Grazing the Chaos Hunter, the Sea King's Arrival
"Don't think it'll end like this!"
Prince Grove had almost completely transformed into Mythical Creature, reduced to a Distortion face, like a relief embedded in the massive Brass Pillar. He stared at Luther, and patterns appeared on the surface of the Brass Pillar as a result.
He said:
"This area is off-limits..."
"Degeneration!"
The enormous, Devil Transformation split personality, its face contorted in agony, uttered a terrifying Curse at Grove.
"Bang!"
Thick Black Fluid suddenly formed, pouring down from the void and quickly exploding into dense Fog, obscuring the oppressive glow of the Brass Pillar. It was the Filth and Corrosion from the Abyss, directly affecting the target's Spirituality instincts!
"Aaaaaah!"
Prince Grove roared in agony amidst the black mist, causing the Brass Pillar to tremble violently and dispel the mist.
Just then, a glittering silver suddenly appeared in the brass color of his body.
The Silver Knight's rapier can Blink him instantly, bypassing barriers and appearing right in front of his target... or even inside! Swish swish swish!
A silvery-white light flashed rapidly, spreading from bottom to top and from the inside out across the surface of the Brass Pillar.
In an instant, the silvery-white light wove together into a fine, dazzling net, completely enveloping Grove!
Prince Grove's body stiffened abruptly.
"Click, click..."
The next second, the huge Brass Pillar rang out with countless crisp cracking sounds. Along the silver-white grid lines, cracks spread rapidly, expanding from the inside, until the entire Brass Pillar collapsed and fell to the ground with a crash.
The "Arbiter" is not known for its defensive Pathway, but the "Silver Knight" is famously powerful in terms of firepower!
"Smack..."
The Brass Pillar crashed into the silt of the deep sea, scattering countless fragments. Its pure and sacred surface was stained with Mire, and the majestic rules that adorned it became broken and dirty.
"Damn it... I'm going to... kill you..."
Grove's face was submerged in Mire, yet he still glared fiercely at Luther.
Luther indifferently raised his sword. "Pfft!"
The jet-black Greatsword easily pierced his eyes, Destruction the remaining life force within him.
He is merely an "Arbiter" Pathway is not skilled in combat, and his own abilities such as "Prohibition" are unlikely to be effective against Luther. The fact that he has managed to hold out until now is quite remarkable.
"Swish, swish."
Seeing Grove's hideous and Distortion face, Luther remained unmoved. Instead, he swung the "Blade of Flesh and Spirit" to cut that part off the Brass Pillar, and gently flicked it aside with the blade.
There, M waited quietly.
She bent down, picked up Prince Grove's head, and gently cradled it.
"Damn it... I'm not reconciled... Your Majesty..."
Grove had completely lost his sight and was on the verge of death, constantly murmuring to himself.
"Don't worry, you've done a great job..."
M said softly, placing her soft, white hand on his forehead, "Even His Majesty would be proud of you..."
"No, I... I've turned into Monster..." "It's alright, you're safe. Nothing will happen now. You can easily revert to your Mythical Creature Form..."
M's tone was gentle and calm, making one unconsciously believe her words.
However, if Grove still had his sight, he would have noticed that although M spoke gently, her eyes always radiated an inorganic golden light, cold and devoid of emotion.
She was simply using her abilities to influence Grove.
Grazing requires the souls of Lamb. If Grove is completely out of control before his death, even if his soul can be extracted, it will be quite difficult to control him. That's why Luther wanted M to intervene and stabilize Grove's state before his death.
"Yes, you're right..."
Completely unaware, Prince Grove was brought under control and gradually calmed down. His previously nearly out-of-control Spirit Body stabilized, and the form of the Mythical Creature began to disintegrate little by little.
"That's fine."
M finished her work, laughing mercilessly, and showed the head to Luther.
"Puff!"
Luther walked over and thrust his sword through Grove's head.
"Aaaaaah!" Grove roared in pain once more.
He struggled, trembled, and roared, until finally he became completely stiff and stopped moving.
Prince Grove, Augustus Demigod of the Royal Family of the Loen Royal Family, Sequence 3 of the Arbiter Pathway, "Chaos Hunter," is utterly dead.
"!!"
A gaze that always loomed high in the sky cast a cold, unwavering look down upon them.
Sea King witnessed Luther killing Grove, and his emotions, conveyed through his gaze, weighed heavily on Luther. His gaze was filled with brutality and rage; one can imagine how intense Arne Kottman's emotions were at that moment.
"Oh..."
As if oblivious to the threat posed by Sea King, Luther sheathed his black Greatsword and extended his right hand toward Grove's corpse.
"Waaah--"
A bone-chilling wind howled up, carrying a powerful suction force, swirling around Grove's corpse. Before long, a blurry Spirit Body was forcibly extracted, and along with the gathering Spirituality, it all entered Luther's body.
"No!"
Grove struggled desperately, writhing and thrashing within Luther's body. But he was firmly drawn in by Luzer's Spirituality, pulled into the cage within. Luther had given him a good spot—the very same Slot where Medici had been imprisoned. Please remember the only official website for this novel: www. deqixs. org. This is the only website; other websites may be discontinued at any time.
Following "The Death Announcer" and the Demigod of the Church of the God of Combat, this is the third Sequence 3 Lamb that Luther Grazing.
He quickly finished Grazing and then looked in a certain direction.
There, the Black Emperor Solomon's Mausoleum still stands on the seabed.
"The Augustus Royal Family wants this chair... then I can't let them have their way..."
Luther thought to himself, then quickly took flight and slipped into the Mausoleum through the crack.
Even after thousands of years, a powerful pressure still emanated from that Throne. As he approached the Throne, many strange Illusion seemed to appear before his eyes, showing him that glorious era and the great figure sitting on the Throne.
While enduring the Illusion, Luther reached out and put the Throne away.
"Boom!!"
As soon as he put away the Throne, surging seawater poured in through the void. The invisible rules were broken, and the Mausoleum completely lost all its magical effects.
Luther quickly gained altitude, passed through the crevice, and flew to the surface of the sea before being submerged.
Meanwhile, Sea King's gaze remained fixed on him, growing ever stronger. "Captain! Hurry up!!"
Anderson's voice came from afar, tinged with panic, "Sea King is coming!"
He Consciousness looked in a certain direction.
In the distance, where the sea meets the sky, a strange sight appeared. Lead-gray clouds stretched out in lines, pressing heavily towards this place. Beneath the clouds, a fierce Storm raged, like a forest of lightning.
Amidst the Storm, a figure, commanding all the calamities, was rushing towards them at an astonishing speed.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the other party's presence became visible to the naked eye.
Sea King has arrived!