Corrosion

Luther looked down at the Hanged Man card at the bottom of the box, his eyes filled with surprise.

The thing I've been searching for is right under my nose? If that's the case, then I have the recipes, Ritual, and corresponding ranks for the entire Secrets Suppliant Sequence!

"Very good..."

Even Luther couldn't contain his excitement at this moment. He Consciousness reached out and eagerly picked up the card...

"Careful!"

M's voice suddenly echoed in his mind, its usually gentle tone now tinged with urgency, "There's something wrong with that card!"

Unfortunately, her warning came too late.

"Brush!"

The moment Luther picked it up, the Card of Blasphemy suddenly changed. The pattern on its surface quickly faded, and a new image appeared—a huge full moon hung in the dark sky, casting its Crimson Moonlight onto the shallow bay below.

Two Tower stand in the bay, on either side of the Moon. A Hound and a Wolf stand on the shore, barking incessantly at the Moon.

The enormous Moon bore the outline of a human face, profiled with eyes closed, exuding a gentle and vibrant beauty. Upon closer inspection, the face was unmistakably that of a feminine Roselle!

The glittering starlight converged at the top of the card, condensing into several radiant words: [Sequence 0: Moon]

This isn't the Hanged Man card at all, it's the Moon card!

Oops!

Luther instinctively sensed danger. The face on the Moon was breathtakingly beautiful, as if it were the embodiment of the word "beauty." But behind that beauty, countless evil and strange things seemed to be breeding in the dark sky.

He tried to put the card down, but it seemed to possess an irresistible pull, clinging tightly to his fingertips.

"Puff!"

Without hesitation, he drew a shadow with his left hand, condensed it into a blade, and decisively chopped off his right hand!

Thump.

The hand, clutching the playing card, tumbled back into the box. Its Flesh instantly withered, sprouting lush Vines and Branches and Leaves. The [Moon] card was half-hidden among the dense Branches and Leaves, its original crimson color gradually deepening...

In the blink of an eye, it had turned completely blood red!

Above the Moon, the feminine Roselle suddenly opened her eyes. She stared intently at Luther, her alluring eyes filled with an indescribable eeriness and... malice.

"Ugh!" Luther clutched his head, letting out a low cry of pain.

They're in!

Something has come in!

The moment he touched the cards, something entered his body!

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Luther's skin burst open inch by inch, exploding into clouds of Blood Fog. Beneath the ruptured skin, Flesh twisted and writhed, and thick, dark liquid overflowed from the gaps.

"Boom!"

Terrifying hallucinations exploded one after another in his mind.

In the brilliant Astral World, there lies a colossal form that could occupy half the heavens. It is an indescribable and ineffable magnificence, as if it were haphazardly piled and intertwined with all sorts of life-giving organs. The pervasive Smoke and Dust and Crimson Moonlight form its grand cloak, like Stardust surrounding a planet.

That's... that's...

Utter despair and immense joy surged within me simultaneously, and the great being in my Illusion was slowly becoming real!

"Aaaaaah--" Waves of intense pain followed one after another, and Luther let out a heart-wrenching scream in the Captain's Cabin.

The transformation was extremely rapid. For the "Queen Mystic" and Antiya, one second they were watching Luther go to get the cards, and the next second he chopped off his right hand. Then a terrible change occurred, so fast that it was impossible to react!

"Distortion!"

Miss Ship Spirit was the first to regain her senses. She opened her palms to Luther, whose body and mind had collapsed simultaneously.

But just then, inside the box, a strange smile appeared on "Roselle's " eerie face.

"Brush!"

Antiya's eyes glazed over for a moment, and an invisible influence emanated from her hands, affecting Luther.

"Boom!"

Luther's body was struck as if by Lightning Strike; the shape that he had been barely able to maintain suddenly exploded, turning into a pile of minced meat.

"What are you doing!!"

Bernadette cried out in alarm, watching as the Ship Spirit not only failed to slow Luther's loss of control, but actually accelerated the process!

"I..." Antiya's eyes cleared, and after realizing what she had done, a look of panic appeared on her face.

At this moment, Luther's body continued to Distortion further. His Flesh were scattered on the floor of the Captain's Cabin, containing countless dark shadows and a flourishing yet Desolation beauty of ruin... Only his face remained unchanged, floating in the swamp of Flesh.

Terrifying hallucinations kept appearing in my mind.

As if a wind had blown away the clouds, in the depths of the universe, the moonlight and Smoke and Dust atop the accumulated organs dissipated, revealing the head of that great being.

Its enormous head was remarkably similar to that of a human woman, with long brown hair, scarlet eyes, and flawless features and contours—it was practically the symbol of beauty in the entire universe.

A loving maternal glow shines down, and facing Her eyes, no one can refuse to become Her child...

It seemed as if a voice, both desperate and joyful, came from the void.

Praise be to you, great mother!

The sound echoed throughout the universe.

Praise be to you, great mother!

The voice kept exploding in Luther's mind.

His will was constantly eroded, his soul floated up, about to be drowned in a vast, cosmic love. Deep within that love lay extreme mystery and chaos, devouring everything and reducing it to oneness... 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.

In reality...

"That's...!"

The two people aboard the "Black Throne" were horrified to discover that the clear sky had suddenly darkened, and a blood-red light poured down, turning the crystal-clear blue sea into a filthy crimson.

Looking out the window, a crescent moon hung in the western sky, now blood red.

It was an unprecedented crimson, more vivid and terrifying than any Crimson Moon they had ever seen!

A dense, almost tangible Red Light shone into the cabin through the window, reflecting off Luther's out-of-control body, as if echoing his movements!

"Someone come here!!"

Bernadette cried out, summoning unseen Servants who opened the Treasury Gate and retrieved a strange white mask.

Grade 0 Sealed Artifact, "Pale Death"!

She put the mask on, only to find to her horror that the coldness emanating from it had completely vanished, as if the Spirituality residing within it had retreated into the depths, daring not to peek out.

What exactly is this strange thing happening to Luther!? "Whoosh..."

Fortunately, at this moment, Luther on the ground suddenly reacted. A faint, strange sound came from his body, like the Tide.