Intis, your emperor has returned!

How could that be!

Luther's body had already turned into a Flesh swamp, otherwise he would have stared wide-eyed. He had clearly expended tremendous effort, using the power of the Tide to eliminate all the Corrosion from the "Primordial Moon," but that Corrosion had suddenly reappeared.

Without reason or warning, the Corrosion simply appeared out of nowhere!

Damn, what kind of extraordinary power is this... I've never heard of it before!

Luther cursed angrily.

Without hesitation, he manipulated the Tide once more, causing them to collide with the Corrosion, Destruction it again and again with extreme violence!

However, no matter how many times he repeated it, the Corrosion would reappear, as if mocking his futile efforts, vibrantly covering Roselle's body and spreading eerily and abundantly toward him.

This pollution is simply impossible to eliminate!

"Enough, let me out!"

Inside Luther's body, Roselle's voice, filled with intense pain, rang out, "You've already experimented; even your Sefirah can't expel it. Throw me out before you're corrupted!"

"If this continues, even you will be contaminated!"

It's too late. "I can't send it out..."

Luther endured the pain and spoke with difficulty.

At this moment, all his Spirituality and power were focused on manipulating the Tide, leaving him no energy to expel Roselle from his body. Even a moment's distraction would allow the incredibly potent contaminants to break through the barrier and invade his body!

Damn it, is my crazy adventure going to fail...?

Luther couldn't accept it. He drove the Tide, furiously attacking the pollution again and again, hoping that the [New Life] of the pollution would have a limit and disappear with his continued efforts. However, the pollution from the "Primordial Moon" continued to regenerate, rendering all his efforts futile.

"Whoosh..."

The sound of the Tide gradually subsided, the waves lowered, and the volume of seawater was diminished by the constant impact, becoming less and less.

Luther is about to collapse.

The terrible Corrosion continued to spread vigorously, Tide gradually lost ground in their confrontation. The Bright Red aura was spreading outwards, and the Tide surrounding it were now reduced to a thin layer.

Although no actual pollution has occurred yet, Luther was also affected due to the closer proximity, and began to experience crazy and bizarre Illusion.

It is a great being from the depths of the Abyssal Astral World, the diffuse nebulae are the hem of its skirt, and the Crimson Moonlight is its extension. It has an extremely beautiful human face, but also Degeneration Filth body that seems to be composed of countless reproductive organs.

She carries boundless love and endless malice, abundant motherhood and utter Filth. She is eternal immortality and New Life, the tangible foundation of beauty and all things. Her name is—"The Mother Goddess of Depravity..."

In the midst of extreme trembling, Luther suddenly learned a name.

Is that the true existence behind the "Primordial Moon"?

The very god who shattered the Magic Mirror Arrodes in terror, and whom countless Angel avoided at all costs...

In a daze, he seemed to understand something, realizing that this Bright Red stain was the authority of the Mother Goddess. Unless She actively revoked it, it would be endlessly [New Life]...

In the vast and terrifying Astral World, that being of ultimate beauty and ultimate Distortion was looking at him, its head, the very embodiment of beauty, facing him with a faint smile, as if welcoming him...

Luther's Consciousness was slowly dissipating, as if he was about to be immersed in the infinite love of the Mother Goddess.

Inside his body, the barrier of the Tide had become as thin as a sheet of paper; if the Corrosion continued to spread forward, it would break through.

"Well..."

Upon witnessing this scene, Roselle let out a soft sigh.

It seems he failed after all... Hmm?

Beside the swamp of Flesh that Luther had transformed into, a phantom figure suddenly appeared. It was a beautiful woman with red hair and golden eyes, dressed in White Robe. She looked down at Luther, who was struggling on the verge of madness, and her golden eyes gradually brightened. The light cast from those eyes carried Indifference cruelty and Divinity detachment, as if it pierced through time and saw the past, present, and future.

Fuck you!

In the nick of time, Luther suddenly awoke and roared angrily, "So what if you're the Mother Goddess?!"

"Whoa!!"

He frantically exploited his Spirituality, once again stirring up the Tide to completely engulf the pollution.

"Corrosion me, aren't you? You're immortal, aren't you? New Life, aren't you?"

With each shout, he would strike the water with the force of the Tide, thus briefly suppressing it.

Immediately afterwards--

"Lao Huang, I'm sorry!"

He roared, using the Tide to seal the pollution tightly. Then, a mouth emerged from the surface of the Flesh mire, shouting in Ancient Hermes:

"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era!"

That's right, the Tide can't eliminate the pollution from the Mother Goddess's infinite [New Life], but it can explode with Mr. Fool's Gray Fog!! Since the Mother Goddess doesn't want to take back the pollution and insists on staying here, then don't blame her for being impolite; let the three of them entangle and explode together!!

This was the backup plan he had mentioned to Roselle, a way to prevent the contamination from leaking out—to perish together with the Mother Goddess!

"Whoa!!"

The Tide roared, like his frantic arm, grasping at the Mother Goddess who had reached out, trying to control her connection!

In his delirious Illusion, Luther seemed to see, deep within the Astral World, a discordant expression appear on the exquisite face of that great being... Was it surprise, or wariness?

Don't be afraid!

He laughed maliciously and continued to roar:

"The Mysterious Ruler above the Gray Fog!!"

High above, something seemed to be watching them, while deep within their own Tide, a cold will was gradually awakening. Both beings cast hateful glances at each other, yet simultaneously looked at the Mother Goddess's aura, which was being tightly gripped by Luther!

Everything converges within him!

Deep within the Astral World, the expression on the Mother Goddess's exquisite face changed, as if she were beginning to waver.

Very good...

Luther laughed Distortion, his Spirituality completely depleted, sustained only by a surge of ferocity, as he shouted madly:

"The one who holds good fortune..."

"Brush!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt the hand formed by the Tide vanish, as if something had escaped. Looking down, he saw that all of Roselle's pollution had disappeared in an instant, leaving him clean and Corrosion.

In the final moments, the Mother Goddess withdrew Her defilement.

"This..."

Inside Luther's body, Roselle looked astonished.

"I... I'm okay??"

It took him a few seconds to accept this fact.

"Oh..."

Luther was utterly exhausted and delirious. "Damn it, a so-called Mother Goddess, she's just a coward..." Sizzle!

A crack appeared in the swamp formed from his Flesh, and a pure black shadow was thrown out.

The figure flew upwards, landed on the Throne in the Mausoleum, and instantly vanished into nothingness, appearing in a complex Astral World composed entirely of images and symbols.

Immediately afterwards, a grand and awe-inspiring voice resounded throughout the Astral World:

"Intis, your emperor has returned!"

As the words echoed, Ninth Bureau Mausoleum across Loen collapsed simultaneously, spilling blood!