Encountering Roselle

Beneath Luther, the shadow was as black as ink, except for two slits on his head, which slowly opened as if they were eyes.

Those eyes were filled with pure malice.

"Um?"

Luther's eyebrows twitched involuntarily. He saw that his shadow was wriggling slightly, as if it had been given life, gaining thickness and Spirituality. The outline of the shadow was becoming more and more refined, clearer and clearer, more and more like a living person.

In contrast, his own presence has become increasingly faint, monotonous, and flat... more like a shadow.

Luther's shadow is replacing him!

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The shadow suddenly moved, and a head emerged from each of its two shoulders. Luther's body also moved in response, with another head, shrouded in a hazy shadow, sprouting from each of its shoulders.

"Am I... gaining life?"

On his left shoulder, young Luther's face lit up with joy, "I can die now, I can be free?!"

"Wow, this is quite a strange experience."

The person on the right smiled slightly, while reminding Luther Ze, "You'd better take action quickly to stop this trend..." As if an invisible force was acting on them, it pulled them apart from the sides, tearing Luther's body apart little by little, splitting him into three.

Heave-ho! Heave-ho!

Many tiny arms sprouted from the crack, chanting slogans in unison to help each other widen the gap so they could split off sooner.

This is not a simple tearing apart of the body, but a separation of the soul and Spirituality in a mystical sense! If these two heads were truly separated, they would each take a part of their own soul and Beyonder Characteristic with them, causing them to collapse and lose control in an incomplete state!

Luther's eyes narrowed sharply, and he immediately began to retaliate.

"Brush!"

He reached out with both hands, grabbed the head on his shoulders, and used great force to push it towards his face, then suddenly opened his mouth...

Want to split up?

Easy, you can split it up, I'll just eat it all back!

"Click, click..."

Like chewing a plump, crisp apple, bright red juice overflowed from between Luther's white teeth. His cowardly personality cried out, and a series of tiny arms screamed in unison, all of which he forcibly merged back into one.

After taking emergency measures, he looked down at the shadow that was gradually coming back to life. As if sensing his gaze, the shadow suddenly shrank into a ball and then swam rapidly away from him.

This guy's trying to run away!

Although he didn't know what would happen after losing his shadow, it certainly wouldn't be a good thing. Luther's body suddenly collapsed, turning into pure night liquid and sinking into the "Shadow World".

This space is based on reality, reflects reality, yet appears Distortion and chaotic. Pieces of shadows from the Real World float like isolated islands in the gray world.

Luther leaped between islands, quickly catching up with its shadow. Its appearance became more and more like Luther's true form, but its strength was still no match for his, and it was forcibly swallowed, then decomposed and fused again.

The unseen force within the tomb continuously exerted its influence, and before long, Luther's body once again sprouted new life. However, he devoured these new lives in their nascent stages. This cycle repeated itself until a stable state was achieved.

That means it's the Secrets Suppliant Pathway. If it were any other extraordinary being, they would probably have disintegrated into a bunch of living little parts... Oh no, Queen Mystic!

Luther then remembered that he had a teammate, so he quickly surfaced from the shadows and returned to reality.

The tomb remained dark, and the Queen Mystic's body had not collapsed. A figure with only the upper body emerged from behind her, dressed exactly like Bernadette, and appearing almost transparent and ethereal.

The only difference between this being, which resembled a "half-spirit," and the original body was that it wore a strange mask. It was a pale mask that shimmered with metallic luster, exuding an extremely cold aura, making Bernadette's phantom appear noble and cruel, lacking the presence of a living being.

Grade 0 Sealed Artifact, "Pale Death"!

She used the deathly influence released by the mask to suppress the activation of her own body... Luther guessed to himself, and walked up to Bernadette. "Are you alright?"

"... That's what I should be asking you."

Perhaps influenced by the "Pale Death," Bernadette's demeanor became somewhat cold, but when she saw Luther's current state, her words still revealed a visibly strange quality.

All that could be seen was Luther's crimson robe writhing incessantly, constantly devouring his own living body parts.

Although they used different methods, both of them managed to control the changes in their bodies.

Next, it's time to continue exploring the tomb...

Luther's gaze swept across the dark interior of the Mausoleum.

He had sensed something was wrong from the beginning. It was as if a pair of eyes were floating in the tomb, casting Indifference gaze from a blind spot.

Is that Roselle...? Where has he gone hiding...?

Luther became more vigilant, focusing more on his eyes. Using his exceptional intuition, he saw that the entire tomb was filled with an aura of majesty and Order, but this aura was also accompanied by a terrifying Filth.

The place where the sense of Order and Filth were most concentrated was on that tall, Black Throne, and a distinct line extended from the Throne, like its trajectory...

Luther's gaze followed the trajectory, discovering that the being on the Throne had left its seat, then floated up, moved along the interior of the Mausoleum, then descended... and finally landed. More precisely, it landed around them.

"!!!"

Luther was startled. He quickly turned his head left and right, but all he saw were irregular tracks rapidly overlapping in front of him.

That guy is right here, but I can't see him?

Unless... it's in one's blind spot...

Suddenly, as if he understood something, Luther turned around cautiously, and then—his eyes met those of a dark face.

That pure black figure was right behind him.

The two were extremely close together, less than the width of a fist!

"Go to hell!"

Luther roared in fury.

The Devil Pathway Sequence 3 "Blatherer" level "Language of Foulness," mixed with his Degeneration influence, exploded instantly in front of the opponent!

At the same time, light surged from his palms, one jet black and deep, the other dazzling silver-white, instantly forming two swords of vastly different shapes—one heavy and massive, the other nimble and slender. 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.

"Blade of Flesh and Spirit" and "Silver-White Rapier"!

The two powerful weapons combined to unleash a terrifying offensive, slamming towards the dark figure!