Can a True God's Uniqueness Be Extracted?

"You mean the Dice I just touched?"

Luther immediately recalled the milky-white Dice that had just caused him considerable trouble and asked in surprise.

Is that Dice the Uniqueness to obtain the "Monster" Pathway?

"To become True God, Uniqueness is essential, after all, True God is unique," Medici laughed. "Those two Snake of Mercury both want it. Who knows, you might see Ouroboros land on the ship and greet you in a little while."

That's impossible, because Ouroboros is a Foolish Snake.

Luther Consciousness recalled the other Snake of Mercury's assessment of its nemesis. Speaking of which, Ouroboros is indeed the King of Angel. If Medici wasn't lying about the definition of "King of Angel," then Ouroboros possesses at least two Sequence 1 Characteristic from the "Monster" Pathway.

But--

"But I feel that the 'Life School of Thought' doesn't place much importance on it." His eyes flickered, somewhat questioning Medici's words, "Are you mistaken?"

"Idiot."

Medici scoffed, "The more you value something, the more you should act like you don't, so as not to arouse suspicion. Don't you understand such a simple principle?"

The Governor's Mansion probably just regarded the Dice as an ordinary Beyonder Item. If they knew it was Uniqueness formed, they certainly wouldn't have simply stored it in a safe. In order not to overreact, the "Life School of Thought" didn't even send their own Demigod to take action, but instead entrusted Luther, an outsider, to handle the situation, which was quite appropriate.

Luther quickly understood this principle.

"Yes, Red Angel, you're right. I'm a fool, and you're the smartest, so smart that you'll be eaten as raw material."

He retorted coldly.

Huh? Me?

Before the Red Angel could retaliate, Luther manipulated the Flesh around Him, completely surrounding Him so that He could no longer make a sound, forcibly ending the conversation.

Standing on the vast Sea, his expression gradually grew heavy.

Luther did not forget what he had said.

To save Cecilia, and to end this mad Pathway and exact revenge on the evil god, he had decided to replace the True Creator and become the True God of this Pathway. However, it now appears that since the True Creator has already become a god, that Uniqueness has long been contained within Him. To replace Him, one must first extract that Uniqueness from Him.

Is it possible?

Extracting the Uniqueness from True God's body is almost no different from killing a True God.

No, there might be other possibilities.

He looked down at the Ocean beneath his feet.

This peculiar sea seems to be connected to the True Creator and the so-called Dark Angel. Even Uniqueness objects fear it, suggesting it holds an extremely high status. However, my current control and understanding of it are still insufficient. Medici has only spoken vaguely and hasn't clearly told me the truth about this sea.

I still need a promotion.

Once he advances, his control over this place will deepen, and the tower may provide more intelligence. Moreover, he is currently only a Sequence 4, far too far from being True God. He needs to reach at least the Sequence 2 Angel level before he can consider these issues.

So the question then turned to Potion and digestion.

After completely Degeneration a Demigod, Luther clearly felt the Potion being digested, indicating that his direction was correct. However, further research was needed on the rules of Acting. Now that he had reached Sequence 4, the Potion's digestion process was naturally not as rapid as in the Low Sequence, and he couldn't estimate how long it would take to finish.

As for the other question, it naturally comes down to the Potion recipe for Sequence 3.

Luther Consciousness reached for a piece of paper to jot down his thoughts. Suddenly—

"Brush!"

An ancient Parchment suddenly materialized and fell into his hand—as if it were above Mr. Fool's Above the Gray Fog.

In an instant, Luther held his breath.

As if wanting to confirm it, he let his thoughts express themselves with a strong will, staring at the Parchment, wanting it to disappear.

"Brush."

Sure enough, the Parchment disappeared once again, just as he wished.

Luther experimented repeatedly until he finally confirmed that he truly possessed the ability to materialize things on this sea. This was perhaps another testament to his increased control over this area after his advancement.

Mr. Fool and the Gray Fog, Me and This Sea

He sensed a strange similarity between the two, as well as the conflict between the Tide and the Gray Fog, which led to a variety of speculations. Among them, the most extreme conjecture was that this place and the Gray Fog were the so-called "Divine Kingdom," and that was why he could see the True Creator on the other side of the Fog.

As Luther pondered this, he suddenly burst out laughing.

Forget it, there's no point in guessing anymore; it's better to come back to reality.

With this in mind, he left the Ocean and returned to the Real World.

That night, on the way to Oravi Island.

The Doe had been transformed into a lively banquet hall, where all the crew members had gathered for a victory celebration.

Because they had plundered a large amount of Military supplies at the port, there was plenty of wine and food at the banquet. The navigation of the ships was entrusted to the Flesh Puppet, and there were also Apothecary on board who could concoct effective hangover remedies, so everyone drank to their hearts' content without any worries.

"This toast is to the captain!"

The crew cheered and raised their wooden cups high.

The surprise attack on Bayam was a success, with no casualties. The huge victory thrilled them, more intoxicating than the finest wine. The captain was also quite considerate; he ordered the Sailor to take a clear inventory of the spoils that very day and convert them into cash, which was then given to everyone.

Many of them had never seen so much money before, and their eyes were red with envy.

Not only is he powerful, but he's also incredibly fair—where else can you find a captain like that!

However, the one they were praising was not at the center of the banquet.

Aren't you going to join everyone for drinks?

The sea breeze was icy cold in the dead of night. At the bow of the ship, helmsman Rube tilted his head back, drank a glass of wine to warm himself, and casually asked a question while steering the ship.

I don't drink alcohol.

Luther replied calmly, standing at the bow of the ship, away from that place of revelry.

Warm light streamed through the restaurant windows, illuminating the deck and adding a touch of brightness to the otherwise dark world. The cheers inside grew louder and louder; one could almost hear Anderson's loud laughter and the Fat Apothecary's angry curses.

He couldn't help but recall his days in Tingen, the welcome dinner he attended with everyone from Blackthorn. How carefree those days were, and how Cecilia would be waiting for him when he got home.

The thought of his sister made his heart feel as if it were sinking into the deep sea.

"You should have some."

Rube, unshaven and looking dejected, glanced at him, then turned back and said calmly, "At least it will lessen your pain."

He seemed to sense the gloom in Luther's heart.

"No need, I want to feel that pain consciously."

Luther calmly refused, saying, "Only through this burning pain will I not forget my original intention."