"What's going on?" Dr. Stylish couldn't believe his eyes. He blinked hard and rubbed them, only to realize that this wasn't a hallucination.
The Imperial Princess was indeed standing right in front of them. Could the person they saw earlier in the distance have been a fake? How could she have appeared here in an instant?
Could it be a space-related Teigu?
Dr. Stylish thought of Sheele's Teigu, which had the ability to traverse space. But he hadn't heard of any other Teigu outside the 47 known ones with the power to teleport.
Dr. Stylish had guessed part of it correctly—this was indeed a space-manipulation ability. However, it wasn't a power from a Teigu but rather an ability Kaguya herself possessed: Yomotsu Hirasaka.
"You all like running, don't you?" Kaguya twirled a strand of her hair around her finger, her tone playful. "Go ahead, keep running."
Seeing Kaguya's amused expression, Dr. Stylish felt his heart sink. The Imperial Princess's power far exceeded anything he had imagined. She was a warrior whose strength rivaled that of Esdeath, the Empire's most powerful general.
He had harbored some doubts, thinking that no matter how strong Kaguya was, she couldn't possibly match Esdeath. He knew all too well how terrifying Esdeath was.
But now, he was starting to believe it.
Hearing Kaguya mention "settling accounts" with him made Dr. Stylish panic. He had done many terrible things in Kaguya's territory, especially the plague incident, which he had orchestrated. There were still some hidden laboratories in her domain.
"Don't worry, Dr. Stylish," Eye said, stepping in front of Kaguya, shouting loudly.
Nose also blocked Kaguya's path, yelling, "We'll protect you!"
"No, no, given the situation, that's impossible," Dr. Stylish thought to himself. "She's not someone you recon types can defeat. If that's the case, there's only one option left."
Suddenly, Dr. Stylish pulled out an injection from his pocket. His face twisted with a sinister grin as he said, "Looks like I'll have to use this—Trump Card No. 3, Danger Beast Transformation!"
With those words, Dr. Stylish jammed the injection into his neck.
Kaguya watched with mild curiosity. What was this? Some kind of enhancement drug? But no matter what it was, it wouldn't change the outcome. These short-term enhancements were like drinking poison to quench thirst—they couldn't fundamentally alter a person's power, especially since most of these drugs had severe side effects, sometimes even leading to death.
Just look at Kurome. Though she gained great power, her body was severely depleted, and her physical functions were seriously damaged. If it weren't for Kaguya, she might not have lived much longer.
So Kaguya wasn't particularly worried.
At that moment, Dr. Stylish's body began to change. His body swelled rapidly, his back bulging grotesquely, and within seconds, he had transformed into a massive, muscle-bound giant.
"This is the ultimate in fashion!" Dr. Stylish roared with excitement, his face contorted into a grotesque grin. "I've transformed into a danger beast!"
As time passed, Dr. Stylish's body continued to swell. In no time, he had grown to dozens of meters tall, like a skyscraper towering over the landscape. His massive form blotted out the sun. The muscles on his body were taut, with well-defined lines, as if carved from stone, brimming with immense power.
However, despite Dr. Stylish's body enlarging, oddly enough, his upper body did not swell along with the rest. Instead, it remained the same as before. Compared to his gigantic lower half, his upper body was almost invisible, creating a bizarre and unsettling appearance, like a chicken's head attached to a pig's body.
"So beautiful!"
"As expected of Dr. Stylish!"
Eye and Nose looked on with expressions of admiration as the giant loomed before them like a mountain.
"Beautiful?" Kaguya's mouth twitched as she looked at the grotesque monster before her, black lines forming on her forehead. As expected, birds of a feather flock together. Perverts attract perverts; their aesthetic sense is as twisted as their minds.
At that moment, two giant hands suddenly reached out and grabbed the bewildered Eye and Nose.
"You're my precious nourishment," Dr. Stylish said with a sadistic grin. Suddenly, his belly split open, revealing a gaping maw. "Let's become one!"
With a flick of his arm, he tossed the two into his gaping mouth.
"Ahhhh!"
Two screams were abruptly cut off, leaving only the sickening sound of bones crunching as Dr. Stylish chewed. He had devoured Eye and Nose just like that.
Off to the side, Ear was so terrified that she collapsed to the ground, paralyzed with fear. Watching her comrades being eaten, she somehow found the strength to stand and tried to run.
But she didn't get far before Dr. Stylish's massive hand grabbed her and, with a pitiful scream, she met the same fate as the others.
Listening to the giant's loud chewing, Kaguya frowned. These guys were truly disgusting. It's one thing to be a pervert—nothing wrong with that, and there's nothing wrong with being a bit twisted. But being this revolting? That's just wrong.
"This is truly wonderful! To devour such rich meat as nourishment, upgrading my body—now I feel full of power!" Dr. Stylish exclaimed, his face filled with excitement, though a note of regret crept in. "But this size is still far from enough, completely incomparable to the supreme Teigu."
Kaguya frowned, feeling that his words were oddly obscene. Was it just her imagination?
"In order to become even stronger, you'll have to let me devour you too!" Dr. Stylish's face twisted into a crazed smile.
With those words, a giant hand shot down toward Kaguya.
With a thunderous crash, the ground shook, rocks flew, and dust billowed everywhere. The impact pulverized the rocks and trees beneath it.
Where Kaguya had been standing, the ground had caved in, leaving a massive handprint over ten meters deep.
"Really now, do you think size matters?" Kaguya blinked her clear eyes and chuckled softly. "Then let me show you something bigger. Come out, Stone Statue."