An immortal body?
Frank’s expression remained calm.
In fact, he almost felt like laughing.
If this had happened before, he might have been surprised.
But after spending those three days in Hell, very little could shock him anymore.
If even a God of Death could become a reality, then one more immortal monster didn’t seem particularly difficult to understand.
From the battle just now, Frank had already realized that a single bullet wasn’t powerful enough to blow Bullseye into pieces.
So this time, he wasn’t going to hold back.
He would use Curved Shooting and finish Bullseye once and for all!
“Justice Enforced!”
Frank took a deep breath and infused eighteen bullets with the explosive attribute.
This was the absolute limit of what he could currently achieve.
He pulled the triggers hard.
Bang!
Flames symbolizing Death erupted from the grayish-white gun blades.
Accompanied by the violent vibration of the air and the roar of the massive firearms, eighteen bullets shot out of the barrels in an instant.
“Don’t you understand yet?”
Bullseye sneered.
“Human bullets are completely useless against me!”
Too slow!
The bullets were simply too slow!
If this had been before, Bullseye would never have been arrogant enough to say something like that.
But ever since he had become a Perfect Being, there were very few things in this world capable of harming him.
His physical body and senses had been enhanced several times over.
Even the speed of bullets appeared almost laughably slow to him, as though he were watching them through a heavily slowed-down film.
Thump!
Bullseye stomped on the floor.
The expensive tiles beneath his feet shattered instantly.
His body shot forward, moving faster than the bullets themselves.
He was simply too fast!
To Bullseye, the bullets seemed almost motionless in the air.
He effortlessly avoided them and charged straight toward Frank.
“Die!”
Bullseye’s eyes were filled with cruelty.
His fingers, sharp as blades, stabbed viciously toward Frank’s chest.
Squelch!
Fresh blood sprayed into the air.
“Get off me!”
Frank roared and kicked Bullseye away with all his strength, forcing himself several steps backward.
Slurp.
Bullseye licked the blood from his hand, a satisfied expression appearing on his face.
“Ah…
Your blood tastes wonderful.
Much better than those ordinary humans.”
“Is that so?”
Frank sneered.
“Then you should enjoy the taste of your own blood.”
“What?”
Bullseye was about to mock Frank for overestimating himself when he suddenly noticed something strange.
The bullets he had avoided earlier…
They were turning.
The bullets curved through the air and came back toward him!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
All eighteen bullets surrounded Bullseye like a gigantic net, striking him from every direction.
“It worked!”
A faint smile appeared on Frank’s face.
There had been a minor accident during the process, but fortunately, the result was exactly what he wanted.
“It’s you…
The Punisher!”
The familiar attack method reminded Bullseye of someone.
Someone who should have died a long time ago.
“Impossible…
Aren’t you already dead?”
“Why would that be impossible?”
Frank’s voice sounded as though it had come straight from the depths of Hell, carrying an icy chill that sent shivers down the spine.
“Hell was too empty, so I came back to drag you all down with me.”
“Impossible!”
Bullseye couldn’t believe it.
With injuries that severe, there was no way an ordinary human could have survived.
“You said earlier that you have an immortal body, right?”
The corners of Frank’s mouth curled upward into a cold smile.
“But I want to know something.”
“If I blow you into pieces, will you still be immortal?”
“Bastard!”
Bullseye’s pupils contracted.
He knew very well that he wasn’t truly immortal.
His recovery ability was simply far beyond that of an ordinary human.
If his entire body were blown into fragments, he would definitely die.
“I’m going to kill you, Punisher!”
Bullseye took a step forward.
But suddenly, his face turned deathly pale.
He felt an enormous amount of energy boiling inside his body.
The eighteen bullets infused with explosive power detonated simultaneously.
The destructive force erupted from within his body and was multiplied several times over!
“D-Damn it!
AAAAAHHH!”
“I…
I’m a Perfect Being!”
“How…
How could I die at the hands of a mere human?!”
BOOM!
Flames and smoke filled the room.
Bullseye’s body exploded into countless pieces of flesh, which scattered across the office floor.
The scene was gruesome.
“Perfect Being?”
Frank sneered.
“Sorry.
I forgot to tell you something.”
“I’m also a God of Death.”
Indeed.
As Frank had said, any creature whose body was completely blown apart should have died.
Unless that creature had already transcended the very concept of being a living organism.
And Bullseye…
Had apparently reached that level.
From the scattered pieces of flesh, thin strands of muscle suddenly began to emerge.
They moved as though they possessed a mind of their own, twisting around one another and reconnecting the scattered pieces.
“What the fuck?!”
Frank’s eyes widened in shock.
“What the Hell is this monster?”
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Frank fired several more shots at the pieces of flesh.
But it was completely useless.
The bullets only blasted the pieces into smaller fragments.
They did nothing to stop the flesh from regenerating.
Sensing the attack, the scattered strands of flesh suddenly moved like venomous snakes, lunging toward Frank.
“Fuck!”
Frank cursed and immediately retreated.
He had no choice but to keep his distance while firing at the flesh strands that were attempting to wrap themselves around him.
For the first time, Frank found himself completely at a loss.
All he could do was watch as Bullseye slowly resurrected.
Squish…
squish…
The strands of flesh intertwined and connected, pulling the scattered pieces of Bullseye’s body back together.
Then, before Frank’s eyes, his body began regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“Frank…”
Bullseye laughed loudly.
“I want to thank you.”
“If it weren’t for you, I never would have discovered that I had evolved to this level!”
If not for this battle, Bullseye might never have discovered that even after being blown into countless pieces, he could still resurrect himself.
Frank lowered his gun blades.
His expression became grim.
“Bullseye…
“You want to know?”
Bullseye grinned, clearly believing victory was already within his grasp.
“This is a gift bestowed upon me by Heaven.
A gift that allowed me to evolve into the most Perfect Being!”
A gift?
So this mysterious power had something to do with Bullseye becoming this monster.
“A gift from Heaven?”
Frank deliberately looked furious.
“Do you really expect me to believe that nonsense?
Damn you, Bullseye!”
He deliberately acted like a man who had reached the end of his rope.
Bullseye fell for it.
Seeing the supposedly desperate and hysterical Frank greatly satisfied his vanity.
“That’s right!”
“It’s a gift bestowed upon me by Heaven.”
“A mysterious mask that has existed for a hundred thousand years!”
Ever since putting on that mask, Bullseye had felt better than he ever had before.
His body had become incredibly powerful, his reaction speed had increased dramatically, and he possessed an ageless physique.
All he needed was blood.
As long as he continued drinking blood, he would never age and could remain immortal.
There was only one drawback.
As a Perfect Being, he could no longer stand beneath the Sun.
He would have to remain in darkness for the rest of his life.
But that didn’t matter.
With such a powerful body, he could slowly take control of the entire world.
And as for Frank?
He was nothing more than a mere human.
Even if he had somehow returned from Hell, what could he possibly do?
Nothing more than a desperate struggle before death.
“Relax, Frank.”
Bullseye walked toward him with a hideous smile.
“I’ll suck every last drop of blood from your body.”
“Then I’ll make you regret ever standing against me.”
“I’ll make you experience despair and pain before you die!”
Under the moonlight, Bullseye’s pale skin looked even more sinister.
“Hahaha…”
Frank suddenly laughed.
Bullseye’s expression darkened.
“What are you laughing at?”
“Vampire?”
Frank shook his head, a hint of disappointment appearing in his eyes.
Originally, he had thought Bullseye had obtained some extraordinary power.
But in the end…
He had simply become a Vampire.
If this had happened before, Frank might have found it troublesome.
But things were different now.
The times had changed, Bullseye.
Frank was now a God of Death, one who governed the Death of countless Souls.
The attacks of a Zanpakutō didn’t care whether its target was human, monster, or Vampire.
They targeted the Soul directly.
And in some ways, a Zanpakutō was even more dangerous to a Vampire than sunlight.
Because Frank hadn’t understood the situation before, he had continued relying on his old habits.
Even after releasing his Shikai, he had continued using his gun blades and bullets instead of engaging in close-quarters combat.
But if he had known from the beginning that Bullseye was a Vampire…
The battle would have already been over.
“Thanks for the information, Bullseye.”
A cruel smile appeared on Frank’s face.
“In return…”
“Let me send you to your Death.”
A Vampire?
Ageless?
Immortal?
Fine.
Come on.
Come closer.
I’ll show you something good.
Frank grinned viciously.
Combined with the scar across his face, his expression made him look less like a hero…
And more like the villain himself.