Bang!
The Duke's castle rang with the sound of something shattering, accompanied by a rise in the temperature throughout the entire castle.
Golden Mask rushed to the scene at once. There, he saw William, wearing a pure-silver monocle, completely embedded in the wall, half his face scorched by the Evil Sun.
Lying on the bed was a completely transformed Evil Sun Eyeball Corpse.
1. Its face was burning and covered in scorch marks, while flames burned in every eye serving as a node.
2. The left side of its body retained a human shape, while the right side had completely mutated, sprouting six arms of varying lengths and thicknesses. Covered in scorch marks, they jointly gripped the metal desk lamp torn from the bedside.
3. The metal desk lamp, held by all six hands at once, had changed as well. Scorch marks spread across it, causing the entire lamp to be affected by Kindling's Curse—or perhaps some sort of spell had forced it to undergo Forced Diseasing.
The diseasing of inorganic matter was relatively slow and had a low success rate, yet the desk lamp had transformed in an instant, becoming a Diseased Weapon.
The lampshade vanished,
and the original bulb exploded along with it.
In its place, a Cursed Flame burned atop the lamp post.
Combined with the six arms beneath it—each with a different structure, none belonging to the same person—it seemed as though the people of the world were jointly raising a torch to dispel the darkness from existence.
"Evil Sun Carrier!"
Golden Mask instantly estimated the danger level. He also judged that the Evil Sun Carrier on the bed was in a highly unstable mental state, with a strong possibility of burning down the room and even causing irreversible damage to the Duke's castle.
A flick