Chapter 795 - 452: Apostles Descend from the Heavens, Furious and Ferocious_2

He pushed the boat into the river, drifting downstream, the canoe carried him effortlessly on the river.

Leave this island, return to the Death Cruise, and complete your revenge in the forthcoming task! Kill all those seasoned ones!

The flame of vengeance ignited in his heart, seemingly intent on consuming him entirely.

Gradually, he spotted the distant outline of the Death Cruise, perhaps because the mission was nearing its end, this cruise started approaching to collect these reincarnators.

Baron paddled furiously, the oar in his hand almost casting afterimages.

I must hide my anger and reluctance well, I must disguise myself as a grandson, I want revenge! I want revenge!

He continuously imposed mental cues on himself, to avoid exposing his true intentions when meeting those seasoned individuals later.

But alas, nature did not agree, as he saw the Death Cruise not far away, the sea appeared to stretch out monstrous hands from below, capsizing his small boat.

Hugging a piece of wood, he continued swimming towards the ship, as long as he could reach that place...

However, those seasoned individuals wouldn’t let him succeed in boarding alive, the monsters of the deep sea acted again, dragging him along with the wood into the deep sea, in the final prophecy, there were no requirements on how "the monster" should die.

As his entire being was dragged into the deep sea, Baron’s soul began to twist, per the rules here, he would certainly transform into something bizarre and seize the opportunity to chase and kill those seasoned ones, wherever they might be!

Even if they wished to go home, believing themselves safe, they would encounter this transformed Baron, plunging them into the most despair-filled fear, squeezing out the last bit of value, leading to Death.

Yet, in an instant, Xue Dili interrupted this transformation, reaching out a hand to stir the seawater, pulling him out from the sea.

"Take a nap, Baron sir, when you wake up, everything will be over." Xue Dili’s voice resonated.

Light dispelled this distortion, Baron’s soul was still placed back into the Holy Grail by Xue Dili, thus all the ritual process was completed.

The beast of human evil, the Twisted Beast—Osiris, one of the three pillar gods of Ancient Egypt, murdered by his brother while harboring hatred, entered Baron’s body.

"Click!"

A seemingly nonexistent sound was captured by the Mimic Venerable King.

"All ritual procedures are complete..."

...

"Completed!" The four seasoned individuals finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The monster" has no specified mode of death.

Thus as long as the monster is dead, this task is entirely complete, their ultimate mission ends, allowing them to leave this cursed place and return to their homeland without facing the threats of the bizarre and the pursuit of Death.

They also wouldn’t have to undergo death tasks every few months, forcing them to confront the threats of death and monsters.

As for the deaths of these four newcomers?

Unmerciful.

Dead is dead, these four were merely tools for completing the ritual to them.

They were entirely unaware that according to the original plan, that Baron would become a true "monster," allowing them to think themselves safe post-return, delivering the fatal blow.

This kind of death, delivered in an environment perceived as safe, is considered by the Seventh Apostle as capable of generating the most fear.

Therefore, all who are pulled into the death task by him, none survive, completing 9 tasks supposedly allows return to their homeland, away from the death tasks—a rumor he released, providing them a thread of hopelessly unrealistic hope.

But they are oblivious.

The entire Resentful Spirit Island seemed to tremble, every seasoned individual’s face beamed with excitement; soon, they will leave this ghostly place and meet their family in the real world, along with unparalleled safety once the task is over!

This sense of safety is precisely what they yearn for the most.

The grand shaking of Resentful Spirit Island birthed an indescribable tsunami, yet the Death Cruise within that tsunami stood resolute like a needle anchoring the sea.

"It’s here, the God has arrived!" The seasoned ones chuckled, after their "perfect" completion of this final mission ritual, they finally saw the "Evil God" who built this Death Cruise and countless death tasks!

...

"It’s here, I’ve already captured the position of the Seventh Apostle, indeed, he hasn’t been fleeing all along, rather he has to absorb fear everywhere, wherever fear exists, he must rush to absorb and would never stop..." said Mimic Venerable King.

At this point, he could calculate fully, saying: "This is truly fascinating, I even sense the Seventh Apostle is already dead, the current one isn’t the original Apostle but a leaked fear Evil God from Subspace!"

"Completely manipulated by his own authority, for absorbing fear, even his old practice of planting Divine Trees was abandoned, thus entering a death loop..."

"Exploiting others’ fear for self-absorption, preventing himself from being entirely governed by fear’s authority—but this causes the fear threshold of those controlled reincarnators to continuously rise, forcing the Seventh Apostle to squeeze fear even harder but if squeezed till numbness, fear is lost, hence creating this set of rules with his authority, granting them the sole, faint hope..."

"Ultimately, letting them amid hope, birthing the final fear..."

Mimic Venerable King calculated the entire behavioral logic of the Seventh Apostle.

He is now suffering the backlash of authority’s power, thus despite ranking high, his strength is even less than the Eighth Apostle.

Nonetheless, he has means to mitigate authority’s backlash which is by absorbing sufficient fear, hence creating this immensely twisted death task, and these reincarnators under his control.

Furthermore, due to needing more fear, these reincarnators’ treatment keeps dropping, from having a Nightmare City initially to doing stuff like Death Cruise and bizarre trains later—petty endeavors, even depriving reincarnators of a decent place to sleep and rest.

"Therefore, despite authority’s power being immense, I’ll never let those kids from the Interstellar Corps use it, the price of this power is equally heavy, even for these apostles; is it them controlling the authority or the authority controlling them?" Mimic Venerable King’s voice resonated by Xue Dili’s ear.

Xue Dili: "..."

Truthfully, under a broad scope, everyone in the Interstellar Corps also possesses authority’s power, which is the power of Venerable King.

Since other authorities correspond to an evil god from Subspace, then the Interstellar Corps obviously corresponds to Venerable King’s power, perhaps if they do good deeds then save the world as they grow stronger, this notion of growing stronger holds merely Venerable King’s authority gradually augmenting upon them.

Moreover, similar to other authorities, this Venerable power may also backlash if they cease doing good and begin acting evil or destroy the world—the Venerable authority bestowed upon them would surely backlash, just like other authorities.

It’s just they don’t view Venerable power as "authority."

However, Xue Dili didn’t argue.

At this moment, a gray-green mist, unannounced, seeped from every inch of soil and every rock on "Resentful Spirit Island," as though the island itself was a gaping wound of a giant decaying creature.

The sea solidified, waves turned instantly silent, stars in the sky began moving in trajectories defying all astronomical laws, dragging out dim light trails that ultimately converged into the outline of a giant, hollow, twisted eye, indifferently overlooking the sea and the Death Cruise upon it.

"Speak your wishes."