Abomination

In the Central Sonia Sea, on the shipping route from the Rorsted Archipelago to Oravi Island.

"Creak--"

A semi-transparent door appeared in the void and slowly opened. Luther stepped out from behind the door, his feet landing on the sea. He looked around to make sure he was far away from Blue Mountain Island and there were no ships nearby.

"Brush!"

He raised his hand and waved it, and the shadow beneath him quickly spread out, covering the Sea. The surface of the shadow surged, and then things rose rapidly to the surface. Masts, sails, the ship itself, and the Sailor on board—four pirate sailing ships and a Steam warship—were thus brought back into reality.

"Finally out!"

Anderson gasped for breath, feeling the fresh sea breeze, still shaken.

The captain's shadow was so dark and eerie, and it seemed like he could hear the murmurs of countless dead. After only a short while, he felt his mental state deteriorate. Thinking this, he straightened up and turned to call out to his Sailor, but unexpectedly saw two unfamiliar faces.

Who are you?

He frowned as he spoke to Roy King, who wore glasses, and Sophia Einhorn, who had red hair.

Two unfamiliar people suddenly appeared on the ship, and if they hadn't looked so weak, he would have taken action to subdue them.

"I, we are the Blood Bishop Your Excellency."

Sophia spoke haltingly, her face pale. She and Roy King had spent more time in Luther's shadow, and the psychological impact on them was more severe. Roy King was slightly better, but he was still unsteady on his feet, clinging to the gunwale.

"I'm the one who brought them up."

Luther landed on the ship and said.

Hey, Old Man!

In the crowd, the Fat Apothecary Darkwill spotted his Teacher, shouted happily, and rushed over, "You're alright!"

Seeing how much his student cared for him, Roy King felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and he smiled weakly, saying:

"Yes, I'm fine."

Thump!

Before he could finish speaking, Darkwill, who was charging forward, tripped over a cable on the deck. His massive body shot out like a heavy cannonball, slamming into Roy King's stomach.

"Ah--"

Roy King's expression changed three times in an instant, from a smile to a blank stare, then to astonishment. This rather frail man was sent flying by his apprentice, tumbling over the railing and falling into the Sea!

"Help! Help!"

Darkwill got up, paused for a moment, and then shouted.

Chaos erupted on the deck.

"Call!"

Just as Anderson was about to call the crew members who were good swimmers down, Luther pointed to the side of the ship, and a fierce tornado rose up beside the ship, quickly lifting Roy King, who had fallen into the water, onto the deck. His body was soaked and he was coughing up water in a sorry state.

"Cough cough. That thing is still in the water!"

He was panting, and instead of scolding his apprentice, he anxiously called out to Luther.

That thing... oh, it's Dice, isn't it?

Luther quickly understood what he meant.

Standing on the edge of the boat and looking down, he saw the small ring box gradually sinking to the bottom. The lid of the box had been lifted by the waves, revealing milky-white Dice inside.

So he activated Pathway "Sailor" ability again, creating a waterspout.

"Whoosh!"

The wind carried the seawater upwards, tossing the box up, which Luther reached out and caught accurately.

"Smack!"

The impact of his hand against the ring box finally caused the Dice to detach from its container and land in his palm. With a "roll," the milky-white Dice lazily rolled in his hand before finally coming to a stop. The face-up side showed only a red dot.

1 o'clock.

"Not good!"

Upon seeing this, Roy King immediately panicked, "It's awake!"

What does "awakened" mean? Does this Beyonder Item have a life of its own?

Luther's mind raced.

So, is there a problem?

He asked calmly.

"Careful!"

"It will bring you extreme misfortune!" Roy King said urgently.

Unlucky?

In that instant, Luther suddenly realized, almost Consciousness, that the negative effects of his "Lucky Roulette" seemed to bring misfortune as well.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Captain, behind you!"

The next instant, hurried footsteps and the Sailor's exclamations came from behind. Luther quickly turned around and saw a deformed Distortion figure running towards him. He was wearing a Sailor that had been torn to shreds, and his body was covered with brown or dark green nodules that looked like tree knots, making him look ugly and eerie!

His face showed joy and fervor. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Uruk, the Sailor had been captured by the "Naturism Sect" that night.

It seems he may have already been contaminated.

"I heard the calling!"

Uruk shouted as he ran with all his might towards Luther, "I heard the calling, He is..."

His Spirituality was rapidly flourishing, emanating a terrifying aura. Everyone who saw him was shocked, and the most insane desires hidden deep within their hearts seemed poised to erupt!

"Boom!"

The Greatsword, jet black, slashed through a sharp arc, and the mutated Uruk abruptly stopped. A red line slowly spread across his face, blood flowing from it. His body gradually disintegrated, and he spoke blankly:

"He is... Abomination."

"Bang!"

Suddenly, his body exploded without warning, bursting into a cloud of Blood Fog. This Blood Fog seemed to possess its own Consciousness, abruptly deforming in mid-air to form an extremely strange pattern—

A symbolic tree, entwined with Distortion limbs, with countless flourishing branches extending from its outer ends.

The pattern formed by blood was faintly glowing.

"Boom!"

The instant Luther saw the pattern, he seemed to hear a deafening roar, and then the red color magnified infinitely before his eyes!

Luther was Illusion.

He saw a colossal, humanoid tree covered in chaotic scales. Its surface was covered with glistening, alluring fruits, dewy, seductive flowers, various metal badges, a black heart, naked tumors, and metal coins from different civilizations. High up on the tree were two heads: one below, a male with closed eyes and filled with strange desire; the other above, a female with bluish-green hair and an exceptionally beautiful face, possessing a captivating charm that spoke directly of love.

Horror, profound, prosperous, sinful!

Beneath the great tree, huddled, lay a being whose form defied description. Its body was Distortion, like a desperate Nightmare created by the most insane and delirious madman in his bizarre and Frenzy ramblings, as if it were a collection of the most evil things in the universe.

Even a slight glance is enough to drive those who see Him to utter madness!

He swallows sin, guides Him to madness, and He is watching Luther!

Finally, He stretched out two arms to Luther.

These two arms are over ten meters long, with a pitch-black surface, flowing with a viscous, foul-smelling liquid, and covered with countless protrusions, some resembling tongues, others dried-up skulls, and still others bulging eyes.

"Boom!"

Luther heard the sound of blood gushing from his eyes and ears at the same time.