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Chapter 483: Möbius's Vile Hobby and Loki Joins
People on the Coast had already spotted the approaching "Thousand-Hand Bodhi".
Möbius's name had simply become too notorious these days, and countless people had suffered at his hands.
Especially his peculiar methods of toying with others, which instilled fear in countless people.
"Quick, run!"
"The Underworld Serpent is here!"
"Everyone must resist! If you want to live, you must resist!"
Someone yelled repeatedly, turning around and running away quickly.
Under Möbius's control, they advanced at an astonishing speed, growing longer.
More accurately, they were unleashed.
These blue veins were usually hidden within Möbius's body, but under the effect of Möbius's ability, they were reviving, returning to their peak state as if energized.
For Möbius, this could be achieved in mere seconds.
However, he wasn't in a hurry to finish things so quickly.
He liked to play slowly, giving others some hope.
Loki was actually right; this was indeed his vile hobby.
Möbius's sensory abilities began to amplify.
He released his Observation Haki, spreading it across the Island, searching for his targets.
Möbius possessed excellent Observation Haki talent.
In a sense, he inherited part of Hades's Observation Haki talent.
Perhaps due to his Snake People Tribe bloodline, everything within the range covered by his wide-area Observation Haki was seen by Möbius in the form of thermal imaging.
Especially living beings.
In a sense, escaping from Möbius's grasp was impossible.
Under his control, the blue veins wrapped around people's legs, then their bodies, binding them in various ways.
It was like a game of cat and mouse.
Möbius was the cat, and everyone on this Island, the Illegal Forces included, were the mice.
Facing the attacking Möbius, they could only run or resist.
If they didn't resist, they would die.
Möbius wasn't wrong either; this was training for his ability.
He trained his control over the veins by attacking the entire Island and engaging in group combat.
In this situation, his control over his ability, as well as his Observation Haki, would be trained.
This was Möbius's game.
All living beings on the Island served as tools for Möbius to train his ability.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, Möbius wouldn't kill people.
He would basically toy with them for a while before letting them go.
Of course, there were exceptions.
If someone didn't resist or cooperate with this game, Möbius would kill them without hesitation.
Resist or run, these were the only two choices.
A person hiding behind a trash can in an alleyway was directly pierced through the body by a sudden blue vein.
The blue vein, stained with blood, churned continuously inside the person's body, then drilled out from their mouth.
That sight was absolutely terrifying.
One person's eye was directly pierced through.
Another person's mouth was wide open, their eyes wide.
A blue vein drilled into their body from their mouth; their belly constantly twitched, occasionally bulging.
Some people never learned.
Every time he passed through such an Island of Chaos occupied by disorderly Illegal Forces, Möbius would come to train his ability.
Each training session would last for half a day, or even a full day.
Those who knew they wouldn't die resisted fiercely with their weapons.
But it was useless.
When the blue veins attacked, once their bodies were wrapped, most people found it difficult to resist.
There were at least tens of thousands of people on the Island, enough for Möbius to play for a while.
The cruise ship docked.
The members on board watched the scenes on the Island with interest.
Most of the people still alive looked utterly broken by the game.
Those who were interested took their cameras and ran onto the Island, constantly taking photographs.
Some Women instinctively hugged themselves, their legs rubbing against each other, their faces flushed, seemingly thinking of something stimulating.
This was something they had all experienced.
Being around Möbius always meant going through something like this.
It was a kind of stimulation they had never imagined before.
Now, just seeing this scene caused their bodies to react instinctively.
A full half-day passed before it all ended.
It wasn't until these bizarre tentacles left that the remaining people on the Island finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had escaped from Hell.
Everyone was exhausted from being played with; not a single person was standing.
Clearly, this would be an unforgettable nightmare in their lives.
Their bodies were wrapped and attacked by bizarre tentacles, and sometimes they felt a sense of stimulation and shame.
Seeing the miserable state of those who died because they didn't cooperate, they felt even more fortunate to still be alive.
Möbius didn't even spare the animals.
Within the range of his thermal imaging Observation Haki, any life he saw was his target.
Retracting all the blue veins, during the retrieval process, a Swordsman slashed off the "polluted" parts, specifically the heads of the blue veins.
If he were to retract them directly into his body, even Möbius himself would feel disgusted.
Möbius, having finished all this, calmly took a sip of fine wine.
He lay in the embrace of a beautiful Woman, her nimble little hands massaging his temples and limbs.
Prolonged control over his ability and the release of Observation Haki, especially in Möbius's manner, consumed a significant amount of energy.
"How about it, Loki? Want to join? We'd be happy to have you! White Devil."
After a long while, Möbius opened his eyes and smiled as he looked at Loki before him.
Loki was a friend he met at the Sky Arena.
He single-handedly established the "White Devil".
Perhaps due to his unique past experiences, Loki's organization's principle was to protect Women.
They wouldn't spare any Faction that bullied Women, engaged in trafficking, or forced them into the Flesh Trade.
Young and with great strength, he was like a troublemaker, causing many Factions to suffer considerable losses.
This even led to intense conflict.
However, during this process, the White Devil continued to grow stronger, gaining considerable reputation in the Underworld.
The two shared similar interests and greatly recognized each other's strength.
This time, Loki had originally come looking for trouble, due to Möbius's widely spread style.
But he was defeated and had been wandering The Great Sea with him for a while.
"Heh! If I don't join, wouldn't that be rather ungrateful?" Loki sneered, his gaze fixed on Möbius.
His words were still tough.
But anyone who knew Loki knew that he had agreed.
The members of the White Devil behind him also breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
Facing Möbius, they still felt considerable pressure.
"Haha! Then welcome aboard, Loki! Welcome, White Devil! Let's give all Women a warm home!"
(end of chapter)
People on the Coast had already spotted the approaching "Thousand-Hand Bodhi".
Möbius's name had simply become too notorious these days, and countless people had suffered at his hands.
Especially his peculiar methods of toying with others, which instilled fear in countless people.
"Quick, run!"
"The Underworld Serpent is here!"
"Everyone must resist! If you want to live, you must resist!"
Someone yelled repeatedly, turning around and running away quickly.
Under Möbius's control, they advanced at an astonishing speed, growing longer.
More accurately, they were unleashed.
These blue veins were usually hidden within Möbius's body, but under the effect of Möbius's ability, they were reviving, returning to their peak state as if energized.
For Möbius, this could be achieved in mere seconds.
However, he wasn't in a hurry to finish things so quickly.
He liked to play slowly, giving others some hope.
Loki was actually right; this was indeed his vile hobby.
Möbius's sensory abilities began to amplify.
He released his Observation Haki, spreading it across the Island, searching for his targets.
Möbius possessed excellent Observation Haki talent.
In a sense, he inherited part of Hades's Observation Haki talent.
Perhaps due to his Snake People Tribe bloodline, everything within the range covered by his wide-area Observation Haki was seen by Möbius in the form of thermal imaging.
Especially living beings.
In a sense, escaping from Möbius's grasp was impossible.
Under his control, the blue veins wrapped around people's legs, then their bodies, binding them in various ways.
It was like a game of cat and mouse.
Möbius was the cat, and everyone on this Island, the Illegal Forces included, were the mice.
Facing the attacking Möbius, they could only run or resist.
If they didn't resist, they would die.
Möbius wasn't wrong either; this was training for his ability.
He trained his control over the veins by attacking the entire Island and engaging in group combat.
In this situation, his control over his ability, as well as his Observation Haki, would be trained.
This was Möbius's game.
All living beings on the Island served as tools for Möbius to train his ability.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, Möbius wouldn't kill people.
He would basically toy with them for a while before letting them go.
Of course, there were exceptions.
If someone didn't resist or cooperate with this game, Möbius would kill them without hesitation.
Resist or run, these were the only two choices.
A person hiding behind a trash can in an alleyway was directly pierced through the body by a sudden blue vein.
The blue vein, stained with blood, churned continuously inside the person's body, then drilled out from their mouth.
That sight was absolutely terrifying.
One person's eye was directly pierced through.
Another person's mouth was wide open, their eyes wide.
A blue vein drilled into their body from their mouth; their belly constantly twitched, occasionally bulging.
Some people never learned.
Every time he passed through such an Island of Chaos occupied by disorderly Illegal Forces, Möbius would come to train his ability.
Each training session would last for half a day, or even a full day.
Those who knew they wouldn't die resisted fiercely with their weapons.
But it was useless.
When the blue veins attacked, once their bodies were wrapped, most people found it difficult to resist.
There were at least tens of thousands of people on the Island, enough for Möbius to play for a while.
The cruise ship docked.
The members on board watched the scenes on the Island with interest.
Most of the people still alive looked utterly broken by the game.
Those who were interested took their cameras and ran onto the Island, constantly taking photographs.
Some Women instinctively hugged themselves, their legs rubbing against each other, their faces flushed, seemingly thinking of something stimulating.
This was something they had all experienced.
Being around Möbius always meant going through something like this.
It was a kind of stimulation they had never imagined before.
Now, just seeing this scene caused their bodies to react instinctively.
A full half-day passed before it all ended.
It wasn't until these bizarre tentacles left that the remaining people on the Island finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had escaped from Hell.
Everyone was exhausted from being played with; not a single person was standing.
Clearly, this would be an unforgettable nightmare in their lives.
Their bodies were wrapped and attacked by bizarre tentacles, and sometimes they felt a sense of stimulation and shame.
Seeing the miserable state of those who died because they didn't cooperate, they felt even more fortunate to still be alive.
Möbius didn't even spare the animals.
Within the range of his thermal imaging Observation Haki, any life he saw was his target.
Retracting all the blue veins, during the retrieval process, a Swordsman slashed off the "polluted" parts, specifically the heads of the blue veins.
If he were to retract them directly into his body, even Möbius himself would feel disgusted.
Möbius, having finished all this, calmly took a sip of fine wine.
He lay in the embrace of a beautiful Woman, her nimble little hands massaging his temples and limbs.
Prolonged control over his ability and the release of Observation Haki, especially in Möbius's manner, consumed a significant amount of energy.
"How about it, Loki? Want to join? We'd be happy to have you! White Devil."
After a long while, Möbius opened his eyes and smiled as he looked at Loki before him.
Loki was a friend he met at the Sky Arena.
He single-handedly established the "White Devil".
Perhaps due to his unique past experiences, Loki's organization's principle was to protect Women.
They wouldn't spare any Faction that bullied Women, engaged in trafficking, or forced them into the Flesh Trade.
Young and with great strength, he was like a troublemaker, causing many Factions to suffer considerable losses.
This even led to intense conflict.
However, during this process, the White Devil continued to grow stronger, gaining considerable reputation in the Underworld.
The two shared similar interests and greatly recognized each other's strength.
This time, Loki had originally come looking for trouble, due to Möbius's widely spread style.
But he was defeated and had been wandering The Great Sea with him for a while.
"Heh! If I don't join, wouldn't that be rather ungrateful?" Loki sneered, his gaze fixed on Möbius.
His words were still tough.
But anyone who knew Loki knew that he had agreed.
The members of the White Devil behind him also breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
Facing Möbius, they still felt considerable pressure.
"Haha! Then welcome aboard, Loki! Welcome, White Devil! Let's give all Women a warm home!"
(end of chapter)
