The Blood Tide controlled by the Black Death Emperor had grown into something truly bizarre. Calling it a monster was not quite accurate; it was more like a blood-red wind. Too much of its human tissue had transformed into hexagonal fibers, and the entire creature was not driven by physical force. As it floated near the ground, it resembled a tsunami sweeping through a city.
But there was an even greater master yet to come. The creature that suddenly entered Schiller's field of vision did not quite look like a monster either. More precisely, it had surpassed humanity's understanding of monsters to date, because it was a "freak."
Some people might have heard of Molecular Gastronomy. Simply put, it meant pulverizing one kind of food and then reassembling it into a new food with a similar appearance. For example, you could crush strawberries, add all sorts of seasonings, pour the mixture into strawberry-shaped molds, and freeze it into new strawberry ice cream. Humanity seemed to love doing this kind of utterly pointless nonsense, and it was clearly influenced by God.
Over the billions of years of Earth's life evolving, God knew how many jokes he had made. His black humor was reflected in every scale of dragons and every claw of beasts. And now, God had made Molecular Gastronomy out of humanity as well.
The monster that crawled out of the lake was made up of countless shattered human body parts, yet it astonishingly possessed limbs and a head composed of innumerable mutilated human faces. As if to prove once again that this shape was no accident, they had even deliberately left two holes in its head to pretend to be eyes.
The monster's entire body was made of human remains. When they had been incorporated into it, they had