Drive Forward!

Backlund, Cherwood Borough, within the Pale Strange World.

"Rumble..."

As if surfacing from the depths of the sea, a towering gigantic warship burst through the shadows with majestic momentum. Its bow emerged first, and once it had risen to a certain height, seemingly pulled by its own weight, the front of the ship crashed heavily down, finally floating upon the black "sea."

This was a black sailing ship nearly two hundred meters long, its prow and stern raised high, its overall shape resembling a crescent moon. It had only one sail, painted with a black tombstone.

What was astonishing was that black, curved ram horns had grown from the ship's bow, densely covered in profound and terrifying runes. Along both sides of the hull were thin black membrane wings like those of bats.

But that was not the most terrifying part. The truly terrifying thing was that the ship's main body consisted not only of traditional planks, but even more twisted beings—countless Devils' hideous bodies, their souls mingled with the vessel under chaotic and disorderly rules.

Upon the densely packed cannons, across the pitch-black deck, over the sail's surface... the Devils' blasphemous bodies and curse-filled faces covered every inch of it like the most lifelike relief carvings.

The Death Announcer, along with the pirates originally aboard it.

They had become one!

Under Antiya's Angel-level abilities, they had fused together, ultimately forming a horrifying and bizarre state!

The magnificent giant ship cruised over the shadows. Under Luther's command, it bore down on Kisma, the "Saint Tenebrous," with a heavy, rough aura. Its Spirituality suppression far exceeded his own; this was the powerful soul of a Sequence 3.

"The Death Announcer?! That's impossible!"

As a Demigod and a high-ranking member of the Aurora Order, Kisma naturally knew something about the situation at