【Gluttony Series Abomination—Bloodflesh Sphere】
Stage One: Flesh and Blood Form
Rule Power 1: Reverence Mirage
Any living being who directly gazes upon the sphere will instantly suffer cognitive distortion, perceiving the indescribable mass of flesh as the visage of the person they revere most.
Rule Power 2: Sacrificial Dependence
The sphere continuously secretes a bloody lipid. Those who inhale it will develop an overwhelming urge to sacrifice themselves to their "beloved idol." Prolonged exposure triggers physical mutations.
Stage Two: Thousand-Faced Dread Core
Rule Power 3: Fear Manifestation
The sphere splits open, revealing nine hundred bleeding human mouths. All who witness it will see a conglomerate of their deepest fears, paralyzing them in terror.
Rule Power 4: Spatial Fold
Within a twenty-meter radius of the sphere, space warps. Any living being attempting to flee will return to their starting point upon taking their eighth step. After three attempts, they will drop dead instantly.
Stage Three: Abominable Seed
Rule Power 5: Presence
The sphere emits a cacophony of noise. Those who hear it will lose a critical memory fragment every second. Losing more than three fragments results in immediate death.
Rule Power 6: Reverse Causality Siphon
Any attack that deals effective damage to the sphere will rebound onto the attacker.
"Tsk tsk..."
Qin Luo stood at the center of the palace, the faint glow of the [Janitor's Manual] illuminating his hands.
He carefully read the description of the [Gluttony Series] abomination, his brow slightly raised.
Each of these three-stage rule powers was virtually insurmountable.
Especially the third stage's "Presence"—hearing the noise would erase memories, and losing more than three meant instant death.
If someone didn’t know the rules, wouldn’t that mean an immediate trip to the afterlife?
Fortunately, the sphere was still in its first stage.
"No wonder this thing runs rampant," Qin Luo muttered under his breath before closing the manual.
If even a "stupid meatball" had such terrifying abilities, he could only imagine how troublesome its siblings among the abominations must be.
Next, Qin Luo opened the [Shadowforge Synthesis Manual].
"Qin Luo, what are you doing?" Su Muwan leaned in curiously, blinking as she watched him tap at the empty air. "Why can’t I see anything?"
Qin Luo chuckled and ruffled her hair. "This is the exclusive interface from my previous system. Of course you can’t see it, Miss."
Su Muwan pouted and grumbled, "It’s not that special. My Bond System isn’t any worse."
"Sure, sure. Besides, we’re both bound to the Bond System anyway."
Qin Luo smiled before focusing back on the synthesis manual.
He hadn’t studied it closely before, but now he realized it contained a vast array of shadow creatures that could be synthesized.
Among them, the [Gluttony Series] abomination could even be used to create an SSS-tier shadow creature.
"SSS-tier..."
His gaze lingered on a small line of text:
[SSS-tier Synthesis Materials: Gluttony Series Abomination (Complete Form), Bronze Throne]
"Bronze Throne?"
Qin Luo’s eyebrow twitched.
What was that? Something like the Bronze Gate or the Bronze Cauldron?
Shaking his head, he set the question aside for now and turned his attention to the S-tier synthesis options.
The materials for S-tier were simpler—just a large quantity of living beings.
His eyes flicked to the grotesquely submissive mass of flesh on the ground, and his lips curled slightly.
"The Sea Clan..."
Qin Luo murmured, "They’ve already been driven mad by this thing. Their bodies can be repurposed as materials, and their souls extracted to forge shadow creatures. Perfect."
Further down, SS-tier synthesis required S-tier shadow creatures as materials, along with twenty fragments of a Supreme Realm soul.
Qin Luo frowned. Although he had "fished" quite a few soul fragments before, he definitely didn’t have twenty.
"Guess I’ll have to leave it for next time."
With a sigh, he closed the manual and turned to Su Muwan.
"Miss, missing your little shark friends?" he asked teasingly.
Su Muwan’s eyes instantly lit up. "Yes! Of course!"
Qin Luo grinned and took her hand. "Then let’s go. I’ll take you to see them."
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......
Deep within the Sea Clan’s prison.
Lan Xi huddled in a corner, knees clutched tightly to her chest, her eyes hollow with despair.
She was the Sixth Princess of the Sea Clan—and the only one untouched by the Bloodflesh Sphere’s rule powers.
Yet this very clarity only deepened her suffering.
"Father... brothers and sisters..."
Her whisper was hoarse, trembling.
She had watched helplessly as the sphere twisted her father, her siblings, into grotesque monsters.
The once-mighty rulers of the Sea Clan had become its puppets, their very souls devoured.
"What do I do...?"
Tears streaked silently down her face, splashing against the cold stone floor.
She had tried to reach the outside world, but the prison was guarded by the sphere’s mutated sea creatures. No message could escape.
Even the baby sharks she had been entrusted to care for had been corrupted by the flesh sphere's power, mutating into aberrant forms.
"Everything is over..."
Lan Xi closed her eyes, her heart drowning in despair.
Just then, footsteps echoed outside the prison cell.
"Sir, this is the place."
A familiar voice rang out—it was her father, the Sea Dragon King.
"Hmm, where is Lan Xi?"
Another voice spoke, calm yet carrying a trace of gentleness.
Lan Xi's eyes snapped open, her heart pounding wildly.
That voice... could it be...?
"Ah, right over there."
The Sea Dragon King's voice sounded again.
"Hey, old man! Where are my baby sharks?"
"Uh... you'll have to ask that unfilial daughter of mine, Lan Xi..."
Lan Xi froze, then shook her head with a self-mocking laugh. "I must be hallucinating... I actually heard Qin Luo and Miss Su's voices..."
Yet the next second, the iron door of the cell burst open, blinding light flooding in.
Lan Xi instinctively raised a hand to shield her eyes. When her vision adjusted, she saw two figures standing at the entrance.
"Qin Luo! Miss Su!"
Lan Xi gasped in shock, then her gaze landed on the writhing mass of flesh behind them.
"You... you've been controlled too?!"
Her voice trembled with despair. "It's over... humanity is doomed! The sea clans are also—"
Thwack!
Before she could finish, Su Muwan's fist collided with Lan Xi's head.
"You're the one who's controlled!"
Su Muwan snorted, watching as Lan Xi clutched her head with a whimper, a faint smirk curling her lips. "I'm here to rescue you, idiot."
Heh, no wonder Qin Luo likes hitting people—this feels amazing!
Lan Xi stared blankly before lifting her head to look at Qin Luo, disbelief flooding her eyes.
She glanced between Qin Luo, the pulsating flesh sphere, and her father.
The sheer absurdity of these beings standing together short-circuited her brain.
"Qin Luo, what... what's going on?"
Qin Luo smiled. "We'll explain later. First, take us to the baby sharks you were asked to raise here."
"Oh! About them..."
Lan Xi lowered her head awkwardly. "There's been a... slight accident."
"What?!"
Su Muwan panicked. "Are they dead?!"
"No, no! It's just— Miss Su, I'll take you to them."
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