Lord of Mysterious Wizard
Chapter 315: 313: Flesh Lump

Chapter 315: Chapter 313: Flesh Lump

Norma’s Sin!

Tang Qi and Sally entered the Illusion World together, where the Master was the imprisoned personality “Norma” — the one she had abandoned. The turning point of abandonment was precisely the scene that had once occurred on the Immortal.

The real Samuel Winston had died, chasing after the Immortal.

It was the death of the real Earl that spurred Norma’s transformation.

She devoured the Earl and transformed herself into Samuel Winston; she is the true Immortal Earl. Samuel Winston was nothing more than a reckless, green noble youth, whose sole contribution was to catalyze Norma’s transformation and the birth of the “Immortal Earl”.

And this moment, similar to the scene aboard the ship that day.

The difference was that, at that time, Tang Qi and Sally had watched as “Norma’s parents”.

The new “Source of stimulation” was not the death of Samuel Winston.

It was the Immortal, the last bond she had with Samuel, now gone.

The Black Mud Domain formed by the Corpse Holy Grail rapidly dissolves non-life forms. The Immortal, this invincible warship, possessed tremendous power when faced with other warships at sea, but sadly, it was now facing the unresolvable power of Transcendents.

When the Ancestors, their eyes gleaming green with a fierce smile, began to encircle her, just as those “rioters” who took over the Immortal and attempted to possess Norma back then.

The next moment, an unexpected scene unfolded.

The Immortal Earl, she slowly extended a hand — a perfect, pale palm.

Just like the true Samuel had praised Norma, she was not a Monster, she was the “Love God’s Blessing”. Merely a palm, yet its emitted Charm was enough to once again kindle uncontrollable desires in the hearts of many Wild Transcendents that had just finished vomiting.

The interweaving of these two sensations was even more nauseating.

But the Transcendents were powerless to resist.

Especially when her hand touched the elaborate mask, slowly taking it off, numerous priests from the Church without strong will, as well as most of the Wild Transcendents, plunged into madness at the same moment.

Because their gaze had been fixed on the “Immortal Earl,” the moment her true face was revealed, that horrifying infectiousness, the Charming Power, directly shattered their minds.

The Blessing of the Love God!

In a sense, it was.

“Hum~”

Dozens of figures, with crumbling wills, rushed out heedlessly.

In their eyes, they could no longer see any other scene; they were completely immersed in the beauty and Charm of a face.

The collapsing priests were stopped by the Red Robed Bishop and the Ascetics.

But those Wild Transcendents were not so fortunate.

Witches, Jason, and Rafael, who had struggled through the “judgment”, watched dumbfounded as those dozens of people, in a frenzy, surged into the “Black Mud Domain”.

In the Domain, both the Ancestors and the Earl seemed safe and sound.

But that was an illusion. The Black Mud Domain, to some extent, was no different from a Life Forbidden Zone.

As dozens of Transcendents rushed in, their bodies became lethargic; each step propelled by inertia, on the first step, various glowing lights flickered on their bodies — all belonging to their own Curios and Extraordinary Powers, but in an instant, they were ruthlessly drained.

On the second step, their bodies shriveled as their Life Force was almost completely extracted.

On the third step, no, there was only half a step left, they silently merged with the Black Mud.

The scene, peaceful yet… horrific.

Even though they were relatively low-Level Transcendents, with not one close to Professional Level, such a scene left everyone cold.

At the center of the Black Mud Domain, the Earl laughed.

“Boom”

Another shockwave, but this time those left seemed capable of passing the judgment.

Even so, they couldn’t hide the shock on their faces.

Among them were Rafael, an ordinary Human with a hint of mystery, the Red Robed Bishop, and Esmeralda.

“A mystery of the Federation unsolved, now was resolved,”

Rafael raised his hand, pushing up his glasses, then said.

Yes, among the unsolved mysteries of the Divine Eagle Federation, there was one: What does the Immortal Count Samuel Winston, who has always worn a mask since his debut, really look like?

But nobody knew that, before this, Tang Qi and Sally had already seen the answer.

“She is both Samuel Winston and… Norma.”

The unification of the two was the Immortal Earl.

But she took off her mask?

Tang Qi stared intently at Norma’s face — perfect, infinitely Charming. From what they had experienced in the Illusion World, she shouldn’t have taken off the mask, just like with the Immortal, the mask was also a bond between Norma and Samuel.

The sadomasochistic love affair between the two that could be described as grotesque and hardcore, began with that mask.

“What exactly did she experience over the centuries in the Exotic Realm?”

This question was beyond Tang Qi’s ability to answer.

The only thing he knew was that the Ancestors were about to run into trouble.

As soon as Tang Qi had this thought, it turned into reality.

Although they were all immune to Norma’s charm, somehow granted by the Love God, due to their shared “Divinity,” the Ancestors who were previously glowing with green in their eyes and roaring with hunger, “I’m so hungry,” began to retreat at this moment.

They were different from the Wild Transcendents; in the era after the Old Calendar, the Ancestors had also experienced many dangers.

Instinct!

The instinct of the strong was warning them to stay away from Norma.

Unfortunately, they had used themselves as “bait” to attract their prey.

And bait cannot escape the trap.

Norma stood up, dressed in luxurious noble attire, her face beautiful and charming. Her crimson cloak added a dangerously seductive allure. She walked step by step toward the War God Ancestor “Ragnar,” every motion stirring the deepest desires within Ragnar’s heart.

Compared to this, the primal desires of the Seven Ancestors seemed both naive and crude.

“My guard, aren’t you very hungry? Do you want to… eat me?”

“Boom~”

As Norma uttered those last three words, Ragnar completely fell apart.

He transformed into something like a werewolf, the green light in his eyes almost spilling forth, lunging toward Norma in madness.

So fast, all that was left behind was a phantom.

Then, before everyone’s eyes, a blood-red shadow flashed by.

“Splutch!”

Ragnar was brought to a halt; his body was pierced through by a thick tentacle covered with tiny, fleshy buds.

The source of the tentacle was none other than behind Norma.

There, dozens of similar tentacles were slowly extending from Norma’s flesh, with fine, close-set red flesh buds covering them, releasing an overwhelming aura of fear, disgust, and madness like a tide.

Anyone who focused on those fleshy tentacles would be incessantly haunted by the illusion of a gigantic ball of flesh within their minds, boundless chunks of flesh, tentacles filling up everything…

“The Dark Dominator’s Pollution?”

“No, she voluntarily ate that flesh.”

Tang Qi’s gaze was entirely fixed on Norma.

Information Fragments that had not appeared before were now flowing out unexpectedly.

“To prevent being Devoured, she actively consumed a chunk of flesh from the Dominator’s body and succeeded in its digestion…”

“Thunderous boom”

Suddenly, as if countless tentacles had emerged from the void, they wrapped around everyone’s heads, and an impulse for frenzy and self-destruction surged forth.

Among this was also mixed with Norma’s Roar.

“I’m so hungry!”

“Let me eat you all, will you?”

The crowd endured torture while Ragnar died outright.

Those tentacles vied with each other to wrap up Ragnar’s body, their flesh buds writhing as mouths with neat, white teeth revealed themselves.

They targeted Ragnar’s body simultaneously, without missing any part.

Then, they began to feast.

“Ah~”

The cries of agony cut short after just one.

The tentacles started to “gurgle~ gurgle” and move, as if they were transporting some kind of liquid into Norma’s body—the liquid that remained after Ragnar’s digestion. It contained no Magic Power, nor much Life Force. All that was left was pure Divinity.

Above the filthy, nauseating sea of Black Mud, Norma swayed with what seemed like a body blessed by the Love God’s Charm, her eyes closed as if savoring the taste of Ragnar, creating an absurd sense of beauty in what should have been a fearful scene.

“Delicious, truly delicious.”

“I need Food, more Food.”

“Immortal? This is what true immortality is!”

Norma, or perhaps Immortal Count Samuel Winston, she Roared and laughed, like a Monster emerging from a bizarre demon world.