The moment the light completely fell into the sea, the once-quiet ocean instantly erupted.
This eruption wasn’t limited to the laboratory’s location; the entire Mist Belt, and even a small portion of the Devil’s Sea, exhibited terrifying weather phenomena.
It seemed as though the sea grieved and raged over this loss.
...
Devil’s Sea, near the Death Ring, Shaloo Ridge.
In a garden filled with strange flowers and plants, a little girl was originally swinging silently on a white-dyed iron art frame, but suddenly stopped, looking at a middle-aged woman beside her wearing a black luxurious dress and flowered veil.
"Madam Pei, the atmosphere at sea seems a bit off."
Madam Pei gazed at the distant sea, not noticing anything unusual. She paused for a moment and said, "Miss, this is the norm for the Devil’s Sea."
"I think it’s a bit different from usual." The little girl suddenly gave a sly smile. "Want to bet? The stakes are your intestines."
Madam Pei: "Miss, the intestines of an Oil Beast are not suitable for me. If I were to transplant the intestines of an Oil Beast, even if I do not eat or drink, I will continuously excrete oil just from swallowing air. It’s inelegant and would shame you."
The little girl stared into Madam Pei’s eyes. Madam Pei’s expression remained unchanged. After a long time, the little girl admitted defeat: "Forget it, being serious with you means I’ve lost."
"Let’s head back." The little girl jumped off the swing, and at the moment she landed, a splendid basket caught her precisely.
"Miss, still want to bet?"
"Not interested anymore." The little girl waved behind Madam Pei and leisurely flew deeper sitting in the basket.
...
Endless Sea, in a sea area close to the Devil’s Sea.
A giant ray fish shimmering with iridescent colors leapt out of the water. On the back of the ray fish sat a man fully cloaked in black robes.
He looked up towards the distant Devil’s Sea, muttering softly, "Long-lost feeling... When was the last time? When the sky and sea’s favored one departed."
...
Nis, feeling the sorrowful atmosphere in the air, spoke softly: "Is it dead?"
Angel listened carefully. He could still vaguely hear low sobs, but couldn’t ascertain whether they came from Sits.
"I don’t know, but even if not dead, it’s close."
Nis: "Anyway, let’s go find As Night Your Lord."
Angel nodded, glanced towards the laboratory, and together with Nis flew towards the coordinates provided by Ferro.
This time, without any obstruction, they quickly reached Ferro’s location.
Just as they regrouped with Ferro and before speaking, Angel was captivated by the scene in the distance.
Hundreds of meters high sea waves pounded against the sky’s "Nightfall Star," with rolling mist blending into the surrounding mist, making the surroundings increasingly hazy.
Sometimes clear, sometimes obscured.
When Angel arrived, it was during a moment when the mist had faded, so he could see Kanter merging into the night, the towering waves, and the person standing on those waves...
Although entwined with numerous branches, with skin turned to bark, even bearing fruit, let’s still call it a person. After all, she was indeed a person before.
Number 03.
Ferro, while describing Number 03 through the Mind Ribbon, mentioned the fruit atop her head, full of allure, making it impossible to look away.
And seeing the fruit with his own eyes, it was as Ferro said. Angel’s gaze was subconsciously drawn to the red fruit. This attraction even made Angel forget their purpose for coming.
It felt like gazing at the only bright light on frosted glass...
That light, is everything. The surrounding scenery blurred by the frosted glass was negligible.
Fortunately, the attraction didn’t last long. When the mist veiled the distant waves, Angel gradually regained his thoughts.
"That fruit is definitely not right." Nis’s voice sounded beside him, turning to Ferro: "You mentioned you could try not to gaze at that fruit. Can you really do it?"
Nis’s complexion turned slightly pale, the attraction was terrifying. If not for the mist’s veil, he could hardly consciously avert his gaze, which was contrary to what Ferro described.
Ferro smiled wryly: "Before, I could forcibly avert my eyes, but somehow, over time, its allure intensified. Whenever the mist dissipates, my entire mind gets drawn to that fruit."
Nis: "What’s going on? Can the fruit’s allure increase?"
Ferro also looked puzzled: "I don’t know either."
As they spoke, the mist slightly dispersed again, revealing the distant figure standing atop the waves, Number 03.
Nis hurriedly closed his eyes, Ferro also turned his head. Yet, an inexplicable allure relaxed their defenses, turning them to gaze at the fruit, expressions intoxicated.
At that moment, a light shield suddenly engulfed Nis and Ferro.
The intense allure dramatically diminished. The intoxicated thoughts regained self-awareness.
Nis and Ferro turned to look, discovering Angel’s right eye emitting a faint green glow – the light shield originated from Angel.
Nis and Ferro simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief. Though unsure how Angel managed to reduce the allure, merely regaining normal thoughts was already good.
However, Angel’s brow furrowed tightly at the moment. The light shield he released was precisely the Domain Field of his right eye’s green pattern.
Angel clearly knew the Domain Field’s effect, powerful enough to ward off Nightmare Light, even slightly resist the Observer’s twisting Law, yet this time was unexpected.
The Domain Field indeed reduced the fruit’s allure, but didn’t completely block it.
Angel could distinctly feel that even enveloped by the Domain Field, he still wanted to look towards the fruit. Only by forcing himself to divert attention could he obtain a moment of peace. But once attention slightly weakened, there was an urge to gaze at the fruit again.
This was the first time a certain ability bypassed the Domain Field’s effect.
The Domain Field can block curses and many negative effects, but now merely reduces allure. Does this imply the fruit’s allure isn’t actually a negative effect?
Nis: "What is that fruit Number 03 concocted? If its allure continues to grow, who can resist?"
Ferro could not answer, remaining dazed.
Angel silently watched the distance, not placing his gaze on the fruit but still focusing on the stirring great wave.
"The color of the seawater over there seems a bit off." Angel suddenly spoke.
Nis followed Angel’s gaze: "It does seem a bit off, why is it red?"