I am the Clone of a Death Row Inmate

And just like that, the two-on-one situation became a one-on-one.

Immediately, his lower body crackled with lightning. An electric current coursed through it, continuously shocking the chunks of flesh and releasing the fragrant scent of sizzling fat.

The chunks of flesh instantly merged, forming a fleshy worm that clung to one of Su Ze’s legs. It burrowed into his liquefied body, trying to take over even more of his form.

This was the Pope’s ”Blood and Flesh Parasite” skill. However, parasitizing Su Ze, whose body had already reached a divine level, was no easy task. The Pope was giving it his all, using his entire mass of flesh for the attempt.

Su Ze directly severed his parasitized right leg. To him, the concept of limbs didn’t really exist; it was just a mass of water that made up his body.

The moment he cut off his right leg, Su Ze activated his ”Impact Cannon” skill, absorbing the severed stream of water along with the fatty meat inside to use as ammunition.

”Impact Cannon” could absorb elements and materials to be stored as ammunition in a dedicated space.

Su Ze absorbed his own detached stream of water, along with the fatty meat that was the Pope, into this space.

Now, Su Ze could clearly feel something struggling inside that dedicated space, trying to break free.

Needless to say, it was definitely the Pope.

The dedicated space of the ”Impact Cannon” wasn’t designed for imprisonment; it certainly couldn’t hold the Pope for long.

Su Ze instantly entered the area defined by the Land Lock, aimed at the Sewn Monster Pope, and fired.

With a loud BANG, a ”Water Jet Cannon” blast mixed with a large amount of fatty meat slammed into the Sewn Monster Pope.

The Sewn Monster Pope’s physical durability seemed average. He staggered from the force of Su Ze’s blast, but due to his unique, semi-corporeal state, he didn’t suffer any obvious damage.

The fatty meat that had been blasted out quickly reformed, taking on the appearance of the Meat Mountain Pope once more.

Su Ze wasted no time with words and immediately used his ultimate move.

He took out the Storm Horn and blew it, summoning a violent tempest that flew toward the two figures, enveloping both of the Pope’s bodies.

Faced with this divine-skill-level storm, the Meat Mountain Pope, with his god-level body, could still withstand it. The Sewn Monster Pope, however, could not. He was instantly in peril, his body flickering between corporeal and incorporeal states, like a silkworm cocoon being unraveled by the storm.

At the critical moment, the Pope gritted his teeth and began to merge his two bodies.

He was going to forcibly fuse them!

It wasn’t entirely to counter the storm; rather, the few simple exchanges with Su Ze had completely shattered the Pope’s confidence.

He had a god-level body, but so did Su Ze, and his was even stronger.

He had god-level Spiritual Power, but Su Ze was completely unaffected by spiritual attacks.

His two greatest strengths were both useless.

With little difference in their overall power, it was Su Ze who was now suppressing him with the help of a divine-level wondrous item.

The Pope understood that his only chance of victory was to merge his two bodies. With the god-level body and god-level spirit united, he would have no weaknesses.

Su Ze didn’t know if the Pope’s fusion would succeed, but he wasn’t about to take any unnecessary risks. He would definitely stop it.

”Strongest Punch” was readied, infused with four skills: ”Needle Strike,” ”Impact Cannon (Electric Current Cannon),” ”Weakness Strike,” and ”Meteor Impact.”

It was worth noting that ”Needle Strike” had been upgraded to a Quasi-Divine Skill, its power reaching a new level. Its effects were particularly well-suited for dealing with the Pope at this moment.

Needle Strike (Quasi-Divine Skill): Focuses all of the user’s power and Spiritual Power into a single point. It unleashes a dual piercing attack that targets both the enemy’s body and soul. Upon impact, it triggers an internal explosion and infects the target with Sleep Poison. (This poison affects both body and soul, causing the target to rapidly fall into a deep slumber, eventually dying in a state of eternal sleep.)

The current ”Needle Strike” was a dual attack against both body and soul, and the accompanying Sleep Poison also took effect on both simultaneously.

Su Ze threw a punch. A meteor flew out and smashed into the fusing Pope.

At this moment, the Meat Mountain had enveloped the Frankenstein’s Monster, resembling a massive, flesh-colored cloud.

Su Ze’s punch felt like hitting cotton; the meteor instantly sank into the Pope’s fatty flesh.

Although ”Weakness Strike” could bypass defenses after locking onto a target, this defense came from the Pope’s body itself, not from a defensive skill or some other external force.

But the skill came with multiple effects and wasn’t so easy to deal with.

The effect of ”Needle Strike” still activated. Additionally, the rampaging lightning also dealt considerable damage to the Pope.

”Needle Strike” pierced the Pope’s fleshy body and detonated violently inside, blasting a hole through him.

The Sleep Poison also began to take effect...

The Pope, in the middle of his forced fusion, was suddenly overcome by an irresistible drowsiness in both his body and soul. He involuntarily fell asleep.

Although he snapped awake an instant later, it had greatly interfered with his ongoing fusion.

Su Ze took out a weapon seed and grew it into a massive cleaver. He lifted the several-hundred-meter-long blade, which looked as small as a fruit knife in his hand, but it was more than enough to slice up the Pope.

Su Ze charged forward, raising the cleaver and hacking away. Like mincing meat, he began frantically chopping at the cloud-shaped mass of the Pope’s flesh. The blade was also electrified and imbued with the destructive effect of ”Ant Power.”

At the same time, he continuously used ”Needle Strike,” repeatedly injecting Sleep Poison.

The Pope couldn’t withstand such abuse from Su Ze. The Sleep Poison, in particular, interrupted his fusion process every single time.

In the end, as expected, the Pope’s fusion failed.

But in a sense, he also succeeded. His two bodies had indeed become one, just without achieving a true ”Unity of Spirit and Body.”

He had become a great cloud of fatty flesh that could reform even after being chopped into countless pieces of mince by Su Ze.

With his fusion ruined, the Pope flew into a complete rage. Knowing the tide had turned against him, he resorted to a desperate, last-ditch effort. The cloud of flesh once again cast ”Blood and Flesh Parasite,” trying to take over Su Ze.

It was merely a death throe. He had failed before; there was no way he could succeed now.

But when Su Ze saw the Pope use this skill, his eyes lit up. ’I’ve been waiting for you!’

He had been waiting for the Pope to use this skill a second time!

The timing was poor when the Pope first used ”Blood and Flesh Parasite.” But now, with his fusion failed, his vitality greatly diminished, and his body injured, it was time to give it a try.

”Instantaneous Simulation!”

Su Ze immediately simulated ”Blood and Flesh Parasite” and threw the same skill right back at the Pope.

This skill was undeniably useful. After simulating it once before to control Pulamon, Su Ze was getting a little addicted.

A ball of water separated from Su Ze’s body and drilled into the cloud of fatty flesh.

”The hunter has now become the hunted. It’s time for you to get a taste of your own medicine.”