Abomination

"If I had known, I shouldn't have come..."

Gazing out at the thick black clouds and the Flesh islands surrounding the lake, listening to the desperate cries of countless dying pirates, Anderson Hood began to regret his earlier decision. He should have turned back without hesitation then, thus avoiding this perilous situation!

The meeting of the kings did not last long. A few minutes earlier, Nast, who was presiding over the meeting, had only had time to raise two topics. The first was how to counter the increasingly powerful navy.

Regarding the first topic, Nast stated that although the Blood Bishop Destruction the first ironclad warship, the "Pritz," the corresponding technology was already mature, and more ships would be launched in the future. Such warships would be epoch-making in combat against sailing ships. The pirates would be completely unable to fight back, and would only be suppressed and beaten, gradually losing their territory and eventually being driven out of the Five Seas.

Nast had always wanted to establish an empire belonging to pirates, and naturally could not tolerate this situation. So he consulted with the other kings to see what their opinions were.

But apart from him, the other kings seemed unconcerned, and Anderson and "The Cruel," each representing their respective captains, merely stated that they would relay the message upon their return. Nast, however, displayed remarkable composure, showing no anger and instead moving on to the second issue:

Whether or not Alexander Gascoigne has been recognized as the new king of the sea.

Anderson was much more interested in this topic. However, before he could observe the attitudes of the other kings, a sudden change occurred on the island. As Nast released the room's Imprisonment, he immediately saw a scene outside the window that resembled hell: howling winds and surging blood. Throughout the island, towering Flesh Tree and blood rose up, waving their Tentacle, reveling in this carnival of Flesh and despair, offering roses in praise of the evil and madness.

Dark clouds filled the sky, forming a Distortion vortex. Deep within the vortex, something heavy, rough, crazy, and chaotic seemed to be slowly brewing.

This aura, this Distortion, terrifying aura...

Anderson felt as if something was watching him from the depths of the vortex of dark clouds, and his desires surged, subtly influencing his mind and urging him to unleash his evil thoughts.

Wrong!

Can't watch!

His Spirituality was issuing a frantic warning, and he quickly lowered his head, unable to look any further.

Something, something terrible, is about to descend!

"Someone come here."

In the center of the Captain's Cabin, "King of the Five Seas" Nast, seeing this scene, called out.

"My Earl, something's happened on the island."

His second mate, "Horror Viscount," Bird Mustang, appeared at the door and bowed, saying, "The Admiral of Blood has brought something dangerous; we are dealing with it."

Something went wrong?

That's easy for you to say. Given the current situation, it looks like the entire island is about to be destroyed!

Anderson thought to himself that these guys were simply unreasonable; they still wanted to follow the rules at a time like this.

Just then, Anderson saw Nast abruptly rise from his chair. The "King of the Five Seas" took only one step, but the rules of space Distortion accordingly, sending his body to the window.

A red light flickered in his deep black eyes as he quietly watched everything outside the window, sensing the invisible rules at play.

"Brush!"

A moment later, he suddenly reached out a hand, grabbed the nothingness in front of him, and then slowly pulled it.

Then the space around the "The Black Emperor" began to Distortion. Amidst the chaotic flashing of light and shadow, a figure was dragged by an invisible force, forcibly crossing the barrier of space and appearing above the lake.

"Boom!"

However, just as the Distortion figure drew closer to the "Black Throne," it suddenly emitted a dazzling crimson light, breaking free from the shackles of the invisible force.

Nast involuntarily released his grip, allowing the figure to float above the "The Black Emperor".

The person forcibly dragged here was none other than Shanks, Demigod of the "Rose School of Thought." He had a mutated body, and countless Vines echoed the Flesh Tree below, dancing incessantly.

"He's the culprit behind all this? No wonder he's the King of the Five Seas," he discovered him so quickly and brought him here.

Anderson watched all this from the shadows, thinking to himself.

"The Rose School of Thought? You've got some nerve."

Seeing that the other party had broken free of his control, Nast's stern face flashed with displeasure, and he let out a cold snort.

Brush!

An invisible rule quickly spread out, engulfing the entire island. All the giant trees that were hunting for blood immediately stopped, and even Shanks, who was floating in the air, seemed to freeze, his Vines ceasing all movement.

But this state lasted only a fleeting moment. He quickly recovered, his face Distortion a grotesque grin as he roared at the black three-masted sailing ship below, "King of the Five Seas! I have the blessing of the Mother Tree; your abilities are useless against me!"

At this moment, the black clouds grew thicker and thicker, occupying most of the sky. Shanks was still floating in the air, all the Tentacle on his body swaying along with the Flesh Tree, faintly echoing the clouds above.

"All crew, listen to my command!"

Nast's voice wasn't loud, but it immediately carried throughout the entire the Black Emperor: "Fire!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A strange power spread throughout the ship, but the Sailor were not affected by the madness. Following Nast's orders, they operated the cannons, firing powerful shells.

The shells accelerated after leaving the barrel, their trajectory Distortion, eventually scattering across the entire island. Each shell precisely struck a Flesh Tree, pulverizing it.

The "King of the Five Seas" unleashed a devastating attack with a single casual strike!

"Cough cough..."

Shanks was left with only half a body in the air; Nast had deliberately spared him two cannonballs. Under the invisible rules, he was unable to transform into Wraith and took the full force of the powerful attack. Despite his severely damaged body, his face still bore an indescribable fanaticism.

Praise the Mother Tree!

The old man said devoutly.

He reached into his robes, pulled out a long, dark finger, and without hesitation, raised it and plunged it into his own eye socket!

"Puff!"

Shanks's strength was so great that his slender finger pierced through his skull completely, with the fingertip, sticky with sap, protruding from the back of his head.

After a near-suicidal act of madness, he raised his voice and chanted with all his might. "Chaotic offspring of the Loving Mother Tree, the embodiment of all Curse and Degeneration, the spreader of chaos and distortion, great Abomination, Suah!"

The dark clouds in the sky surged, and a huge black arm reached out and grabbed Shanks!