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His full attention returns to the two figures at the center of the inferno: the catatonic boy and the small, furious girl. \"You are an obstacle, Lady Makima,\" Barem declares, his zealotry burning hotter than his flames. \"A pale imitation. The world needs the Hero of Hell, not a house-sitter!\" \"I told you,\" Nayuta says, her voice dangerously calm. \"You will be punished.\" She doesn't raise her hand this time. She doesn't need to. A ripple of invisible force emanates from her, and the Chainsaw Man Church fanatics, who had been frozen in a crisis of faith, suddenly lurch into motion. Their eyes are vacant, their mouths hang open, and their fanatical chants die in their throats, replaced by a single, shared, mindless purpose. They surge forward, a human wave of meat and bone, swarming Barem. \"Wha—\" Barem stumbles back as the first of his followers slams into him, clawing at his armor. \"Fools! Stop! I am doing this for him! For our savior!\" His pleas are met with silence. A woman bites at his leg. A man tries to jam his fingers into the joints of his suit. They are a tide of empty vessels, driven by the Control Devil's simple, vengeful will. With a roar of frustration, Barem ignites. A torrent of fire erupts from his arms, incinerating the first wave of his own flock. The smell of burning flesh fills the air, but more keep coming, clambering over the…","summary_source":"graph_aggregator","summary_status":"generated","summary_verification":"unverified"},"summary":"he pathetic blade, barely longer than her forearm and warped from the heat, connects with Barem’s armored shoulder with a dull, plastic \\*thwack\\*. It doesn’t even scratch the paint. The sword, born of guilt over a shared, simple pleasure, shatters into a dozen useless pieces. Barem doesn’t even flinch. He turns his head, the flamethrower nozzle on his faceplate steaming with contempt. \"A weapon made from his toys?\" he rasps, his voice a metallic sneer. \"You think you can protect him with sentimental garbage? You understand nothing.\" He shoves Asa aside with a careless backhand, sending her sprawling into the dirt and ash. His full attention returns to the two figures at the center of the inferno: the catatonic boy and the small, furious girl. \"You are an obstacle, Lady Makima,\" Barem declares, his zealotry burning hotter than his flames. \"A pale imitation. The world needs the Hero of Hell, not a house-sitter!\" \"I told you,\" Nayuta says, her voice dangerously calm. \"You will be punished.\" She doesn't raise her hand this time. She doesn't need to. A ripple of invisible force emanates from her, and the Chainsaw Man Church fanatics, who had been frozen in a crisis of faith, suddenly lurch into motion. Their eyes are vacant, their mouths hang open, and their fanatical chants die in their throats, replaced by a single, shared, mindless purpose. They surge forward, a human wave of meat and bone, swarming Barem. \"Wha—\" Barem stumbles back as the first of his followers slams into him, clawing at his armor. \"Fools! Stop! I am doing this for him! For our savior!\" His pleas are met with silence. A woman bites at his leg. A man tries to jam his fingers into the joints of his suit. They are a tide of empty vessels, driven by the Control Devil's simple, vengeful will. With a roar of frustration, Barem ignites. A torrent of fire erupts from his arms, incinerating the first wave of his own flock. 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You understand nothing.\" He shoves Asa aside with a careless backhand, sending her sprawling into the dirt and ash. His full attention returns to the two figures at the center of the inferno: the catatonic boy and the small, furious girl. \"You are an obstacle, Lady Makima,\" Barem declares, his zealotry burning hotter than his flames. \"A pale imitation. The world needs the Hero of Hell, not a house-sitter!\" \"I told you,\" Nayuta says, her voice dangerously calm. \"You will be punished.\" She doesn't raise her hand this time. She doesn't need to. A ripple of invisible force emanates from her, and the Chainsaw Man Church fanatics, who had been frozen in a crisis of faith, suddenly lurch into motion. Their eyes are vacant, their mouths hang open, and their fanatical chants die in their throats, replaced by a single, shared, mindless purpose. They surge forward, a human wave of meat and bone, swarming Barem. \"Wha—\" Barem stumbles back as the first of his followers slams into him, clawing at his armor. \"Fools! Stop! I am doing this for him! For our savior!\" His pleas are met with silence. A woman bites at his leg. A man tries to jam his fingers into the joints of his suit. They are a tide of empty vessels, driven by the Control Devil's simple, vengeful will. With a roar of frustration, Barem ignites. A torrent of fire erupts from his arms, incinerating the first wave of his own flock. The smell of burning flesh fills the air, but more keep coming, clambering over the…"},"source":{"canonical_path":"/series/chainsaw-man-60cd22/chapter-187","citation_title":"WebtoonLib — Chainsaw Man #187","content_type":"chapter_summary","last_updated":"2026-07-24T22:50:45.905Z"},"data_status":"partial"},"untrusted":{"user_comments":[]},"see_also":{"for_series_detail":"/llms-series/chainsaw-man-60cd22"}}