As those Monsters from the Extreme Darkness Sea poured in, the entire Yacht had been thrown into complete chaos. All manner of bizarre things emerged one after another, turning the inside of the Yacht upside down.
Unlike the slices within the company, most of these Monsters possessed little to no sanity. They acted purely on instinct, and their abilities were equally bizarre.
Without the immense resistance granted by a Mythical Body, the Players aboard the ship had been caught completely off guard when facing these Monsters.
It was not that they could not defeat them. The main problem was that these Monsters' abilities were simply too strange: a black humanoid that could turn everything around it two-dimensional with a touch; a Sealing sphere that would teleport Players into an enclosed water bottle if they responded to its words; a Clown doll that would instantly pluck off someone's head and use it as a ball the moment they looked away...
—These Eerie Things were practically all first-encounter killers.
Players who had reached the Epic or Legendary stage naturally possessed some life-saving measures, but those measures were limited, while the Monsters swarming onto the ship were endless.
Players with better luck might still manage, but those unfortunate ones were even fused into raw materials by those Eerie Things. That was true suffering beyond life or death.
Inside the Main Control Room, Glasses Man's expression was terrifyingly twisted as he watched the conditions in every area of the Yacht displayed on the screens before him.
Everything had clearly been within his calculations. The three Mythicals would be killed by the people he had sent for the Interception Kill, while the Players aboard who had already joined the company would help him clear out the isolated Players. Both sides held an absolute advantage. There