__________ POV Ashton__________
I looked at the fighting happening around me, taking a moment to relax amidst the chaos.
Chrollo was still being overwhelmed by the 'Bloodsoaked Carnival', and he would slowly lose, as the Hatsu keeps gaining more and more momentum. Although he is lasting a lot longer than Hiskoa did.
But that might just be because he has meat shields around him. Although, eventually, these corpse puppets won't be fast enough to block the projectiles.
And if they formed an actual wall they would just be shredded to pieces in a few seconds.
I looked at Cheadle, who had managed to kill the Mummy, her fist caving his face in. The vacuum lady was still quick to try and keep her busy once more.
But she seems to be a bit too injured to keep up with Cheadle, who is still in pristine condition.
As for Kurapika, I silently extended my En to observe his fight against Fei Fei. It was quite bloody.
Fei Fei had both of his hands broken, he was wearing an odd red armour and Kurapika had some burns covering his body.
The two of them seemed to be quite evenly matched, at least that's how it seemed for a second. But Kurapika managed to heal most of the serious injuries that were dealt to him.
Leaving him only a bit tired, whilst Fei Fei is trying to fight through his broken bones. The fight was obviously in Kurapika's favour.
I then looked at the Zoldyck brothers, who much like me, were leaning on a wall, observing the situation.
Kalluto seemed to be quite excited when seeing my new Hatsu. I guess he's a bit more bloodthirsty than most, Illumi had the same empty, cold look on his face.
I guess they weren't all that deeply attached to this merry group. That's fine though, I guess they both had their own missions and objectives when joining the Troupe.
After all, a Zoldyck would have no actual reason to join a group of thieves like this.
Well, that's enough analysing the situation. I don't want to waste any more time, Cheadle and Kurapika are about done with their opponents too, and I don't feel like falling behind these young ones.
I dashed towards the crowd of Corpse Puppets, dancing around them as the projectiles of the Merry-Go-Round kept them occupied.
Chrollo likely expected me to attack him at some point, as two of the puppets attacked me at the same time, both touching their hands together and they exploded right in front of me.
I ran through the explosion, completely ignoring any damage the heat or the impact of it would've been able to deal me. I just covered my body with a bit of Nen and pushed forward.
My most favourite Hatsu revolves around explosions, I can obviously tank through such weak explosions.
There were a lot of puppets between me and Chrollo, but he couldn't really use explosions in this zone, as that would harm the meat wall he has fashioned.
I think he's still making new puppets and trying his best to tire me out in some way. But I'm not even winded yet. This has been more of a warm-up than anything else.
I grabbed one puppet by its head, injecting it with my Explosive Parasitic Nen and threw it in the crowd. I don't think prolonging this fight will benefit me in any way.
The puppet caused an explosion twice as strong as Chrollo was able to produce. It shook this part of the ship, as the battered walls were further brutalized by body parts.
It blew away half of the puppets protecting Chrollo, as the Merry-Go-Round started spinning faster and faster, its projectiles threatening to tear him apart.
He did his best to dodge, but he was quickly overwhelmed, as the puppets could no longer protect him.
I watched as the Merry-Go-Round played around with his life, knives, bolts and playing cards repeatedly digging into his flesh and avoiding hitting any of his vitals.
The carnival music was getting progressively louder the more of its target's blood it drew. It was also being distorted by screams that sometimes interfered with the audio.
Specifically, it was a single man's screaming that kept echoing, in rhythm with the cheerful carnival song.
This is actually quite odd, I don't remember programming that part in. I guess it developed this aspect on its own. This is weird since I didn't really give it much sentience...
Or... Maybe... I gave it the ability to devour the blood of the people it impaled and absorbing their abilities in the process. That includes fighting styles, Hatsu and instincts.
I guess autonomously, the 'Bloodsoaked Carnival' has also taken the intelligence of the target it devoured. This makes things a bit clearer...
To think something this impressive came out of me in a month of boredom... Well, I didn't really plan for this to happen, but it did.
Having an intelligent Hatsu isn't all that bad a thing.
It means I don't really need to micro-manage its movements or give it commands the way Netero did to the '100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva'.
Eventually, Chrollo was forced to his knees. Just as the Carnival Ride stopped its spinning motion.
I looked at him, as he tiredly let go of his book and stamp, all of the Puppets falling to the ground as if their strings were cut off.
He looked at me with hate, but he didn't say anything.
"Well... What outcome did you really expect? You already knew that fighting me wouldn't end well..." I said with a cold tone.
"So... What gave you the confidence to plot against me?" I tilted my head at him, visualizing my confusion, as my cold expression remained unchanged.
He gritted his teeth. "This is... Unfair..." He didn't even have enough energy left for a conversation.
Then I simply pointed at him, getting one horse on the Merry-Go-Round to shoot off one last projectile... A hook, connected to the horse's mouth by a chain.
It sunk to Chrollo's shoulder, pulling him towards the carousel with little effort. He could only look in shock as he was thrown upwards, his body refusing to listen to any of his commands.
He was impaled much as Hisoka had been. The Spike on top of the Merry-Go-Round entering from one side and leaving the other.
His blood spilling the exact same way Hisoka's had. But his face didn't hold any agony or fear. It was just filled with indignation and frustration.
I looked at him, as he drew his last breath. I regret having to do this, but it needed to be done. My student went a bit over his head one too many times.
The horse that had pulled him in quickly sucked up the blood, the empty puppet on top of it gaining a new face. One of frustration and indignation, a forced smile on top of it.
The Merry-Go-Round vanished into thin air, it had fulfilled its purpose.
I guess that's that huh?
Let's see how the new Chairman and Kurapika are faring...
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