A kingdom of fantasy

Amidst the shouts of the Pirate, the golden sails billowed high, and the "Golden Dream" swiftly parted the sea and sailed into the distance.

The Black Emperor maintained its course without changing and rapidly approached the Ghost Ship.

Seeing this, Lorry's expression remained unchanged. He stood calmly at the bow, gazing at the "Black Emperor," as if he had been prepared all along.

He knew very well that once the order that covered this sea area and isolated it from the outside world disappeared, both the Ghost Ship named "Black Lady" under his feet and the "Black Emperor" card borrowed from Klein would be enough for "King of the Five Seas" Nast to have a clear enough sense of it.

The latter, in particular.

In fact, this was something he did intentionally, to lure this Pirate King had roamed the Five Seas, thus protecting his own clone.

And, demigod Sealed Artifact.

Relying on the "Black Lady" and the "Calamity Bracelet," I've deliberately provoked the most renowned "King of the Five Seas." I'm definitely getting a little arrogant now...

Composing himself, Lorry made a self-deprecating remark.

Then, with a slight thought, he took out a thick sheet of drawing paper from another Dimension.

Splash!

Lorry infused his Spirituality into the drawing, tossing the paper behind him. As the pages fluttered, figures leaped out one after another. In the blink of an eye, the deck was filled with countless figures of "Lorry" from the drawing.

Lorry's gaze turned serious, and he spoke in a low voice:

This place is a land of fantasy!

Here, fantasy is reality, and reality is fantasy.

"Even Illusions created out of thin air can exist here for a long time, unaffected by time, and will not perish due to the depletion of its Spirituality."

As soon as he finished speaking, invisible and intangible transparent ripples spread outwards from him, quickly covering every angle of the "Black Lady".

It seemed that something was being built up, vaguely and indistinctly.

This is the new order!

The figures in the painting no longer feel unreal; they seem like truly living people.

"Traveler Lorry" appears in a Flash at the ship's wheel, using Trick to amplify his voice and begin directing the people in the painting:

"Captain, take your men and get in control of the ship."

Feeling the gaze upon him, "Ocean Songster Lorry couldn't help but freeze for a few seconds. Navigator... me? Okay, I am the navigator, but the question is, where am I?

"Ocean Songster Lorry" looked around blankly, then his eyes lit up and he quickly pointed at people. "You, you, you, and all of you, you'll be following me from now on."

Having said that, it ignored the other party's reaction and continued:

"Follow me!"

Upon hearing this, the men referred to as "Sailor Lorry," "Folk of Rage Lorry," "Seafarer Lorry," and "Wind-blessed Lorry" exchanged bewildered glances.

At this moment, "Ocean Songster Lorry" turned around and angrily cursed:

"Dogshit!"

"Do you want to scrub toilets until you die?"

Uh... Lorry's lips twitched slightly as he listened. It seemed like something strange had infiltrated the "Black Lady."

But it must be said that the threat of "Ocean Songster Lorry" was quite effective, and the people in the painting who had inexplicably become its subjects began to move their feet.

They quickly took over the masts, rudders, and other parts, and began to work.

Slightly shifting to make way for his appointed navigator, "Traveler Lorry" called out again, "First Mate, prepare to bring men to supply the Spirituality." "Fire Thief Lorry" coughed, and was about to raise his hand to volunteer when he suddenly felt his thinking become sluggish and his movements stiff, as if he were filled with lead.

"Marionettist Lorry" stepped out of the crowd, his gaze sweeping around him, and intuitively selected some figures in the paintings who were equally Spirituality.

It leisurely led its subordinates into the deck cabin and headed towards the core hub.

Only then did "Fire Thief Lorry" regain his freedom and find that his thoughts were flowing smoothly again, and he could control his body as easily as wielding an arm.

A flicker of annoyance crossed its eyes, but it vanished quickly.

The call to command, "Traveler Lorry," rang out at just the right moment:

"Second Officer, take your men and prepare for battle... Third Mate, take your men and be ready to relieve the First Mate and supply Spirituality... Sailor Chief, take your men and test the cannons..."

I mean, has this guy proclaimed himself captain...? And are you all pigs...? Doesn't anyone question his command?

Haha, that "Fire Thief" was so pitiful. He got beaten up by the second and Third Mate again, and in the end, he sheepishly managed to snatch the title of Sailor Chief by virtue of his Sequence...

Even so, things almost went wrong; they nearly got taken down by an "Pyromaniac"...

One word: awful...

Lorry stroked his chin, watching the busy figures in the painting with great interest. However, this state did not last long; he gradually revealed a thoughtful expression and began to seriously consider his discovery.

Amon's influence on this Pathway is still too great... Even if it's Illusions, as long as it exists in the Real World, it cannot escape His control...

In simpler terms, His deletions and alterations are at a lower level than the order I established, thus creating a covering phenomenon...

Furthermore, the figures in these paintings seem to have changed somewhat under the new order... Judging from the fact that the "Fire Thief" was almost turned into Marionette by the "Marionettist," they have undoubtedly acquired non-physical forms... Even without my control or commands, they can think independently and each possesses its own personality...

If I weren't the creator of all this, I would definitely think they were living, breathing people, not some kind of illusion...

This is a change brought about by order, or rather, rules...

Could the "Shaman" Pathway and the "Black Emperor" or "Arbiter" Pathway be considered Adjacent Pathways, or are there some unknown connection between them?

Lost in thought, he saw "Traveler Lorry" Flash, bowing his head with a respectful, humble, and ingratiating expression, and ask:

"Great Creator, are you satisfied with my performance just now?"

"Creator..." Upon hearing the title used on the person in the painting, Lorry nearly stumbled. He wanted to say that he couldn't bear the title and that it would be best to use a different one.

But on second thought, it doesn't seem really necessary.

For these figures in the painting, aren't they the Creator? But then again, being Sequence 6 Creator is a bit of a struggle... the kind of struggle that even ten Klein couldn't handle...

Thinking this, he cleared his throat and said in a deep voice:

This title is taboo.

"Change it to something else."

"Traveler Lorry" readily agreed, and after a moment's thought, said, "Great master, are you satisfied with my performance just now?"

Lorry gave a soft "hmm".

"Traveler Lorry" smiled and asked again:

Is there anything else you need?

Lorry hesitated for a moment, glanced at the somewhat cunning Illusions in front of him that had proclaimed itself captain, and then looked at the increasingly clear "Black Emperor".

Seeing this, "Traveler Lorry" chuckled, "Great master, I can vaguely sense how terrifying the other party is; he's probably no match for me."

Its predecessor in the Sequence is "Astrologer," who has a strong Spirituality intuition.

Lorry didn't speak, but waved his hand to retrieve the "Black Emperor" card from another Dimension, then removed the "Curse of Knowledge," handing them both to the Illusions. "Traveler Lorry's " eyes lit up:

"Great master, please rest assured, I guarantee I will complete the mission." With that, it put away the "Black Emperor" card and put the "Curse of Knowledge" on its hand.

Lorry nodded slightly, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the "Black Emperor," which had already entered attack range and was adjusting its cannons, before taking out a self-portrait.

He shook it off and tossed it forward.

Another "Traveler Lorry," appeared on the deck of the "Black Lady."

Lorry handed the "Calamity Bracelet" to the other party, then took out a "Teleportation" Silver Medal, infused it with Spirituality, and his figure quickly became transparent.

The new "Traveler Lorry" put on the "Calamity Bracelet," glanced up at the creature passing by in Pathway distance that looked exactly like him, and muttered:

"Teleportation!"

Its figure followed closely behind, becoming ethereal and disappearing completely.

"That was close... I thought I'd said something wrong. Our great master is planning to create a substitute..." Traveler Lorry breathed a sigh of relief.

It looked up and stared straight ahead, its voice echoing in every corner:

"Prepare for battle!"

Meanwhile, in the Southern Continent.

North of the Paz Valley, along the coast of the Berserk Sea.

On the deserted, desolate beach, the three members of the "Rose School" trembled with fear as they watched the beautiful woman approach, yet they felt no desire whatsoever.

The "Zombie" in the middle swallowed hard and stammered:

"Don't, don't come any closer!"

"I'm warning you, you still have time to escape now. If you don't leave now, and others catch up, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the scattered Corpse behind the other person, and he couldn't help but shudder again.

The "Werewolf" on the right quickly chimed in:

"That's right, you are indeed very strong, but the people responsible for capturing you this time are not just us, there are even some Sequence 5."

"Sequence 5?" Pali Beria Lorry stopped in her tracks.

Sensing a possibility of survival, the "Zombie" tried to calm itself and said, "Yes, Sequence 5 ' Wraith,' and there's more than one." "More than one..." Pali murmured, frowning, hesitation creeping onto her face.

Despite this, the three members of the "Rose School" remained vigilant and kept a close watch on the enemy's every move.

Only after the beautiful woman scoffed, turned, and disappeared into the nearby Woods did they breathe a sigh of relief.

They looked at each other, and the "Zombie" couldn't help but pat his chest:

"That was close!"

"I almost thought I was going to die here today."

"Yeah, that woman was too fierce. She killed a ' Zombie ' in just over ten seconds..." The "Lunatic" who hadn't spoken before exclaimed.

"Fortunately, we scared her away."

As soon as they finished speaking, the three of them looked at the unfortunate member of the organization almost simultaneously. Their eyes swept over the mangled flesh and blood, and they let out another long sigh.

The "Zombie" coughed:

"Okay, no matter what, the most important thing is that we're all safe."

"Let's put everything else aside for now. Come on, let's find a place to relax and celebrate surviving that woman!" Upon hearing this, "Werewolf" and "Lunatic" immediately revealed knowing smiles.

However, just as they were about to agree, something inside them seemed to Explosion, and an invisible force rushed straight to their Brain.

They stared in astonishment, vaguely hearing the sound of blood vessels bursting.

"How... could this be..." Blood spilled from the "Zombie's " mouth and nose, and it murmured with great resentment, feeling its consciousness gradually slipping away.

Suddenly, his vision went black, and his body convulsed as he slowly collapsed to the ground.

But the "Zombie" is still a "Zombie," and it did not die directly like its two companions. It is still struggling to hold on with its strong physique.

On his deathbed, he saw a beautiful figure emerge from the Woods, and instantly understood everything, revealing a venomous look in his final moments:

"It's you..."

Pali gazed at the "Zombie," raised her right arm, and slightly curled the corners of her lips.

Then, she swung it downwards forcefully.

The "Zombie's " eyes suddenly bulged outwards, and its body slowly stopped convulsing.

He was killed by the ecstatic joy of surviving the ordeal! "Joy, anger, sorrow, and fear are all emotions..."

"But no one has ever stipulated that one can only kill using negative emotions..." Pali murmured softly, a bright smile blooming on the deserted beach.

She walked slowly forward, walked to the three Corpse, patiently waited for the Beyonder Characteristic to be released, then bent down to pick them up and handed them to the summoned "Messenger" lady.

After glancing at her from head to toe, the "Messenger" lady hesitantly accepted the three special items, her figure gradually disappearing into the distance.

Strange... This time, no one reminded me to "remember to pray"... Pali muttered under her breath, somewhat surprised, and turned to leave the beach.

Based on feedback from "Malice Perception," she continuously adjusted her direction and quickly shook off her pursuers again, arriving at a Broadleaf Forest.

"There are people fishing here?" Pali glanced at the figure fishing not far away, muttered to herself, and prepared to speed up and cross the Woods.

At that moment, the other person suddenly turned their head.

Their eyes met.

Pali paused for a moment, then, in a flash, recalled Gibson's description:

"He was from the Southern Continent, with brown curly hair, dark skin, deep wrinkles on his face, and wasn't very tall. He had a black mole on the right side of his neck."

Adrian! Her gray eyes narrowed instantly, her back arched slightly, and her body tensed, like a female leopard poised to pounce. Then, without hesitation, she transformed into a "Devil," flapping the giant wings on her back and charging towards her opponent with a "Sword of Lava" in hand.

Adrian's eyes first showed confusion, then a confident expression appeared. He calmly put down his fishing rod and stood up.

Surprised?

Surprised?

"Can't you understand why you didn't foresee the danger that was coming your Self?"

Instead of retreating, he advanced, smiling as he walked towards the murderous-looking Pali: "The information about your Pathway has never been a secret to us."

"The Devil's ability to foresee danger is indeed troublesome, but it's not without a solution."

"For example, like me, you can undergo Hypnosis, wait in advance in a certain place, and use this induction in reverse to continuously reduce your range of activities."

"Until I've cornered you like prey in a trap."

As he spoke, he stopped, raised his arms as if to hug someone, and said, "Actually, I'm very curious about something."

"I don't think I've seen you before. Why do you want to kill me?"