Navel Port

As the boundary between the Hell's Bright and Dark Sides, the Death Ash Sea is no longer clearly defined by the changes between day and night, and is shrouded in gloom.

This makes the Giant Lighthouse exceptionally conspicuous, and its light intensity is far greater than that of a lighthouse in human imagination. The beams it emits can extend thousands or even tens of thousands of meters across the sea, providing effective guidance for ships crossing both sides.

As the raven-foal carried Luo Di closer to the port city, it gradually came into view of the lighthouse's structure. No wonder it felt a special sense of being watched when illuminated by the light.

This lighthouse was merely packaged as an "inanimate object." Its underlying structure was likely some kind of large, old nodule, and its surface had undergone some kind of skin-keratinization process, transforming it into pieces of coarse gray stone.

At the very top of the Lamp Room is a Giant Eyeball covered in scorch marks and connected to energy nerves, from which light shines through the pupils that ripple with flame patterns.

For some reason,

This is clearly a town where tumor victims live, and this is clearly a lighthouse built by tumor victims.

Luo Di, however, sensed that the lighthouse's source exuded the aura of a spine, or rather, the aura of Chaos Nest.

The light from the lighthouse I just felt seemed similar to what I had experienced at the Recruitment Ground in the Nest City.

"Agatha, is the light source at the top of this lighthouse something the tumor people made?"

"This is my first time here myself. I've only read about Navel Port in books."

This light source was indeed not created by the tumor people, after all, those guys who love disease and plague mostly prefer green light.

According to the book.

This harbor lighthouse was built jointly by the Tumors and the Spine People, but the source of its light is not recorded in the books. "If you're interested, Luo Di, we can go see it once we enter the city."

"Good."

As one approaches the port city, the muddy ground gradually becomes solid, but this solid ground is not cement or stone, but an infectious substance that has spread from the city.

The ground looked like it was infected with a disease and covered with lumps, its texture had become hard, and you could see nerves or blood vessels running through it.

The city's walls were also made of hard, lumpy masses with a high-density keratinized surface.

It combines durability and regenerative properties.

Moreover, the city walls themselves also served as a granary for the tumor-carrying people. Each tumor contained a thick layer of pus, and in the event of famine or a prolonged siege, the pus reserves between the city walls could sustain the tumor-carrying people in the city for more than two months.

The city wall did not have a gate structure.

All visitors need to do is find a crack in the city wall and squeeze in. During the process, a physical examination will be conducted, and the individual's Pheromone will be extracted and sent to the city center.

Anyone who dares to cause trouble at the port can be identified simply by comparing the collected Pheromone with those used when entering the city.

Offending the tumor-prone people can have worse consequences than offending the ruling class.

"This taste..."

When you get about 100 meters from the city wall, the strong smell is like an abscess growing in your stomach, and it has a strong emetic effect.

Agatha had previously added filters to the metal breathing holes around her throat.

Luo Di quickly reached out and pressed his hand to his face.

With wire wrapped around it, the torture device was constructed, and the Jaw Ripper instantly covered the entire head. This was the first time Agatha had ever seen such an operation; she never imagined that torture devices could be used in this way.

Beneath the city walls,

There were many gaps; he could just find one to slip into. Luo Di put the crow inside his clothing and found a gap that was about the same height as himself.

Perhaps sensing the approach of people, the gap actually cracked open on its own, actively exposing the rotten flesh and fresh abscesses inside. The strong odor even became visible to the naked eye, turning green as it wafted out.

If it weren't for the fact that he was going to the Hell's Dark Side, Luo Di really wouldn't want to crawl into such a crevice.

Gaga~

As it passed through various protruding particles, the Pheromone on Luo Di's body were quickly collected, and then verification requests were sent from Navel Port to Chaos Nest and the Grand Monastery, both of which received responses.

His status as an envoy has been registered at the Navel Port, and he will be placed in the priority queue for subsequent departures without incurring any fees.

As the feeling of being squeezed disappeared, I passed through the gap and my view opened up.

I had thought this port city inhabited by tumor people would feel like "walking into a human body," but the scene before me was exactly like Luo Di's hometown, and even gave me the feeling of returning to Jupiter City.

The buildings resembled resettlement communities, shops of all sizes lined the streets, and dark, vertical streetlights were spaced out at intervals. Even the ground was paved with asphalt.

There is nothing related to the tumor victims, and it is completely out of place with the city wall behind them, creating a strong sense of incongruity.

"Agatha, what is this?"

Agatha had just emerged from the city wall, was equally astonished by the scene before her. "What's recorded in the books is true! The construction of the Navel Port used Original Pus latest building technology, and all the building materials were mixed with a radioactive brain tumor substance."

It can effectively influence those who come from the vicinity, making the town look as familiar and welcoming as they do.

Navel Port is a large, neutral city where different types of the Devil come every day. Most of the Hell Demon find it difficult to adapt to the living environment of the Original Pus.

Therefore, such urban architecture is very necessary.

"Brain tumor... so you mean it's a hallucination, right?"

"Beneficial illusions".

"Okay, let me see what it looks like."

Luo Di tried curling his tongue and tapping it lightly in his mouth. As the sound rang out, the scene before him instantly changed, Luo Di's pupils began to dilate rapidly, and his teeth involuntarily clenched slightly.

Since it was only a very slight knock, the sobering effect quickly faded, and the illusion returned to its original state.

"Phew... It really is a beneficial illusion. It's better not to dispel it too easily."

Although the city presents an easily acceptable illusion due to the brain tumor material, the city residents living here remain unchanged, and Luo Di has officially met the so-called "tumor people".

They were quite different from the tumor-ridden soldiers he had first seen on the battlefield.

People with tumors seem to dislike "external clothing" and prefer to use their own "proliferative structures" as more comfortable and form-fitting clothing, and they will even dress up carefully.

For example, one could drape the overgrown skin and mucous membranes directly over their body, and then use the intestines as a suspender, scarf, or belt for decoration.

The digestive products in the intestines can even highlight a person's identity; for example, if lunch was eaten at a high-end restaurant, it can be directly displayed to others in this way.

Various proliferating internal organs can be worn as ornaments in different parts of the body, and the strong expression of certain organs may attract the attention of the opposite sex.

In addition, tumor patients often have more intense life activities and more metabolism, which a single excretion outlet is simply not enough.

Therefore, most of them have growths and holes on their backs, from which foul odors, liquids, or even fluid substances constantly seep out, which is more obvious in some people with larger tumors.

These substances are very valuable; city streets actively absorb them and channel them to bioengines beneath the city's surface, serving as energy for purifying seawater.

Elements that can represent plague, such as maggots, flies, and locusts, are sometimes used to decorate people or are expressed directly in the shape of flies.

Although it was rather exotic, Luo Di was very adaptable and could get used to it after a few more glances.

On the contrary, some of the tumor patients felt disgusted and even vomited after seeing Luo Di's strange gray-haired appearance.

Instead of heading to the port to board the ship to the Dark Side, the two found an inn with brightly lit candles, seemingly planning to stay there for the night and set off the next day.

The boss's appearance was not bad; the growths on his body were all hidden under his skin, he just looked rather fat.

"It's quite rare to have monks staying at my place! Welcome, welcome. I'll try my best to arrange relatively clean rooms for you."

Agatha didn't respond. Instead, she pressed her massive body against the counter, placing an Wanted Poster directly in front of the owner.

"Have you seen this person before? Or heard anything about him? If you can share information, this coin is yours."

A special silver coin from Grand Monastery was placed on the table, making the shopkeeper's eyes practically pop out of their sockets.