Luther: This Time, No More Being Late!

Deep in the Fog Sea.

Luther frowned, looking at the [Hanged Man] deep in the Gray Fog and listening to his prayers.

A bizarre incident occurs at the Pirate Assembly: the betrayal of the "Admiral of Blood" and the "King of Immortality," the arrival of the "Abomination" Suah...

One bad piece of news after another reached his ears.

The Hanged Man is pleading for help from Mr. Fool, but Mr. Fool is passing the message on to Luther instead, because—

"I also saw [Temperance]'s Fleet, but I didn't see him himself; it seems he wasn't there. Mr. Fool, please tell him that his crew is also in danger!"

The Hanged Man's last words echoed in his mind like a thunderclap.

Almost simultaneously, Luther felt a burning pain on his skin. It was Anderson's cry for help. Before leaving, Anderson had left his first mate a talisman; its activation meant they needed his assistance.

In other words, his men really did go to the Pirate Assembly and get trapped in a desperate situation?

Damn it!

Upon realizing the situation, Luther's face immediately Distortion.

"How are you?"

Antiya, standing to the side, didn't know what he had received, but judging from his expression, she felt something was off.

Luther waved to her, then took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and prayed, "Mr. Fool, thank you for the reminder."

He opened his eyes, knowing that he didn't have much time left. If he couldn't get to the scene immediately, his men might be wiped out. He had worked so hard to gather a group of people, and he had worked so hard to cultivate loyalty and affection among them, and now they were about to disappear completely.

This has happened several times already.

Blackthorn Security Company, the Lamb of the East Borough, and Cecilia...

A fierce and violent emotion brewed in his chest and quickly surged into his head, so intense it felt as if his head was about to explode.

Luther knew it was anger.

This time, he definitely won't be late again!

So what if his opponent is Sequence 1 Angel? He'll personally wipe out all those damned things!

Thinking of this, Luther quickly turned his head and looked at Antiya, the Flagship he had just recruited.

"What's wrong?"

The Angel was somewhat puzzled by his staring at her.

Looking into the other person's beautiful, crimson eyes, Luther said, slowly and deliberately, "I need you."

He saw that Antiya's eyes opened slightly for a moment, then slowly closed again a few seconds later.

"OK."

She spoke in a clear, magnetic voice, a deep, indescribable emotion welling up in the depths of her eyes. Finally, she said with a sigh, "For so many years, I've been waiting to hear these words."

Sonia Sea, Black Lake Island.

Under the pitch-black sky, the entire island had been divided into two parts.

Near the island, the "Death Announcer of the King of Immortality, is slaughtering the escaped pirates, who, led by four generals, are fighting against it. On the island, the Curse body of Suah is slowly being squeezed out of the whirlpool, craving fresh Flesh, especially the advanced and Spirituality bodies of the sea kings.

The entire island came to life, writhing into flesh and Flesh, and together with the endless black arms squeezing out from the sky, they converged on the Flagship of the kings in the center of the lake.

"Confusion!"

An incredibly majestic voice resounded from the center of the lake.

The writhing of Flesh paused for a moment, but soon resumed. The crack in the sky widened further, and clumps of thick, dark, writhing flesh were forcibly squeezed out, gradually forming the original body of the "Abomination."

His appearance resembled a large tree saturated with oil, with black, sticky branches stretching out. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that they were all arms, Distortion arms with various grotesque shapes protruding from their surfaces.

The pitch-black "tree trunk" was covered with countless bloodshot black and white eyes. Everyone who saw the eyes went completely mad in an instant, Distortion and Frenzy into Monster under the control of the sleeve. Dozens or even hundreds of arms quickly extended in all directions, sealing off the sky and the ground, surrounding these kings from all angles.

"Abomination" Suah wanted to enjoy these delicious blood delicacies.

However, the blood-eating creatures were unwilling to die in vain and were also putting up a resistance.

On the Black Lake floated three ships, the Flagship of the three kings. Faced with the attack from Suah, they each organized a counterattack.

Nast, the "King of the Five Seas, " constantly fired his the Black Emperor,"Courage of his loyal Sailor and providing ammunition for Earl 'Nast resistance; meanwhile, the " Queen Mystic " continuously activated " Mystical Reenactment," producing various strange effects to delay Suah's attack.

As for the last ship and his king...

What about that ship?

No, that Flagship disappeared along with its owner!

"Barros Hopkins!"

Nast's furious roar could be heard clearly even from a great distance. The least conspicuous "King of the Black Throne" saw the crisis and was unwilling to face the oppression of an Angel. Although the Spirit World had been isolated, his ship could navigate through the Sea of Collective Subconscious, evading Suah's blockade, and he seized the opportunity to escape!

"That bastard, he's always been so despicable."

Bernadette said coldly, an ancient spear radiating an aura of destruction materializing before her. She shot it upwards, repelling a reaching, dark arm. "Hold on, we still have hope."

What hope?

"Nast asked."

"I just made a [Prophecy], Prophecy tells me,"

Bernadette looked at Anderson on the "The Black Emperor," who held a used talisman in his hand, "We have new help..."

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Before she could finish speaking, Suah launched another attack. Perhaps because they hadn't been able to eat them for a long time and one of their prey had escaped, Sleeve seemed somewhat angry, and all the Distortion faces on the black arms let out a deafening roar at the same moment.

That was a terrifying sound that pierced the Spirit Body, Curse that went straight to the deepest part of the Spirituality!

No one can resist such a terrifying sound!

The Flagship in the center of the lake, the sails near the sea—from ordinary pirates to Pirate Admiral, and even two kings, all trembled and stiffened at such roars, their minds filled with various negative emotions, wanting to vent yet filled with fear.

While the kings and generals were alright, many of the surviving pirates started attacking each other to vent their frustrations!

"Hahahaha!"

This chaos gave the "King of Immortality" Agalito an opportunity. The Death Announcer laughed as well, further aggravating their negative condition, and charged towards them.

His target was the most conspicuous warship in the fleet.

The fleet of the First Blood Bishop!

However, before he could rush over, a strange change suddenly occurred on the surface of the nearshore waters.

A deep, vibrant crimson blood spread out, and then, a black three-masted sailing ship burst forth from the void, descending without warning.