My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS
Chapter 560 - 344: Father and Son Join Forces vs. Father of Puppets
CHAPTER 560: CHAPTER 344: FATHER AND SON JOIN FORCES VS. FATHER OF PUPPETS
"Guess how long I’ve been searching for you, bastard..." Ghost Bell stared directly at the face of the Father of Puppets, suppressing his fury as he spoke in a deep voice.
"So, you are Ghost Bell, one of the rare Time Series Superpower Users in the world. I know your name, but I don’t know what I’ve done to make you so... angry, hysterical?" The Father of Puppets stood on the shoulder of the Mechanical Buddha, scratching the bandages on his face, his voice hoarse and ominous.
"Five years ago, Li Jing, Old Jingmai District, do you remember what you did?"
"Old Jingmai District?" The Father of Puppets thought for a moment, "If it’s about that operation, I was already punished, banned from missions for quite some time... Isn’t that enough? Or is it that... among those accidentally harmed during that operation, were there people close to you?"
"Her name was Su Ying."
"Do you really need to be angry with me? You are also a Catastrophe-level Superpower User, so you should understand as well. Accidentally killing a person is like someone accidentally stepping on an ant; you should blame yourself for not choosing a more resilient lifeform to be your partner, you need someone who matches you."
Ghost Bell suddenly paused.
He bit his teeth and lowered his head, recalling the first time he met Su Ying. How proud and lively she was back then, so strong that she seemed unreachable to him. Yet she gave up her title as a genius Exorcist, willingly staying by his side as an ordinary person for twenty years.
It was because, at that time, he foolishly touched his nose and said to her, "I’ll protect you, come with me."
Su Ying was stunned for a long moment, put her hands behind her back, and then looked up at him with a radiant smile.
Ghost Bell lowered his eyes to the Metal Gloves, slowly clenching his fingers, and then the deafening sound of a bell echoed as he summoned a gigantic Clock Tower behind him.
At the moment the Clock Tower appeared, Ghost Bell abruptly lifted his head, stomped the ground, sand beneath his feet burst open and caved in—! His body shot forward like a cannonball, a trail of violent light stretching from the corner of his eye, scarlet and striking!
Meanwhile, the hands of the giant Clock Tower began to rotate.
With a "click-click" sound, the hands swiftly circled around again and again, each number on the clock face seemed to tremble.
"Your power is just as I thought," the Father of Puppets didn’t look at the attacking Ghost Bell but instead watched the rapidly spinning hands, "as long as you prevent before the hands settle, there’s nothing to fear even if time stops."
As he spoke, the Mechanical Buddha suddenly lifted six palms, covering Ajaya and the Father of Puppets on his left shoulder.
The overlapping palms and arms enclosed them, like a golden forest, the figures of the Father of Puppets and Ajaya were quickly swallowed by the forest’s shadows!
At the same time, the clock hands landed on the number "12", and the world fell into complete silence, then was covered in a layer of mercury-like hue.
The wind ceased to breathe, and the dust in the air no longer swayed.
Ghost Bell, like a tyrant ruling over time, roared and leapt, his arm blade shredding through the mercury hue in the air, slicing above one of the Mechanical Buddha’s palms, carving a massive gash!
Gears flew out, steam sprayed!
In the next moment, Ghost Bell smashed his fist into another of Buddha’s arms, creating a deep dent.
"Boom—!"
In an instant, one of the Mechanical Buddha’s arms sagged down with a roar, hanging on the ground.
It was left with only five arms.
The next second, time resumed flow, an unexpected golden palm came crashing down, almost surpassing the speed of sound! Ghost Bell’s figure was embedded in the massive palm, warped in high speed, then hurled a hundred meters away.
He flew back through the air, his combat suit tearing at one corner, finally crashing atop the Clock Tower with a deafening impact.
Ghost Bell knelt on one knee amidst the flying sand, slowly rose, and wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
Every five seconds, the hands of the Clock Tower would move to a time point designated by him;
but the hands could not move to the same time point consecutively twice, to use the ability of the same time point, it must be alternated once with the turn of the hands, so he could not pause time twice in succession.
The Father of Puppets remained unmoved. He stood calmly on the shoulder of the Mechanical Buddha, observing Ghost Bell.
At the next moment, Ghost Bell’s shadow suddenly rose from the sand, its outline identical to Ghost Bell’s, equally strong and powerful.
The two surged forward together, tearing through the wild sand, shuttling through the desert, flanking the Mechanical Buddha from both sides!
The Father of Puppets crossed his arms, using his old trick.
The Mechanical Buddha first raised two palms, each slapping towards Ghost Bell and his shadow.
At the same time, it brought the remaining three arms close to his shoulder, using the three giant palms to protect it, not letting Ghost Bell have any chance to harm the Father of Puppets and Ajaya.
Two giant golden palms tore through the air, nearly raising a sandstorm, then came crashing down directly!
Ghost Bell’s speed was slightly inferior, thus was immediately slapped away by the incoming palm.
But the fate of the shadow was different—because at that moment five seconds had passed, the hands of the Clock Tower liberated once more, spinning at high speed, instantly reaching a conclusion.