The End of the Story

In front of Zouteland Street.

Just before Leonard was about to be devoured by Ms. M, she suddenly stopped. On that ferocious body, Ms. M's face moved down, and Luther's face took its place, becoming dominant.

Is Luther about to wake up?

The three of them couldn't help but think this way.

Under their gaze, Luther slowly opened his eyes. One look revealed that his beautiful, deep blue eyes were filled with endless madness and pain.

The world is screaming.

Everything was Distortion and changing, completely beyond Luther's perception and understanding.

He saw the sky constantly changing color, as if covered by a layer of multicolored, ever-glowing oil film; the buildings on the street were stretching and growing taller, leaning towards him, pressing heavily on him, making it hard for him to breathe; his once familiar teammates had all turned into grotesque figures, looking at him with eyes full of hatred, huddled together whispering and mocking him, ready to kill him at any moment.

They're going to kill me!

This world is going to destroy me!

Mad thoughts kept surging and exploding in his mind. Interspersed among them were the chaotic and painful screams of seven or eight people. Each person's spirit was torn apart, mixed up, and then refilled.

Sometimes they screamed, venting their physical pain; sometimes they whispered, praising the greatness of the gods; sometimes they argued with each other.

The struggle over who was right and who was wrong...: Luther's Consciousness was practically being shattered!

Beneath these voices lies the terrifying influence of the Potion itself; the craving for Flesh torments Luther, driving him to devour all life with Flesh.

Unable to think, Luther attacked the immediate threat almost instinctively.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the large veins wrapped around Leonard's arm suddenly burst open!

The "Blood Vessel Thief" has been Destruction!

The authority over "Language of Foulness" is now returned to its rightful owner.

Through the flying fragments of blood vessels, Leonard was shocked to see the crazed look in Luther's eyes across from him.

"Die!"

Grand and terrifying words, spoken in an ancient language, poured from the other's mouth, carrying an indescribable Mental Shock and invisible power, crashing down on Leonard at extremely close range.

"Kapim!"

Leonard's body was sent flying like a cannonball, slamming violently against the security company wall with a crisp cracking sound. The physical injury and the mental shock came at the same time, causing blood to spill from his mouth and nose. He collapsed to the ground, pale and exhausted, falling into a coma.

Black Tentacle, enhanced by Dunn's blood, emerged from Saint Selena's Ashes and arrived just in time to entangle Luther.

Cold, slippery Tentacle wrapped around him, and he shuddered, regaining some of his senses.

What did I just do... I actually attacked Leonard...

Kill them...

Praise be to the great Lord...

I'm so hungry...

His thoughts were in disarray due to his chaotic Consciousness, and even thinking became incredibly slow.

"Whoosh--"

Until the Phantom Tide echoed in his mind.

After the sound of the Tide rose, the previously chaotic voices were quickly suppressed, like mice caught in the sunlight scurrying to dark corners. Luther regained his senses, looked around, and found himself on the main street in front of the Blackthorn Security Company, the surrounding environment severely damaged.

Not far away on the street, the blood-red cross had not yet dried; carriages overturned, buildings were destroyed, burned, smashed, and Corrosion.

Ah, right, I was just held down by that group of people and forced to drink the Potion.

Luther quickly recalled what had happened before he lost Consciousness: the imposter who ambushed him, Ms. M's parasitism, drinking the Potion, the illusory sea, and the three familiar colleagues present—one already unconscious, one holding a dangerous urn of ashes, and the last with his hand in his pocket. The two conscious people looked at him, their faces filled with vigilance.

Luther couldn't help but look at himself.

The Flesh, fleshy body was covered with bizarre faces.

+!

He couldn't help but curse under his breath, "Damn M-girl, she actually turned her body into this."

"Team leader."

Luther Consciousness looked at Dunn and said.

"Luther, do you have a way to control the changes in your body?"

Dunn's face was pale from blood loss, and his hands holding the urn were taut.

"I."

Just as Luther was about to say he'd give it a try, his abdomen suddenly swelled up. The faces that had been suppressed in his abdomen squeezed together, bursting out with a large amount of Flesh, quickly forming a half-skinless upper Flesh!

In that instant, his body simultaneously acquired two upper bodies, making him look like a conjoined monster!

"Ho Yi-

Ms. M and the other faces converged on this New Life half-body, roaring angrily at Dunn, who was unleashing Tentacle. In that instant, Luther didn't react; he suddenly had a strange feeling—deep within his flesh Flesh, a tormented soul was crying out, as if an invisible whip was lashing it, forcing it to move like Lamb being driven...

"Boom!"

Crimson flames immediately ignited before his eyes, his body became incredibly Feather Fall, his feet suddenly lost their footing but quickly solidified again, the flames dissipated, and he was already standing in front of Klein.

The half- Monster's fingers were as sharp as knives, aimed straight for Klein's chest.

Luther snapped to attention and realized what was happening. He quickly reached out to stop the half-bodied Monster, shoving its hand past Klein's arm.

"Puff!"

Klein's sleeve and arm were torn open, and blood gushed out, but at least he avoided the worst possible outcome: death.

Was that what "Grazing" was just now?

Luther thought to himself Consciousness.

His body was quickly pulled along and moved rapidly again. Because Dunn was in the area with the densest black Tentacle, the half-bodied Monster could not get close and could only keep throwing blazing fireballs at Dunn while dodging the Tentacle.

Luther then sensed something amiss once more; in another part of his body, a soul was being driven, whipped, and forced to offer its power.

This is absolutely the true face of "Grazing"!

He uncovered a huge secret, but at the same time, he also gained an understanding of his own situation.

Judging from the current situation, Ms. M's promotion has spiraled out of control.

She went to great lengths to seize Luther's body. However, the "invasion" of that Holy Bible alone was not enough. That's why she used the Ritual of ascending to the position of Shepherd to counteract the attack, using the souls of others sacrificed to impact Luther's Mental World, and taking his place when Luther lost his resistance.

If successful, Ms. M will not only gain the Sea, but will also instantly advance to Sequence 5, becoming a powerful figure in the mid-level Sequence.

Of course, she clearly failed.

She not only failed to gain control of the Tide, but also failed to get promoted.

Ms. M's failure has caused Luther immense trouble. He now has a completely out-of-control Potion within him, Monster formed from the mixture of several bodies. Although the Phantom Tide has temporarily restored Luther's Consciousness, once the Tide's duration ends, he will once again succumb to his previous madness!

So, by using a cheat code, by harnessing the Tide within one's own mind, is it possible to control the Potion?

The answer is no.

The Tide can only help him resist mental shocks, such as the corruption of evil gods, or, like just now, drive away fragments of other people's Consciousness.

However, Luther's problem at this moment was physical. He had taken Potion, and his body contained a large amount of other people's Flesh. It was already very difficult for him to regain consciousness at this moment.

The situation is too chaotic; even cheat codes can't help!

As time passed, the sound of the Tide in his mind gradually faded, and Luther knew that he didn't have much time left to stay conscious.

... What is this?

Is this my fate?

Entangled in the flesh and Flesh of a horde of Cultist, he descends into madness and out of control, transforming into Distortion and grotesque Monster, wreaking havoc until he is finally killed?

I refuse!

I will fight to the death!

Even if it means certain death, I will still try to find that glimmer of hope!

"Bang!"

Luther raised his fist and slammed it into the Monster's head on the other side of his body. A strange pain immediately shot through him, and for a moment he even felt as if he had just hit his own head.

The half-bodied Monster that was attacking Dunn paused and instinctively turned its head.

"Roar!"

It seemed furious and roared at Luther.

"What are you yelling for? This is my body! Get out of here!"

Luther cursed.

"Call!"

Crimson flames immediately erupted from his palm.

"Grazing"!

The Monster had already demonstrated it twice, and Luther followed suit. He tried to sense his body and immediately discovered several souls "domesticated" within it. Their souls were intertwined with Beyonder Characteristic, like ignorant Lamb, offering no resistance and completely at his mercy.

Show me your abilities!

Luther's thoughts flowed, transmitting his Consciousness to one of the souls. The soul being Grazing immediately resonated with him, unleashing its Characteristic ability—the flame in his hand, Beyonder Ability from the "Pyromaniac."

Try this!

He shouted and hurled a blazing fireball at the enemy who was right next to him.

"Boom!"

The flames struck the Monster's head with perfect accuracy, instantly igniting it!

"Roar-"

"Ahh!"

The burning pain was felt by both the Monster and Luther, who cried out in unison.

"Call!"

Luther simply shouted, and flames reignited in his palm. This level of burning was nothing new to him; maintaining control of the Monster was far more important.

"Team leader!"

Despite the intense pain shooting through his nerves, Luther shouted, "I'll help control it! Let's destroy it together!"

That's right. Since he can't separate the out-of-control, crazed Flesh, he might as well eliminate them all. After that, relying on his powerful physical regeneration ability, he might still have a chance to survive. As for the Potion, with his cheat-like abilities, he might also have a chance to solve the problem!

In such a desperate situation, even the slightest hope should be firmly held onto!

"Luther!"

Klein called out, his eyes seemingly filled with tears. From his perspective, he only felt that Luther had decided to sacrifice himself to save Tingen, and he was overwhelmed with emotion and grief, but he couldn't say anything to stop Luther.

"Luther... don't move."

Dunn's eyes suddenly became incredibly deep, and he spoke with unwavering determination.

"Bang! Bang!"

Massive objects surged around him once more, and as they exploded, large amounts of blood were sucked into the black Tentacle immediately became ferocious!

"Swish swish!"

Their speed suddenly increased, bringing with it extreme cold and deathly silence, as they surrounded Luther at the center.

"The Monster sensed a terrible danger, roared, and was surrounded by flowing flames, seemingly preparing to leap."

"Don't move."

Luther's malicious voice rang out as he forcefully pulled at the "Grazing" soul within him, seizing control. The flame, which had risen halfway, immediately dissipated, abruptly failing.

"Roar!"

The black Tentacle drew closer, and the Monster panicked, trying to escape by running.

"!"

A dagger formed from flames pierced its thigh in an instant, pinning its body firmly to the ground. On the other side, Luther wore a vicious smile.

"I told you, don't run! Be prepared to die with me!"

Amidst the Monster's desperate roars and fierce struggles, the black Tentacle completely subdued it, utterly silencing its cries.

What are you waiting for?

He looked at Klein and said.

Klein looked at Dunn, who was deathly pale and swaying precariously, then at Luther, whose face was streaked with tears and blood.

It flowed down very quickly.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out the thin gold piece.

[Sun Flame] Talisman!

Through his slightly blurred vision, he uttered a mysterious Ancient Hermes word:

"Light!"

Luther watched as the talisman was thrown towards him.

The street, which had been darkened by the Saint Selena's Ashes, suddenly brightened. It was noon, and under the clear sky, the high Sun was casting its most intense rays upon the earth.

The talisman floated to Luther's front, quickly compressed, and resonated with the Sun overhead, transforming into the most intense light.

Klein actually had this kind of tactic...:

No, I have to protect myself...

Luther closed his eyes, activated his Flesh and Blood Magic, and transferred all of his healing abilities to himself.

The next instant, he felt that another Sun had been born.

"Bomb One"

Amidst the dazzling light, Klein and Dunn simultaneously closed their eyes.

The earth trembled, and the light was so intense that it still stung his eyelids after piercing them. He heard the Monster's final, unwilling cry, which quickly vanished without a trace.

The impact forced Klein to take a few steps back, but he managed to regain his balance.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that Luther was still standing at the center of the explosion. Half of his body and arm had disappeared, and his lower limbs were charred black like charcoal.

The black throat cord that had been wrapped around the Monster quickly retracted, as if it had suffered a great injury. The throat cord then burrowed into the urn in Dunn's hand, and with a clatter, the lid closed automatically.

The Monster is dead!

Luther still alive?

Surprise and joy appeared simultaneously on Klein's face, because he saw that Luther was perfectly lucid and showed no signs of madness.

"Please, get me some fresh meat right now..."

Feeling the weakness within his body, Luther spoke to the two people present.

The good news is that the Monster have indeed been eliminated, but the bad news is that the dissipation of their souls Flesh has made the Potion unstable, and it could go out of control at any time.

The next second, his pupils suddenly contracted.

A hand suddenly appeared and pierced through his chest.

"Puff!"

Luther heard the agonizing cry of his heart being pierced.

There are also enemies.

Luther, who was already exhausted, could no longer recover. As his strength gradually faded, he slowly collapsed.

In his fading vision, he saw a man in a clergyman's robe enter the room and join Klein and Dunn. The clergyman's movements were powerful and ruthless; he swiftly dealt with the two weakened men and bent down to pick up the urn containing the ashes.

As he picked up the urn, his gaze met Luther's.

He was a middle-aged man with dark gold skin and one blind eye. He looked at Luther with a blank expression.

You bastard, you dared to plot against me! I'll kill you!

Before losing Consciousness, Luther vaguely thought.