Grazing and New Life

"Let me be your Lamb..."

Roselle had just woken up, seemed unaware of the situation. He blankly repeated Luther's words before finally realizing what was happening, "You're going to Grazing me?!"

As he spoke, his voice suddenly rose in pitch.

Although his dark face couldn't express any emotion because it lacked facial features, his astonishment was clearly evident from his tone of voice.

"Are you crazy?!"

Roselle looked down at Luther, "Leaving aside why you suddenly want to Grazing me, have you forgotten that I've been deeply corrupted by the 'Primordial Moon'? If you Grazing me, I'll also be corrupted and turn into Monster like me..."

"Lao Huang, there's no time."

Luther interrupted him in his Homeland language.

Seeing Roselle stunned by his words, he raised his hand and pointed to the sky above. "Can you feel it? The Astral World is trembling... A new god is about to be born... King George III of Loen, he will replace you and become the next 'Black Emperor'!"

On the Throne, Roselle's blood-red eyes widened instantly.

He suddenly looked up, as if sensing the anomalies in the Astral World with his own Spirituality. As the True God of this Pathway, he naturally quickly grasped more information and understood that what Luther said was true.

The situation was indeed critical. If his divine position were replaced, Roselle would have no chance of returning to the normal world. He would face only two fates: either immediate death, or, having lost his divine status, defeat in the struggle against the "Primordial Moon" and be completely transformed into a crazed Monster...

The latter is more likely, and more painful than death!

"Roselle, become my Lamb, that's the only way I can think of to break this deadlock!"

Luther continued shouting, "You already knew, I have that Tide within me, it can even resist the Corrosion of the 'Primordial Moon'!"

When they last met, Roselle hesitated briefly when she sensed the presence of the Tide within him. Now, Luther has realized that Roselle probably had thought of this back then, but chose to give up because the risk was too great.

He saw a clear hint of excitement in Roselle's eyes, but after a moment's hesitation, he slowly shook his head.

"It seems you've thought of that too."

He sighed and said, "But I still cannot agree to your request... As someone who has resisted Him for many years, I am qualified to say that the Corrosion of the 'Primordial Moon' is far more terrifying than you imagine, far surpassing that of other evil gods..."

"Even if you have that Tide within you, the chances of defeating it are extremely slim. And if you fail, it will possess you, making things even worse... So even if it means death and eternal suffering, I will not accept your proposal."

Although Roselle was a frivolous wanderer, a domineering monarch, and Indifference colonizer throughout his life, he still upheld his responsibilities when facing all of humanity.

"Moreover, this world needs more True God to protect it, so it would be a good thing if a new Black Emperor could replace me..."

"Good my ass!" Luther roared.

"That George III was the most despicable Indifference bastard I've ever met. He completely disregarded the deaths and injuries of civilians. Allowing such scum to become True God would be Catastrophe!"

"Sizzle!"

He tore off a piece of flesh from his left arm and smashed it on the ground, quickly burning the face of the "Queen Mystic" Bernadette.

"See that? That's your daughter. She's storming George III's tomb to save you!"

Roselle, sitting on the Throne, shuddered upon hearing this.

"Bernadette was involved in this too?!"

He cried out in a hoarse voice.

"That's right!"

Luther roared, "Given George III's character, do you think he wouldn't seek revenge on her after becoming a god? You must help me today, for your daughter's sake!"

Roselle stared blankly at the portrait of the "Queen Mystic" for a few seconds, then suddenly sat up straight.

"Can you guarantee success?" His majestic voice echoed throughout the entire Mausoleum, rumbling and trembling.

"No, but so what?"

Luther gritted his teeth and said, "If we fail, I have my own ways to solve it. At worst, we'll all die together... I will never let the pollution leak out!"

His words were resolute and frantic; he had already risked everything.

"Very good..."

Roselle seemed satisfied with his answer, "Then I'll risk my life to fight you, come on!"

He rose from his Throne and spread his arms toward Luther.

So Luther raised his right hand toward him, opened his palm, revealing a phantom mouth of longing in his palm, and two rows of cold, sharp teeth.

"Grazing"!

"Call--"

A bone-chilling wind howled through the tomb, swirling and creating a powerful suction. The gale tugged at Roselle fiercely, yet it couldn't move his body. Seeing this, he cooperated and floated up, willingly entering Luther's palm and his body!

It's worth noting that Luther is currently only Sequence 3, clearly incapable of Grazing True God. However, Roselle currently only possesses the title. The Beyonder Characteristic and Uniqueness of the three "Black Emperor" Sequence 1 are all with George III, whose strength is infinitely close to that of Angel, which is why Luther can barely "Grazing" a god.

"Whoosh!"

Almost simultaneously, the sound of surging Tide echoed within Luther's body. He had summoned Phantom Tide, preventing Roselle from directly contacting his body, and instead allowing the Tide to completely envelop him!

This is his composure amidst madness, doing everything possible to eliminate dangerous factors.

"Boom--"

A deafening roar echoed within Luther's body. The instant the Tide and Roselle's Spirit Body made contact, a fierce conflict erupted between them. Luther's body was the first to succumb, exploding into a Flesh pulp in the aftershocks, splattering across the Mausoleum floor.

In his delirious Illusion, he seemed to see Roselle's pitch-black body burst open, from which a terrifying Bright Red aura seeped out, violently colliding with his Phantom Tide.

"Boom!"

The Tide, with their all-encompassing, heavy Filth, Corrosion those auras. In turn, those auras actively attacked the Tide, attempting to break through Tide barrier and spread into Luther's body.

"You still want to pollute me? Die!!"

Luther roared, urging the Tide waves to surge forward, Destruction the "Primordial Moon's" offensive and relentlessly penetrating into Roselle's body!

Each collision between them brought intense pain, tormenting his spirit. Yet, even so, he gritted his teeth and persevered, vowing to expel the "Primordial Moon" from Roselle's body.

Then he quickly understood why Roselle had said the Corrosion was terrifying.

"Brush!"

Just as Luther was about to completely eliminate the aura of Degeneration, a new pollution suddenly appeared out of nowhere within Roselle's body, carrying an eerie and vibrant life force, and once again filled his body.

The "Primordial Moon" New Life from pollution!