Blood Bishop? Was He Famous?

"Call!"

The raging wind whistled in Anderson's ears. He looked down and saw nothing beneath his feet, only the golden seawater rushing past him. Looking up again, he saw the large ship with black sails gradually approaching.

That was both dangerous and exciting!

Anderson thought to himself. Then he suddenly felt his body sink, as if Luther was pulling him down rapidly toward the pirate ship.

On the rapidly enlarging ship, Anderson saw the noisy pirates on the deck. Some were brandishing long knives, while others were raising guns and firing at them, smoke billowing from the muzzles, but the bullets were slow and couldn't catch up with them.

At the bow of the large black-sailed ship stood a man of medium build. Because of the rapid descent, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he felt that the man's eyes seemed to be filled with intense malice.

Thump.

Anderson's mental state lasted only a brief moment before Luther brought him down to the middle of the deck, the center of the pirates' encirclement.

Kill him!

The pirates were fierce and savage, giving them no time to react. They pounced on the two men as soon as they landed, slashing at them with their weapons.

They're just a bunch of rabble with no Beyonder Ability; watch me wipe them out quickly.

Anderson was about to use his abilities to resolve the situation when he suddenly saw a blood-red expanse before him.

"Bang!"

Centered on them, a large area around them instantly cleared out. The pirates who were baring their teeth and claws at them just a second ago were now exploding into Flesh fireworks, scattering across the deck with a whoosh.

Fear swept across the deck like a gust of wind, and the once noisy deck fell silent instantly.

Everyone was staring at the center, at the man in the blood-red robe. Many pirates wore blank expressions, seemingly unable to accept what had just happened.

The pirates looked at Luther, and Luther looked at them. He swept his gaze over the group of men one by one.

The highest Sequence 6, and there are a few lower ones. However, their bodies also exude an even more Filth and Degeneration aura, the source of which is unknown.

He then turned his gaze to the bow of the ship, where the man standing appeared to be the leader of the entire vessel.

The man was wearing a linen shirt and a dark jacket, his lips were purple, and his eyes held a strong malice that he tried to suppress but could not hide. At this moment, beneath that malice lay a hint of fear.

"The second mate of the 'King of Immortality,' the 'Slaughterer' Kircheis!"

As an adventurer and bounty Hunter, Anderson immediately recognized this frequent name on wanted posters. "The official bounty for Loen is 9,500 pounds!"

£9,500? That's half of my cash!

Luther thought to himself, scrutinizing the other party and using his Shepherd abilities to sense that the other party was Sequence 5 Extraordinary.

Souls are used for Grazing, bodies are sold for bounties.

Just then, Kircheis at the bow of the ship spoke.

"Blood Bishop?"

He asked tentatively.

Luther looked up at him.

This guy actually figured out who I am?

I had altered my appearance when I attacked Sodela Palace; he probably guessed my identity based on my demeanor.

[Blood Bishop]. Is that Gascoigne's title? It must have appeared recently, right?

Is this title very famous?

Anderson thought to himself.

Because he was trapped in this sea area, he had not received any new information for a long time, and he was unaware that a crazy man had declared war on the Loen Royal Family for a group of useless poor people.

"I'll leave this to you."

Luther ignored him and instead told Anderson, "That guy's mine."

"Calm down, don't make a move. 'The King of Immortality' admires your madness. If you join us, you'll definitely receive excellent treatment."

Sweat beaded on Kircheis's back as he tried to persuade his opponent. He knew his chances of winning were slim, so this was the only way he could stall for time.

Just as Luther had thought, Kircheis had taken the risk of guessing that Luther was the [Blood Bishop] based on his abilities and condition. He had hoped to intimidate Luze and increase his bargaining power, but unfortunately, Luze didn't buy it at all.

"Brush!"

In response to Luther, Kircheis used a blazing spear formed from crimson flames. Ignoring Gilchrist's attempts to persuade him, he continued to carry out the division of labor he had just performed with Anderson and launched an attack.

Kircheis dodged the attack, but anger began to rise on his face. He was the second mate of the Pirate King; how dare they treat him like this!

"Boom!"

His body suddenly swelled, tearing his clothes apart rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, Kircheis transformed into a colossal creature nearly three meters tall—his skin was dark and sinister, his eyes were scarlet and filled with malice, his goat horns were curved and extended from his head, covered with strange and mysterious patterns, he had bat wings on his back, and ghostly blue flames floated around him, giving the air a strong smell of sulfur.

Devil Transformation!

Kircheis is a Sequence 5 "Desire Apostle"!

No wonder he suddenly stopped the pursuit; it turns out that "Malice Perception" was automatically triggered, indicating that there were dangerous individuals on the oncoming ship.

Just then, a crimson light flashed in Kircheis's eyes, and he spoke:

"Die!"

Those are the Filth words of the Devil, a powerful Curse brimming with malice!

Luther swayed violently, blood streaming from his eyes and nose. However, the impact he received was far less than Kircheis had anticipated!

The other person quickly regained their balance and gave him a disdainful look.

Is that all?

His tone even sounded somewhat disappointed.

How could that be!

Where did I go wrong?

Kircheis thought to himself, and without hesitation, he immediately launched his next attack.

"Whoosh!"

Numerous dark blue fireballs rapidly formed around him, poised to shoot towards Luther!

The eerie blue flames illuminated his Devil Transformation form, making him appear terrifying and bizarre.

Luther began to speak:

"Go to hell."

Both are Language of Foulness, both contain Curse.

"Ah--"

Kircheis screamed in pain, feeling as if his brain had been pierced by a wooden board studded with red-hot nails! The language uttered by the other was far Filth and insane than his own, even for Devil like himself!

"Boom!"

The fireball exploded out of control, and flames instantly engulfed his body!

"Call!"

A fierce wind howled and blew away the flames. It was the gale created by Kircheis flapping his wings, which he used to dispel the flames burning on his body.

His entire body was covered in burns of varying degrees, but they were not fatal; instead, they ignited a burst of fury within him.

Let's fight this guy!

Kircheis thought to himself, drawing his Magma Longsword and activating his Desire Incarnation, ready to fight his opponent with all his might!

But the spot where Luther had been standing just moments before was now empty.

Kircheis stared at the empty space, when suddenly Luther's illusory form appeared in his eyes.

Evil Spirit Possession!