What happened today may be more troublesome than when I cut the pineapple."

"Okay, I do have something I want you to do, but you are still far away from it now."

Warusk said this, and Bulcaisel's face showed an expression of "Sure enough."

"Tell me, I will give you the answer after thinking about it."

As Bulcasso spoke, his fingers tapped rhythmically against the wine bottle in his hand.

"I want you to crush that bastard Rasma, mind you, crush!"

When Warusk said this, his tone was very serious.

But the more serious it was, the more Bulkesso couldn't believe it.

Warusk has never been a serious person, and with such a request, Bulkesso couldn't think of any connection between the two people.

"Why, did you also encounter Rasma? Don't tell me that he was the reason why you didn't defeat death?"

Bulcasso asked with some surprise.

"If you can crush him, you'll know. I doubt Malthael will be taken out by those guys, and Rathma will be among them."

"From what you said, Rasma seems to be a villain who specializes in bad things and good things. Why would he do this? Although that guy looks like a madman, he may be more sane than you and me."

Bulqueso mused.

"That guy is indeed smarter than you and me, as mages always are. Besides, Rathma is the only one among the first-generation Nephalem who is still active."

Warusk said with his eyes closed.

As for what to do with Lars in the future, that is Bulkesso's business.

Warusk wasn't worried that Bulkesso would fail, because Bulkesso had never failed.

No matter how formidable the enemy was, Bulkesso never failed.

"Rasma definitely has the same intentions as you and me, and he may even know more than we do, otherwise there is no way to explain that he is always able to destroy other people's good deeds."

Warusk seemed to be thinking, and the expression on his face became much more serious.

"I think Rasma also wants to be the God of Creation. This is what those who have reached the top think about!

The same goes for me, and so does Leiko. Even if you can still see Li Min, that girl may also embark on the road to becoming a god. Just with Rasma there, I don't think anyone will succeed. "

Volus kept talking about what he knew about Rathma.

Necromancers are always not very likable. This may have something to do with their fighting style.

Corpse explosions, skeletons, ghosts,

Even the Necromancer can conjure a cold place of death.

"So you and Leiko also tried to become gods at that time? What path did you choose?"

Bulkesso was not very interested in Rasma's affairs.

Compared to Volusk who believed in and was wary of Rathma, he would only treat Malthael with the same attitude.

No matter how smart Rathma is, she cannot be smarter than Malthael, who was once the Archangel of Wisdom.

Malthael chose to absorb the power of the Great Demon God. This was definitely not a whim.

It's more likely that this is an opportunity that Malthael has been waiting for years.

Being smart enough to do this doesn't seem to be a big deal.

"I chose the path like Malthael. I wanted to master the rules. As for Reiko, she wanted to disrupt the rules and create the world according to her own will."

Warusk glanced at Bulkesso. What he said was not very clear, but Bulkesso should be able to understand.

"Because you all failed, you want me to follow the path of my first ancestor?"

"That was the closest I've ever come to success."

"Obviously, there is a connection between that existence and you, so you are the second Immortal King?"

Bulcaisel glanced at Warusk, then turned his head.

"You should have seen his phantom. I absorbed the products he left behind, so my strength has always been traceable."

"Okay, I don't want to hear your stories about the past. I just want to know how you plan to treat those souls who have made sacrifices."

Leoric shouted.

Just listening to the vague conversation between the two people made his brainless brain start to heat up.

After getting used to the madness, thinking becomes somewhat difficult.

Bulcaisel kicked Leoric, who was still lying down, and said:

"Okay Leoric, do you still want to hear about Leia?"

"Go ahead, I'm listening. Then you'd better think about where to put me. I'm too lazy to find anyone to help me build an underground palace."

Leoric lay on the ground with no intention of getting up.

An immortal existence can still feel pain, so he suffered an unreasonable disaster.

Anger itself is the power that can hurt the soul. It is the revenge of life against non-life.

As Leoric desecrates life, he will also be harmed by the power of life.

However, every life is a manifestation of life authority. As long as it is alive, it can cause harm to the Skeleton King.

The two probably cannot coexist at all.

"This is Harrogath, do you need me to deepen your memory again?"

Bulcaisel's voice became violent.

Although the Skeleton King will bring greater help after his resurrection, it will also cause a lot of trouble.

"You always like to talk about it with your fists, but it doesn't matter."

Leoric sat up directly, and the light of his soul began to shine in his empty skull.

"I was once a living being, but I never felt any authority over life. Even authority only came after I died and turned into a pile of rotten bones.

I don’t know what happened to the primitive barbarian you are talking about, but it is obvious that he has not shaken the essence of his life. "

Leoric planned to use some of the information he knew as a reward for hearing Leia's story from Bulcaisel, and he spoke without reservation.

"Life is your most precious thing. Even if Malthael absorbs the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell, he is still him.

And Volusk, you want to master the rules as a mortal? Do you know what death means?

I think if you had chosen some weak rules, you might not have left an unexplainable stain at all. "

Leoric turned his head to face Warusk, and his spine made a creaking sound.

"Becoming a god? The god you are talking about is probably the God of Creation, but do you think I am a god now?

The bones of death are revived by my power, and they can even appear alive in my domain. So to them, am I considered a god?

After mastering the rules, you become a god, and becoming a god is the first step towards becoming a creator god. "

Skeleton King took off his crown and threw it to Volusk.

"This is my reward for you. I hope you haven't forgotten to help me take care of that boy."

Volusk took Leoric's crown without saying a word, and then continued to wait for the Skeleton King's next words.

“You chose to let Bulcaisso go down a well-trodden path because someone almost succeeded?

But he still failed, right? "

Leoric said as if he had everything under control.

"Failure is natural. You have almost never experienced the feeling of failure. Is it true that only victory is meaningful?

I grew up through failure.

Does failure count as a rule? The rule of failure is to give up on yourself? No kidding, failure is failure, when you don't achieve your goal, you fail.

The rule of failure is to help you eliminate a wrong path. What other options do you have now? "

Leoric went into preaching mode.

As the king of a country, he cultivated the heroic guide of Dark Wanderer Aidan.

Leoric had unique opinions on many things.

It's just that what he wants to do now is to convince the two barbarians.

And savages are stubborn.

"You talk so much nonsense, but you haven't even touched the threshold after all."

Warusk said angrily.

Leoric was definitely not as powerful as he was when he was alive.

Although he was also a well-known and strong man when he was alive, he was too far away from the level of "god".

"I thought you would say something useful. According to you, failure is elimination? So what can someone do if he masters the rules of failure?

Do I tell you that this road leads to a fruitless road, so turn back quickly?

Is this how you taught Aidan? No wonder he was so fascinated by Adelia. "

Warusk was not at all interested in Leoric's words.

"That's enough, I'm tired of hearing this!"

Bulqueso interrupted the conversation between the two men rudely.

"Now, Leoric, do you still want to know about Leia?"

Bulcasso's tone was very strong, undoubtedly telling the two of them to shut up.

Worusk asked for trouble and disappeared, taking Vader with him.

Vader had been depleted and now needed some help getting back into shape.

So Volusk took Vader to Kanai's Box.

As for Kanuk, Bulcasso grabbed his arm and threw him high towards the Temple of the Elders.

He widened his eyes and looked at Leoric with an expression that said, "Try saying one more thing."

…

"Hello Mr. Fisk, I am Police Constable Angel Dawson of the Major Crimes Unit, I think you already know. The person next to me is my friend, he is a lawyer."

Angel said to Kingpin in front of him, his face unchanged.

He had seen Kingpin more than once, but it felt a little different every time.

Hearing that Kingpin had been keeping several people who looked very similar to him as substitutes, Angel knew something about it.

As for whether it was the resemblance or the effect of surgery, she didn't care.

"There is no one else in this office except the three of us now. I have something to ask of you."

The Kingpin in front of Angel spoke in his usual tone, but it was obvious that he was just a stand-in.

Matthew heard this clearly.

The Jinpin in front of him was like an ordinary person after artificial fattening, his heart was beating very abnormally.

That's a side effect of the change in appearance.

Obviously he did not see the real Kingpin on this trip, so the terrible changes Spider-Man said cannot be verified.

"Please tell me."

Angel had no problem with etiquette and still acted completely normal.

Even if they knew that the person in front of them was not the real Jin Bin, no one would face him with contempt.

After all, this guy bears the appearance of Jin Bin.

"Today I met my boss, and he was obviously not normal. I don't know what to say, but I was very scared when I saw him."

The stand-in for Jin Bin in front of him didn't care at all that his identity was revealed.

This was something Jin couldn't tolerate, but he really had no choice.

This guy lived the longest among all Kingpin's stand-ins because he was very afraid of Kingpin, so according to Kingpin's wishes, he did not show any inappropriate emotions.

He was obedient and obedient, just like a slave who carefully fulfilled all the master's requirements.

To this end he had the privilege of enjoying the conveniences of the Kingpin name in his private time.

But now he has no choice.

"I mean Kingpin! I'm not Kingpin, you should know that! I mean everyone knows that I'm not Kingpin.

King summoned us today, but he didn't say anything when we met, just looked at us calmly.

This is very unusual!"

The poor guy seemed to have lost the ability to think normally, and spoke incoherently.

"When he looked at us, it was like he was looking at a stone, or he didn't see anything. Originally, when he saw us, he still regarded us as a person, but..."

The Kingpin stand-in in front of him was shaking while speaking.

It was obvious that he was full of fear now.

Just when his flesh was rolling like waves, a huge noise suddenly came from upstairs.

Matthew could hear that it was Spider-Man who was beaten away!

But he didn't hear the movement of the guy who attacked Spider-Man at all, not even a little!

"It's the boss!"

The poor stand-in couldn't even speak clearly for a moment, and his whole body was shaking violently.

"Help me! I know a lot of inside information, help me! Take me away. You are a policeman, help me apply for special protection! Help..."

Before the stand-in finished speaking, a huge body broke the ceiling and appeared on this floor.

The guy held a huge hammer in his hand, and the golden stripes on his body kept flashing.

Matthew finally sensed the existence of Kingpin, not because of his sensitive sense, but because of the breath of sin that could not be ignored!

Bursts of breath like tides hit everything.

Matthew's body really tensed up.

[Damn! This guy is stronger than Spider-Man said! Can Rorschach fight him? 】

Matthew thought so in his mind.

"Mr. Fisk, obviously you did something extraordinary in front of me, so do you plan to keep me with you?"

Angel patted Matthew on the shoulder and said so.

"I don't have such plans. I just happened to have something to do with you. This idiot made an appointment with you in my name. So it's just right that I came to meet you."

Although Jin Bing's voice was originally calm, it had never been as cold as it is now.

This made Angel feel a chill.

"So, Mr. Lawyer, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Jin Bing glanced at Matthew, and Matthew immediately felt it.

The feeling of being wrapped in infinite malice almost made him roar directly.

"I just accompanied Angel here, Mr. Jin Bing. I am very grateful for your righteous act today. There are many people in Hell's Kitchen who have difficulty surviving and have benefited from the help of the Fisk Group, so I beg Officer Angel to give me a chance to thank you in person."

Matthew stuttered and finished a long string of words.

This was so disgusting that he almost couldn't stand it himself.

Although Jin Bing's group did do some charity, and some people did benefit from it.

But the biggest beneficiary has always been Jin Bing himself.

Charity is a business for Jin Bing, and it does not interfere with money laundering and tax avoidance.

"Obviously you don't think so, but it doesn't matter, as long as you know how to be afraid, it's enough."

Jin Bing put the huge hammer in his hand on his shoulder and said to Matthew and Angel.

Matthew is a blind man, and he should be "completely unaware" of what happened, but Angel is a normal person, so Jin Bing dared to expose himself in front of him, which is obviously not a good signal.

"Officer Angel, what are you going to say to me?"

Jin Bing walked to the sofa as if he was dozing off.

The huge body sat on it, and the sofa made a sound of being overwhelmed.

Jin Bing's daily necessities are all specially made, otherwise they can't bear his weight that is far beyond ordinary people.

"I was invited here, and I don't know what's going on."

Angel took out a cigarette from his pocket with some trembling and put it in his mouth silently.

But the lighter failed to light the cigarette several times, showing her unrest.

"Well, now that you've seen it, there's nothing to hide."

Matthew tore off his tie, and the buttons on his clothes fell to the ground with a series of pops.

King Bing watched Matthew's movements with interest, with obvious contempt in his expression.

His aura was completely hidden with the help of Skyhammer Stonebreaker, which was the worst case for a blind man.

The power of fear made it impossible for all beings hostile to him to accurately identify him.

It was like listening to the sound of blood flowing in a dark room.

Silent fear!

"Although I don't know how you did it, I can't hear your movements, you just disappeared from the world."

Matthew said to himself.

He really couldn't determine King Bing's location in his usual way, but the strong smell of sin had pointed him in the direction!

Matthew took out his mace from his backpack and faced the position next to King Bing with a fierce look.

King Bing was very confident in his ability, so Matthew wanted to take advantage of this.

Even though it makes me look ridiculous, it works well.

It is not shameful to use wisdom when facing a monster that you cannot defeat.

"Are you ready? I want to seek justice from you for those who have been hurt!"

Matthew roared, rushed in that direction quickly, then jumped high and stepped heavily on the wall with his feet!

With this huge power, Matthew swung the mace in his hand as if he was swinging it randomly.

But he easily passed Jin Bin's body, hugged Angel's waist, and rushed towards the window.

The knife and mace in his hand hit the bulletproof glass hard, and he jumped out in the blink of an eye.

"Interesting? I remember it."

Jin didn't have the slightest intention to pursue him, but silently looked at the substitute who was trembling more and more fiercely.

Matthew and Angel, who jumped out of the window, fell on a huge spider web in mid-air and landed safely.

It was Spider-Man who appeared in front of them.

It's just that his condition doesn't look good at all.

There was a huge hole in the shoddy uniform, and there was a distinct smell of blood on the hood.

"I know what you are talking about. The current Kingpin is indeed not an enemy we can face."

Matthew put down Angel directly.

The situation was so urgent that he didn't have time to pay attention to how he left with Angel.

"Next time, and I mean if there is a next time, I hope it doesn't hold me like a sack."

Angel retched and said.

Matthew's previous huge impact made her feel like her internal organs were being squeezed, and now she had no other thoughts except wanting to vomit.

"Let's go, I'll contact someone, it's just that my law firm seems to have to close for a few days."

Matthew took a deep look at Spider-Man.

In his perception, Spider-Man's strong body was seriously injured. That was not good news. At least within this week, Spider-Man would not have any fighting ability.

"Sorry, Attorney Murdoch. For involving your friend in this accident."

Spider-Man said weakly and deeply apologetically.

"Go and rest for a few days, and leave me a contact information. I will contact you when I take action."

Matthew stretched the muscles on his face and showed a somewhat forced smile.

The most powerful help he could think of was Rorschach, who was running around holding a wooden sign somewhere. To be honest, he didn't like dealing with Rorschach.

That guy is too direct and often can't make sense at all.

As for Rumlow and Luke, they seemed a little powerless when facing Kingpin.

This is Matthew's judgment based on his own strength.

When he faced Jin Bin, he could clearly feel the danger.

Although Rumlow is slightly stronger than him, he won't be any better than him when facing Kingpin.

As for Luke, there is no way Luke can beat Matthew now. Although he is not considered a weakling, as a combat power he can only be regarded as an addition.

Matthew needs to think carefully about how to face Kingpin.

As for Bulcasso, Matthew had no intention of bothering him.

There seems to be something wrong with Bulkesso's recent state, although Matthew can't figure out what is wrong.

"I think we all underestimated Kingpin, he just knocked me away with a random hammer.

If I hadn't sensed the danger in advance, you might have only been able to find traces of my presence among the rotten flesh on the ground. "

Spider-Man coughed twice and then handed out a note with an address.

Matthew took it silently, turned to Angel and said:

"You'd better hide. If Kingpin wants to find us, you are the most dangerous one. Although I think he may not intend to kill us directly."

Matthew was a little confused.

Kingpin can definitely kill Spider-Man, and even killing Matthew is not that difficult.

But he seemed happy to see it all go ahead.

Kingpin's performance left Matthew a little confused.

"No one Kingpin wants to find can escape. I decided to go to work as usual tomorrow."

Angel said as he finally recovered from retching.

As a police officer, Angel knew exactly what would happen to those who caught Kingpin's attention.

So he has no intention of changing his attitude towards life.

But at this moment, Jin Bin, who was standing there looking at the substitute who was full of fear for him, showed a strange expression.

The Lord Skyhammer in Kuhl has made it his mission to spread fear, and the Lord Skyhammer under Diavolo's intervention will go even further.

Killing is just a means to bring fear, and fear of the unknown is the deepest instinct.

Therefore, Kingpin uses a weird behavior to face everyone around him, which can effectively make fear more deeply rooted in people's hearts.

But just now, he felt that the original deep fear dissipated in an instant.

So this caught Kingpin's attention.

"Do you think I'm scary?"

Kingpin said this to the substitute in front of him.

With a deathly expression, he stared coldly at the double who had undergone surgery to look very similar to him.

"Scary! No! Not scary!"

That poor stand-in was just an ordinary person, and he couldn't think calmly when facing Kingpin.

"Then why do you seek care from others? Or do you have some thoughts that you shouldn't have?"

Kingpin said in the calmest tone.

He knew that doing so would bring the most intense fear to the poor stand-in.

The fear Diavolo needed was not the broadest kind.

Fear was everywhere, and that fear only allowed him to regain his power.

But wanting to defeat Burquetso at this level is just a fantasy.

He needs a deeper and more bizarre fear to be the power that can move him to a higher level little by little.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to let those Lord Tianzhui do unnecessary things, and he did not hesitate to use his own will to interfere with Tianzhui's choice.

Fear is a powerful force, but it is too complex.

Fear of everything can arise, just as some people are afraid of spiders and others are afraid of snakes.

Different fears allow him to better feel the weaknesses of human beings.

He did not believe that Bulcaisel could seal away all fear by dividing the soul.

There is always something missing in fear, just as a person may suddenly develop a fear of familiar things.

"Okay, you can continue your work. I will deal with you soon."

Kingpin casually arranged for a stand-in.

Direct punishment or even killing is meaningless, and it cannot satisfy the "god" Kingpin believed in.

The unknown can make the substitute afraid all day long, and there will be something a little different.

People will become more convinced that they cannot defeat fear as they continue to be afraid.

Similar to self-hypnosis.

If you always feel that you can't do it, then one day you really won't be able to do it anymore.

Will is the most precious power, and it is equally useful when used to lock yourself.

It's just that Jin Bin's behavior was a bit silly, hesitant and didn't look like a mafia emperor at all.