Gift: Language of Foulness

After taking the Potion, Luther's senses suddenly became heightened. His hearing, in particular, was greatly enhanced, and all the sounds around him entered his ears clearly.

The sounds of my own breathing through my nose and trachea, the rustling of clothes against my skin, the thumping of muscles and the clanging of bones, the buzzing of insects in the room, Cecilia's uneasy footsteps downstairs, and many more sounds from inside and outside the house... and across the way, the voice of Ms. M.

Strange, her voice sounds off.

The sticky sound of Ms. M's Flesh separating and rejoining was constant; her heart beat slowly, like that of an old man in his twilight years. With each breath, her Flesh made a tearing sound.

—It's as if Ms. M is just a broken doll hastily pieced together. Is she seriously injured...? Luther wondered to himself, "Will I have a chance to ambush her later...?"

But soon, he stopped thinking about those things.

Because he heard more voices.

In the darkness, high above, at the top of the Sequence detached from the mortal world, a great being sensed the change in his Sequence and cast his indifferent gaze upon him.

A sound then rang in my ears.

It was a Filth sound that should not belong to the human world, like the Frenzy of a most insane Dream. The sound was filled with evil and pain, like the desperate cry of a dying person, or the delirious dream of a mental patient.

The voice was filled with extreme emotions and terrible pollution. Luther had only heard a little bit when he felt as if his head was being stuffed with countless red-hot irons and then forcibly grabbed and shaken back and forth!

His ears were already very sensitive at that moment, so this was a huge shock to him.

"Ah!"

Luther felt as if his soul was being torn apart. The voice, besides Curse, also carried forbidden and Degeneration knowledge, which was forcibly poured into his mind.

A blessing from the True Creator!

When you become Listener, you gain a unique, powerful, and Distortion ability bestowed upon you by the True Creator.

"Whoosh!" Finally, just as his spirit was on the verge of collapse, the Phantom Tide rang out, protecting his weakened spirit. The sound of the Tide and the voice canceled each other out, and what flowed into Luther's mind was only pure bestowal, without any spiritual influence from the True Creator.

Perhaps because he had fully digested it, Luther withstood the Oldest One shock of the language and held on until the arrival of the cheat. The Phantom Tide continued to resound until the language ended, before slowly fading away.

I survived...

Luther felt his Consciousness slowly returning to his body. He opened his eyes and found his forehead covered in sweat.

Suddenly, Ms. M's face appeared before him. She was standing very close to Luther, staring intently at Luther. Luther could see his own reflection in her golden pupils.

Her eyes gleamed with fanaticism and... Greed.

What are you doing!

Luther took a step back and frowned.

"You rejected the Lord's word, yet you still received His grace... How interesting."

Ms. M made no attempt to conceal her attitude, continuing to stare intently at Luther. Her gaze was so intense it felt like she wanted to devour him whole, sending chills down his spine.

Fortunately, after a while, she finally changed the subject, "I'm curious, what kind of ability has God given you?"

"Would you like me to demonstrate?"

Upon hearing her say that, Luther raised his head and asked somewhat provocatively.

"Can."

Ms. M nodded.

"Fine, then go die."

Luther Hermes.

Before the smile on Ms. M's face had faded, her hand moved with lightning speed, grabbing her own neck and snapping her cervical vertebrae with a "crack".

At the same time, bluish-black veins appeared on her face, like bulging, terrifying tree roots.

Only then did a hint of surprise appear in Ms. M's beautiful eyes. In an instant, her hands seemed to possess their own will, willingly carrying out Luther's command.

"That's Language of Foulness, very good."

Ms. M tilted her head and said, "I forcefully twisted my neck with my hand, and with a crisp click, my head returned to its normal position."

They weren't so easy to kill after all.

Luther cursed inwardly, feeling the massive loss of Spirituality within his body.

He received a power from the True Creator called "Language of Foulness," which can inflict a powerful Curse on the target, corrupting their mind and destroying their life.

As a price, this ability consumes a large amount of Spirituality. Moreover, its effect seems to be minimal for a powerful individual like Ms. M.

Perhaps because he had just been promoted and had consumed a lot of Spirituality, Luther felt his vision go black. He quickly sat down and meditated for a while to recover.

Ms. M waited for him quietly.

Starting tomorrow, try to Acting Listener and strive to fully process this information as soon as possible. In the meantime, continue with your normal work and don't let your colleagues notice anything unusual about you.

She said to Luther when he woke up.

Luther frowned, increasingly sensing that something was wrong with Ms. M. Compared to the Ms. M who fanatically believed in True Creator during her time in Enmat Harbor, she now seemed to have more of her own will.

"What exactly do you want? Don't give me those lies about helping me; you know I don't believe you."

"Okay, I'll tell you."

Ms. M looked at Luther and said, "You destroyed all my arrangements in Enmat Harbor, my power, my aspirations... I want to start over in Tingen, and as punishment, you must help me rebuild my organization."

"My current requirement for you is to digest this as quickly as possible and become my reliable tool. Don't worry, I will guide you. If you do well, I might consider letting you and your siblings go and continuing to provide you with higher-level Potion."

Ms. M said that while Soothing Luther, she also offered him empty promises.

Although this reason was more reasonable than before, Luther didn't believe it.

Ms. M's physical condition, her Greed gaze... and even when she mentioned her past business dealings, she spoke with an indifferent attitude, which completely contradicted her statements.

"I understand. I hope you will keep your promise."

Luther could only remain wary and pretend to accept this reason for the time being. Rather than trusting Ms. M, it was more reliable to get rid of her as soon as possible.

After tidying up the bedroom, Luther took his belongings and left the room.

"Elder brother!"

Cecilia, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately rushed over, her expression worried.

"It's alright now."

Luther smiled reassuringly and put the pot back in the kitchen.

Regardless, he safely advanced to Sequence 8, gaining new abilities, even if they were still insignificant to Ms. M.

Furthermore, it was discovered that Ms. M's health seemed to have some issues, requiring further observation.

He slept much better that night.

The next morning, the brother and sister went out as usual.

"I have to stay at the company tonight, I won't be back."

Luther said to Ms. M.

"I know, your colleague already said that," Ms. M said casually, sharing his view.

May the Goddess bless me so I can fuck her to death soon.

Luther prayed to the Goddess in his heart, showing a rare touch of piety.