In an instant, Hayato felt his brain being pried open! Countless memories surged, and images flooded in.
Innumerable abnormal details about his fake father, the fears he had deliberately ignored or suppressed, and the countless new illusions he had experienced these past few days.
They surged forth like a tide, clearly labeled, magnified, and connected!
That man was obsessive, mechanical; everything proved that Kishibe Rohan's words were true!
"Ah... Ah ah ah!!!"
Hayato clutched his head, letting out a heart-wrenching scream, tears and snot flowing uncontrollably as his worldview collapsed and reassembled in an instant.
Kishibe Rohan watched his breakdown with satisfaction, then withdrew Heaven's Door, ceasing his control over Hayato's thoughts and the reshaping of his memories.
"Now, do you understand?"
He said seductively, "He lied to you, killed your real father, toyed with your mother, and then abandoned you like trash.
And you, you're here suffering imprisonment for him, slowly going mad... Is it worth it?"
Hayato collapsed to the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably, his eyes filled with immense pain, hatred, and bewilderment.
"Child, do you want revenge?"
Kishibe Rohan's voice was like a devil's whisper, "Do you want to leave this hellhole? Do you want that imposter who defiled your life to pay the price?"
He extended his hand, and at some point, a delicate manga volume appeared in it, with the pink dark boy logo on the cover.
"Work for me. Your observational skills and ability to hide yourself are very interesting. Help me find him, monitor him, and give me his intel."
Kishibe Rohan shoved the manga into Hayato's hand, and Hayato instinctively clutched it. "In return, I can not only give you freedom but also... the power to get revenge on Kira Yoshikage."
"Choose, Kawajiri Hayato." Kishibe Rohan stood up, resuming his condescending posture, a faint smile on his face.
"Will you rot away here, or... seize the opportunity I'm giving you?"
Hayato gripped the cold manga tightly, his fingernails almost digging into the cover.
He looked up at Kishibe Rohan, and in his eyes, which had almost flickered out, a twisted flame of hatred now burned.
After a long silence, a hoarse voice, filled with resolute hatred, echoed in the cell.
"...What should I do?"
...Meanwhile, in Naples, Italy.
With a casual punch, Kira Yoshikage directly turned several frantically fleeing soldiers into bloody pulp, while not forgetting to use Killer Queen to blow up the human remains stuck to him.
Then he turned and looked into the distance; a tank was driving away. Kira Yoshikage sprinted, rushing directly to the side of the tank.
Then, without a word, he punched it. Under his terrifying strength, the tank's thick, sturdy armor was meaningless; it was directly punched through.
"Hello, goodbye."
Then he grabbed both sides with his hands and tore a large opening in the tank, revealing the terrified soldiers inside. Looking at the soldiers, Kira Yoshikage smiled amicably.
But his response was several bullets; several shots directly hit his head, creating several large holes, but the wounds healed back in less than a second.
"The sticky feeling of blood and brains on my body is really uncomfortable."
Kira Yoshikage said displeasedly, looking at the several soldiers inside who wanted to run, already a bit annoyed. "And you attacked me like this without apologizing; it's truly provocative."
He subconsciously reached out to straighten his clothes but found that his clothes had completely disappeared. Yes, he remembered, something seemed to have exploded just now, and his clothes were directly blown away.
But even without clothes, he still had to be a neat and calm gentleman, maintaining an elegant demeanor.
Killer Queen appeared in front of him and, without giving the opponent another chance to shoot, launched a series of attacks, directly smearing the opponent evenly inside the tank.
He wiped off his own brains stuck to him and tidied his hair, just like a gentleman arranging his attire, even though this gentleman was naked.
Kira looked around; the city was basically destroyed. Those American soldiers, who had appeared from who knows where, carried various heavy weapons, which were indeed quite powerful, and they even brought many tanks from who knows where.
But the numerous twisted limbs that had grown on his back were not for nothing; he had now learned to use the power of these limbs.
As long as he didn't want to die, the energy stored in those limbs could allow him to continuously regenerate and recover, but the cost was the constant absorption of detonating power from the outside world, which would accelerate his own energy accumulation, leading to his own death.
But before he died from too much energy, as long as a piece of him remained, he couldn't die. If he really died, then it would be Bites the Dust; he could just reload and start again.
Under these circumstances, he only took an hour to completely crush the US military, or rather, it only took three or two minutes to crush them; the remaining time was spent chasing the US military.
Looking at a helicopter that had crashed to the ground not far away, and the flames rising from it, Kira Yoshikage picked up a small stone and flicked it.
The stone directly pierced through the entire helicopter and also went through a building behind it.
"It seems I still underestimated my current physical capabilities. My current physical capabilities might no longer be human; perhaps they are similar to that Ultimate Being? Or even stronger?"
Kira Yoshikage felt the abundant power within him and couldn't help but lament that he had been too conservative before; comparing himself to Star Platinum couldn't fully demonstrate his current power.
The physical enhancement brought by the distortion was truly terrifying, and as he fought and deepened his understanding of his abilities, he realized that he wasn't exactly physically enhanced.
The side effect of his ability was actually turning him into a human nuclear bomb, a literal human nuclear bomb, one that could genuinely explode at any moment.
"But I still need to endure; I can't explode yet, not yet. I need to find Diavolo first, absorb him, and then I can explode. Yes, I need to wait first."
"It's a good time to prepare a big show for them since they came to hunt me down! I must teach them a profound lesson!"
He muttered to himself like this, completely unaware that some people in the distance were filming him and live-streaming, spreading everything that had just happened here across the internet, completely exposing him to the world's gaze.
"Shocking! One Man Defeats an Army! Is He a Superman or a Devil?!"
"The US Military Conducted Military Operations in Italy, and the Goal Was Actually Him!"
"Superman Carried Out a Terrorist Attack in Italy, Naples Was Completely Destroyed, Why Is the Government Inactive?"
"Superman Really Exists! Right Here--"